Fiber Monday, 8/1/22.

2541*, if anyone is interested. And was that 78 or 88 stitches?
My box o’ knits (after I removed the 11 hats going to Blue Hat project).
Top box has donatable items, lower box holds UFOs.

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Elder Son and wife Amanda left last Friday and Thursday, respectively. While the reason they were here for a week was lamentable (he had a very mild case of Covid and figured if he had to isolate it was better here than in a hotel in Winnipeg), it was delightful to have them here for an extended visit. On Friday we drove ES to Minneapolis so he could fly out, but we went early enough to have a very late lunch with Younger Son and Lucas, ES’s former roommate at NYU. Davanni’s Pizza FTW! Apparently, ES had been dreaming of a deep dish Davanni’s pizza for a very long time. He said it was his favorite pizza ever!

The dogs hung out on the deck with us and were particularly attentive to whomever had the treats at the moment. Clockwise from left: Amanda with their dog Kurt; ES with the treat bag and Misha, Percy, and Kurt; Smokey with Kurt, Milady, and Percy.


* Yes, this number is from pre-dial phones. I grew up on a farm in southern MN, and we had party lines and individual personalized ring tones. I think ours was two longs.

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6 Responses to Fiber Monday, 8/1/22.

  1. Kathleen Walsh says:

    My dad’s mom and dad and his writher;s family shared one country hoe on their farm. My mom’s sister also lived on a farm and both had party lines with different rings. Often everyone would answer the call and the intended recipient could either allow the call to be public or ask for privacy. This is how news travelled so fast in the country. Everyone knew who had gone into labour, who had just delivered a new baby, etc. And they would immediately cook up casseroles and deliver those to the persons home. Same with funerals and wakes. It cemented neighbourly support and also best behaviour and language.

  2. KSD says:

    I absolutely remember our phone number. I’ve often thought of either dialing it or looking it up obnline to see who has it now.

  3. Carol Waudby says:

    I also grew up in Southern MN and a party line.

  4. Carol Waudby says:

    meant to say I also grew up on a farm in Southern MN and a party line. sometimes the brain and fingers don’t work at the same speed………………….

  5. gayle says:

    My grandparents in rural Kansas had a party line – and it was the really old phone that hung on the wall, with a mouthpiece you spoke into and a receiver on the end of a cord that you had to hold up to your ear. There was a crank handle on the side for ringing up the neighbors. I had to stand on a stool to reach it!

  6. OMG. I just realized that I no longer remember my childhood phone number. Or maybe I’m just thinking too hard?

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