Last Thursday I got a new sewing machine - I never expected to really actually buy one like this, but then I thought, I am 66 years old; if I ever learn how it must be now and I may as well have fun doing something I can sit and do. Besides read. Although that is good.
Saturday Amy and her friend Bridget came home and Paul had gone to buy another truck to work on. This is his toy. 1994 Ford. Mike (and Amy) helped him get it off the trailer.