Friday Again, a Stranded Story, Two Pair of Mary Jane Shoes, and Another Washcloth

Yippee it’s Friday again and I’m so looking forward to the weekend. First of all I’m going to tell you a little story about our Wednesday night. John made dinner for me since I came home early with a back pain that wouldn’t quit. My plans were to sit on my bed and crochet for a bit and then take a muscle relaxer so I could sleep all night. After dinner John decided to go for a bike ride. I knew that John hadn’t rode his bike for about a year, so I wasn’t very surprised when he came back in about an hour later to tell me that his tires wouldn’t hold air and so he got Joshua’s bike out and aired up his tires. He kissed me goodbye and left the house, so I decided to take the muscle relaxer and just about the time that I was relaxed enough to crawl under the covers, here came John back up to the bedroom stating that he had found a young girl at Hadley Middle School waiting for a ride. I asked “How did you find that out while riding Joshua’s bike”. He said, “Oh, one of the tires blew out about 5 blocks from the house so I was walking the bike back to the house as I passed by the school.” Of course this was about 8:30 pm and he asked her if she needed a ride somewhere and she told him that her sister was supposed to pick her up after school and take her to church. (school dismisses at 3:00 pm) So John rushes home to ask me if I could get up and go with him to take this little girl to church. Knowing how badly this little girl must have felt being forgotten at school; I agreed to throw on my robe and slip on my shoes to help. We arrived at the school and picked up the little girl and found out that she was an 8^th grader and learned that she goes to church almost every Wednesday night. As we arrived at the church I asked her if she would be ok and she assured me that she would and as she shut the door I rolled down my window so that she would have the opportunity to thank me, but instead she just said something hateful to her sister (I assume that’s who she was talking to). Maybe I expect too much but at least I thought that she could’ve said thank you. My parents taught me when I was very young to say Thank You and Please. What about you? I’m not sure why I had to tell you this but I needed to get it off of my chest. 🙂

Now onto the crochet front, I made two pair of Mary Jane shoes. The pink and gray one will have a sweater to match and maybe a headband too?

Then I made another washcloth. I do love how this one turned out. I think I say that about all of them, don’t I? 🙂

Oh by the way some of you may have wondered how big my Big Dang Nametag is? (especially Kat) Well its 7 ½ inches wide and 3 ½ inches tall. Now I think that’s a big dang nametag for sure.

And another thing I need to dye this sweater and I’ve never dyed anything before. Do any of you have any tips on dying? I want to have it ready to sell at the Outdoor Market too.