the group grows smaller

13 April 2025 – drawing down

Today will mark the last day for several of those in the fiber get together group. Tomorrow will be Los Angeles. From what we have been informed, it will be the usual first entry into the US port of call. That means that “la di da, everybody” will have to get off the ship and go through immigration. We are scheduled to arrive at 0800 and don’t depart till 2200. Looking at the schedule, there is what passes for entertainment scheduled through about 1100 in the morning. I am taking that information and not planning on bailing off at any particularly early time. After all, we literally will have all day.

So back to today. There is coffee in the lounge early. There is congee available in the Indian section of the Garden Cafe for breakfast. There is plenty of fresh melons. I don’t have matzoh, but since I had some last night, I figure I have done my good dead for this Passover. To quote Debbie (the New York one) “what’s the difference between Matzoh and cardboard?

Cardboard doesn’t leave crumbs. “

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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