Tuesdays With Jo

Dear Mother Jaskey, 

Today I started a tunic factory. Its not something that's ever been on my list of things to try but I did enjoy it. I've already closed the doors. I think we made 24 tunics. 

That was for school. They are putting on a Bethlehem Walk and believe me, there has never been anything like it before in Swanson. I'm looking forward to it. 

Other than that we've been providing a bit of compassionate care here and there. Last night our neighbor boy stopped by for supper with many questions on his mind and heart.

The weather holds out at possibly the most beautiful November ever, with hoarfrost and snow and glinting sunshine.  The one thing our youth can do is play hockey. So that is what they do. 

I met my fellow Quacky Quilters at church today for a time of fellowship, although we should really call ourselves the Band of Bonding Masked Bandits. 

I miss you, 

Love Jo 

P.S. Wyatt was carefully reading the licorice package. "This has 30 gigs of sugar Mom!" He said, horrified. 

P.P.S. Wyatt opened his report card carefully. "Mom, I've never got this in all my life!" His eyes glowing.

P.P.P.S. Colby got a call to a bad accident last evening and he finally got home about 5 in the morning. I'm immensely proud of him.