New Quilt

Took my mum to the hospital today for a pre-op appointment. I'm impressed with how many 'tactful' ways they can discuss her age without actually saying it it using the word 'old'. It's strange really. She's 77 and fully aware of the fact, and describing her as 'no longer a spring chicken' or 'a senior lady' doesn't make her suddenly think she's 34.

They are all very nice, I've been impressed with all the doctors, nurses and the systems and speed of everything.

Started a new quilt. EPP, and sewn by hand this time.

Still no Phelps. It's a week today.