Cliff and I were in Melbourne, FL for three days spending time with Mark and Jen, two greyhounds and a black cat. We have no pictures of proof. Never thought of it. Time with them was kind of scrambled. Jen spent the first of our visit with her mother in the hospital in Gainesville and Mark had to fly to Texas Sunday morning for a 6-week concentrated course for his new job, but they still wanted us to be there. We walked the beach, ate too much, walked the dogs daily, laid around and relaxed, and most of all spent time laughing with family. Mark finally found employment since moving to Melbourne last October. During the Christmas rush, he worked for UPS making deliveries in a golf cart wearing shorts. (The golf cart was not wearing jeans!! Mark was,but not going to edit this!) He found it a hoot and enjoyed a no pressure job after so many years working in a job he hated out in Kansas City, MO. When he interviewed for a position at Comfort Pro HVAC, the owner immediately saw his
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Contour sheets are mischievous. In the dyer, they store socks, face cloths, and other small laundry items in their elastic corners, like "Chippy" scurrying around under the bird feeder pocketing seeds in his expansive cheeks. It's only after you've tightly fitted the fourth corner onto the mattress, run your hands across the fitted sheet to smooth it out, that lumps appear revealing the stored socks. Contour sheets are not fun to fold if you have OCD. I don't have OCD but we also don't fold contours either. On strip-the-bed wash-day, the sheets go into the washer, straight to the dryer and quickly back onto the mattress eliminating wrinkles and contour folding. In 1959 Bertha Berman patented a design for fitted sheets. Why she didn't call them "Bertha sheets" or the "Berman Bottoms" is beyond me. She could have been a household name. Folding contours brings to mind an image of my father trying