Now near is near ??? I'm in Woodinville. I'm going to monroe to pick up chicks this Friday around 2:00pm. where is Newman lake ?anyone live in or near Monroe????

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Now near is near ??? I'm in Woodinville. I'm going to monroe to pick up chicks this Friday around 2:00pm. where is Newman lake ?anyone live in or near Monroe????
I will look & see if I still have the tutorial.Why is it not in my email inbox?
Sew, I bought a soing machine ....errr.. So, I bought a sewing machine. I want to make totes out of my feedbags.
Now I need to learn how to sew stuff, that are not my fingers.
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I'm trying to get the goose to Easton or to someone going to the show next week. Newman Lake is on the other side of the State.Now near is near ??? I'm in Woodinville. I'm going to monroe to pick up chicks this Friday around 2:00pm. where is Newman lake ?![]()
Sew, I bought a soing machine ....errr.. So, I bought a sewing machine. I want to make totes out of my feedbags.
Now I need to learn how to sew stuff, that are not my fingers.
Speaking of birthday gifts.
There once was a young man (12 yo) that had a wonderful Mom, in fact she was the best Mom in the whole world.
His baseball glove was totally trashed and he needed to replace it. What to do? Mom and Dad didn't have a lot of extra money so he needed to save every penny he could earn which he did because of the values imparted to him by his Mom and Dad.
Finally, after doing odd jobs that he scrounged up in the neighborhood he had enough money for his glove! Life was good and he had his heart set upon a "Wilson" mitt.
He lived way out in the country and had to plan for a trip into the city to obtain said desired glove.
His great Dad offered to drive him, usually a thing like this did not happen. (Dad believed in self reliance in all things) The young man was duly excited about his aquiring the glove of his dreams.
But.........on the trip into the city, Dad reminded his son of Mom's birthday that would be in just a few days. Ut oh, another problem. Enough money for a gift, no glove, or money for a glove and no gift. He thought and thought, what a Gordian Knot he had. What to do? what to do? Hmmm he thought.
Dad parked at the curb and said he would wait, confident that his young son would never, ever not get his Mom a birthday gift. He was proud.
Son returned to the car with a gift wrapped box and a nice B-day card. Dad was proud, oh so proud.
The big day arrived, the candles blown out and the cake was cut and served. Dad gave Mom her present, the brothers gave their presents and Mom was very happy.
The young man retrieved the present from his room and presented said gift with much flair and drama. The moment had arrived! OH yes, the suspense was almost too much for Dad and then he noticed a glint in his son's eye. Hmm, he thought, I wonder what the little guy has up his sleeve now.
Mom opened the gayly wrapped package with much enthusiasm and there it was. A beautiful, soft, pliable, baseball mitt. The perfect gift.
Mom, the all knowing, loving person that she was smiled and with twinkling blue eyes handed her small son the glove and said "Will you please break this in for me/"
Whatta Mom.