Confessions of a Grandma

 I was in JoAnn's the other day and saw this bright green so I decided to give a small quilting project another try. My last quilting project was somewhat of a disaster. I was making a quilt when I had the detached retina and for a long time after that I could not see straight lines unless I closed my left eye. I went ahead with the quilting anyway and it was amazingly wonky so I gave it up for a year or two now. I am not big into holiday decor, but this seems made for St. Patrick's Day. That and some Irish soda bread. I don't mind a little corned beef and cabbage, but I wouldn't bother to make it. Don wouldn't eat it. If you are into the wearing of the green, have a Happy St. Paddy's Day.

  The Last Resort is a look at the history, present, and future of the beach vacation industry. The author gives insights to a wide range of aspects of tourism -- financial, social, cultural, political, and environmental impacts. All the impacts are considerable. I was most taken with the story of Fiji. Pre-resorts and it's discovery by the tourist industry there were clans, some fishing based and some farming based. Totems for the clans included the flora and fauna of the shore and forest. Turtles nested on the beach. The clans were interdependent and cooperative, a self sustaining society living under the Fijian concept of solesolevaki, translated as "the direct opposite of individualism." Not quite paradise because the area was prone to seasonal cyclones, but the community preserved and stored food and supplies sufficient to get all the people through the storms, Then the developers came. The clans living near the beaches were promised a regular income for allowing ho

  Hey, how about a little service here! Thant's more like it! Thank you! Now how about we put it on the floor? Next time will be after first hair cut. Maybe his eyes will actually show up.