October 29, 2017
I went to the 8:30 a.m. mass on a fresh, sunny day. When I got home, the garage door opened only about 8 inches, then closed. I noticed a cable hanging from the top or the door. I parked, went through the front door and investigated from the inside. The door didn't open and I noticed a cable hanging from the inside on the opposite side. I looked up the garage door repair I had previously and planned on calling them on Monday.
I fixed a two-egg omelet with cheese, blackberries and coffee (no toast), read the paper, watched TV, did a little knitting until it was time to leave for Weinfest. I took my brandy apple spice cake to the car, got in, no keys! By checking the garage door, I was distracted and didn't attach the keys to my purse; I was locked out. I managed to pull the garage door up enough for me to crawl under and get in the house for my keys. It was a tight squeeze, but I managed.
I got to the Schwabenhof with my dessert. Peter was there and upset that the doors didn't open, but the side door was open for members to set up the hall. I cut my dessert; one of the ladies thought the pieces were too small, so I made a bigger portion on each plate. Most of the desserts were fancier, and they went like hotcakes. Mine was not a big taker. I'll have to make something more appealing next time; although this dessert was very delicious, if anyone had tried it.
We had a nice chorus and a very nice program. Peter took Tony home, who will be 94 next Tuesday.
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