|Woke up to 4" of this white crap, but by days end it was 5"|
The calendar lies I tell ya... Spring, my ass!
I say "puh-TAY-doh".
My Dad said "buh-TAY-doh".
He loved his buhtado's. I loved my Dad more than words can say...oh, what I wouldn't give to see my Dad and my son sitting down to a mashed buhtado eating contest. It'd be debatable who might win, my boy definately has that Levy appetite; seems my boy shares a little something with the greatest man he'll never know.
This long snowy winter has turned me into a couch potato...I've got 10 extra pounds on me to prove it. Clearly a proper dose of Spring is necessary to get me off my butt and back on track...this rut I'm digging is getting rather deep!
This little quilt was a fun winter distraction. We're always debating the proper way to say things. I see a whole series of quilts.... like tomatoe, ketchup, or scallop for example....
It's "sk-AWL-up" by the way... say it right.
Linking up with Lorna over at Let's Bee Social!