Monday, February 27, 2017
Yesterday I packed up my favorite cashmere pullover (the one with the newly discovered hole in the sleeve) and got the salt crusted car out of the garage and drove (yes, me driving) to Joann's for something to use to attach the patch to the sweater.
I worked my way through the entire working staff of employees. None, but the last one, knew anything about the yarn wall. The commonality of answers were "it's all mixed together". Wool? All mixed in with the others. Sock yarn? All mixed in and we don't have much of it. Thin yarn? Mixed in with the others. My right eye started to twitch.
Finally they went to the cutting table and called over a Veteran. B and I decided--since it was cashmere, that the best solution was a very large patch, on the outside, not inside and attached with a very tiny buttonhole stitch. Then we went looking for a spool of thread that would be invisible. Perfect match. We were successful. The large patch covers the hole and the entire "worn, thin etc" spot. B (the veteran) decided it was best to make a patch look like a patch. Go Big.
I had been thinking "wabi sabi". But that would have merely looked LUMPY. I am rethinking the patches I installed (awful) in the off white cashmere turtleneck. I can go "big" with a buttonhole stitch.
Sunday didn't go as planned. No meals were served. No takeout. Panini grilled cheese sandwiches. I watched Longmire on Netflix until Netflix shut down service at 9 pm. About 6 episodes. I think it was a TiVo problem but the entire television was acting up. So then we started reading our books. Then we had dessert. G had coffee and banana bread and I had three chocolate covered grahams, tea and two Benadryl. My eyes were itching. (the atmosphere in the living room "felt" and"smelled" dusty and I am allergic to dust.
G is working today pruning apple trees. The Redwings are looking to make nests so it's time to prune apple trees here in Maine. Riley has gone along as my friend, the Boss, is bringing her dog. Big property on the Kennebec. Lots of space to run and bark.
I planted the soaked peas seeds to make little "salad shoots" and G brought three of the potted Clivia downstairs--the three have flower stalks coming along. Don't want to miss out on the pretty flowers this year. I am trying to decide on the timing to start my jar of bean sprouts for the March 8th class. I asked G to bring home some branches from the apple trees to use for an Easter Tree.
I haven't had an Ester Tree here in the house in YEARS. While upstairs looking for yarn for my sweater and commercial hand dyed fabrics--I found the box of German Easter Tree Ornaments. Now to find out when Easter arrives.
Saturday, February 25, 2017
Going thru your things. Deciding. Like "Sophie's Choice"--which beloved item stays and which goes. It was easy with the pantry cupboard. Use by dates are a pretty good indicator of who goes and who stays.
People probably have an unseen genetic "use by" date. Someday we will know what day that is and live accordingly. Use the good silver everyday and give away the stainless. Use the good china. Wear the good underwear any time we want. Live our lives totally different from the way we do--thinking we have forever.... (My weekly acupuncture is driving the introspection--cleaning out and discarding expired emotions and past mistakes)
Anyway, the pantry is done. And the next to the sink supplies cupboard has been cleaned up. I thought the placemat and napkin drawers were finished but they seem to have disorganized themselves---- or replicated the discarded items.
The linen closet and the bathroom supplies cupboard are next.
I have finished reading all the Longmire books. The newest one will be available in September 2017.
I am feeling like my best friend unfriended me. If I don't return to work pretty soon--I will start watching the television series of Longmire on Netflix. I've seen them already but I'll be happy to watch all five seasons again.
My ice dyeing wasn't a great success. The fabrics all look muddy and faded. Dirty colors. I will return to painting fabric with cheap acrylic paints. They don't wash out or fade or look dirty. If washed, they aren't even stiff. Once the dyed stuff is dry, I'll go back in with acrylics and darken, brighten areas. Next time, I will just put the dye and fabric in sandwich bags and let it sit in the snow.
I will need to go back upstairs and find the box of hand dyed fabrics I collected/purchased.
Today's Purchase: Well, delivery-- by post office. My two new sweaters. I hope I don't hate them.
Today's Smoothie: will be made using the Turmeric tubers. Fresh pineapple, lemon or orange, mango and 2 inches of peeled fresh turmeric. I can add ginger and black peppercorns if I want.
Today's Gardening: I have soaked peas that I am going to plant to grown pea sprouts for the gardening indoors class I am teaching at the library in March. I also have the root end of a bunch of celery growing in a little glass jar. And some sprouted onions growing in a small amount of water. The root end of a head of Romaine wasn't fresh enough to grow. I have to try again with another. I didn't buy any scallions yesterday at the grocery to try grown the root ends in water.
Today's Baking: A very large pan of "Almost French" Granola for my daughter. It's really Mueslix. I had the list of ingredients with me yesterday so I could get them after acupuncture. It's granola with chocolate chips. Seems she can have it on Eat to Live. I had to find the "good kind" of chocolate chips--sugar and additive free and organic oats, almonds and coconut flakes.
Today's Visit To The Attic: Commercial dyed fabrics and watering the geraniums, Clivia and the Cymbidium orchids overwintering in the 40 degree, sun filled upstairs bedroom/bath. Also hoping something up there has decided to produce a flowering stem. Talking to you Clivia and Orchid.
Friday, February 24, 2017
Riley is such a "delicate" dog. The Vet thinks he may be "normal" by Saturday. Yesterday he spent the day making this odd squeaking noise--we thought it might be pain related. It wasn't. Just annoying said the Vet. He squeaked throughout the Vet visit.
Riley went for a walk. Decided mid-day to eat something. Then ate the remainder of his meals. Took a very long nap--no squeaking. And then at 10:30 pm vomited twice--once on a hand hooked wool rug and once on the hardwood floor. Vast amounts. Incredible volume.
And he barked.
Hadn't barked since he got home form the ultra sound. Not even for the backing up oil truck. Or the FedEx man. No more squeaking. Now out for another walk. Snow on the ground is melting. 50 degrees up here in Maine. For a couple days. Squishy.
I have a container outdoors. Ready to dye fabric scrunched with Procion dry dyes sprinkled over and then topped with a shovel full of snow. It's been 24 hours. I could wait longer as the snow hasn't melted all the way even though yesterday it was 50 degrees and didn't go to freezing over night. I would think the dyes would just quit working after awhile but I could be wrong as I haven't ever used them. Too intimidated. Any ideas on when to see what happened in the tub? Where do I pour out the snow water and dyes? I'm on septic.
I am "tidying" the dry goods cupboard. An antique walnut cupboard I purchased long ago. It might be over 100 years old now. We added shelves (but didn't change the structure) and I use it as a pantry. I had stuff from my Atkins Diet days. Ground almond flour from 2012. Now in the compost bucket. I am looking at expiration dates. Sorting and gathering things that "go together" and thinking of recipes I might make with the stuff. If no recipes come to mind--less likely to stay in the cupboard.
I dropped off a hexagon block Grandmother's Garden quilt for the library to use in a Hexagon display. It's original and hand quilted. Now I am wondering if some antique buff will try and steal it? I gave safe instructions for the hanging of it. So it won't get "stressed". Guess what--in searching for a hexagon in my stack of antique quilts--- I had no idea (none at all) that I even owned this one. And it is very nice indeed. One inch hexes. And from what I learned--not worth much anymore. I tried to sell two other vintage ones last winter and the possible buyers wanted them to "cut up into pillows" for retail sales and wanted to pay as little as possible for the "yardage" as they put it. Sad.
Wednesday, February 22, 2017
He was still gagging even with the PepcidAC so the vet asked if she could practice her ultrasound techniques (for a reduced fee) and check out Riley's liver for a tumor.
So, this morning Riley went in (without breakfast) and he's on his way home now. There are NO tumors anywhere ( I guess she had him asleep so why not practice on all his organs). It's a VERY GOOD day here at my house. He'll be on antibiotics for awhile to hopefully stop whatever is happening in his liver (hepatitis-like things?). Another blood test in 6 weeks. Our vet says she's always happy when there is no tumor. Me, too. Riley will be ten on April 4th.
My daughter is finding Eat For Life to be a good fit for her. She has lost 20 pounds since New Years Day and looks wonderful. I am still trying to get used to her not being blonde. She is trying to find new recipes to make with the new vegetarian/vegan lifestyle. Pulled Pork was on her mind this morning. Subbing in squashes. I didn't think the texture would work. Anyone out there have any ideas? Tofu is NOT an option. She is loving a Roasted Head of Cauliflower with Peanut Sauce right now.
I am ALWAYS perplexed by avid vegetarian/vegans trying to replicate meat recipes. Why? You are making a moral decision not to eat (or wear) animal products but you want to eat "fake bacon"? Soy "meat" crumbles? Seitan turkey? Cashew cheese? I stand by the Vegan freezer cases at the grocery and just feel like I will never understand.
"Today's Purchase"- A Bacon, Egg and Cheese Bagel.
"Today's Reading"- Junkyard Dogs. Dark Horse yesterday.
"Today's Interest"- Snow Dye-ing of fabric. I have to see if I have any soda ash. I do have jars of Procion dyes that I never have used. I do have PLENTY of SNOW available. I also have a package of indigo. I think I have a box of latex gloves. And a mask. Sounds like I might be able to do some dye-ing.
I will now send an email to any daughter--Portobello mushrooms might just be the thing for "faux pulled pork"