Daily Notes- August 18th

 

I was trolling in the Attic.  Actually, I had seen a patchwork square on another blog- not in my sidebar but I should fix that- 19 strips and none the same.  And not even of the same colors.  Just completely random. And it looked wonderful.  So, I went up and got one stack of fabric down and ripped a two inch wide strip from each of them.  But not this one.  This one was going to be sewn onto this square.  I haven't done it yet. But if Law and Order is on today- I will. 

It really is amazing what all is up in that Attic. Not as good as the Attic and Basement in the book I am reading

Fixer Upper.  Same author.  Washington DC lawyer gets a scandal dumped on her rather than her boss.  Has to run- from the scandal at first but later from actual trouble.  Her father sends her to Georgia and the old family home- Birdsong.  It's a moldering wreck with a secret.  She finds an old handy man and he teaches her how to strip linoleum off hardwood floors and handle a big floor sander as she tries to "flip" the house.  And he finds her a big old  cast iron enameled sink at the dump with nickel faucets.  And the two of them go all wild talking about Aga ranges and Traulsen glass door refrigerators.  It's actually one of my all time favorite books.

The FBI is now investigating her and the local ladies man is painting her house Benjamin Moore Dill Pickle cut 25% with Decorator White just because he likes to paint houses.  And there is a guy who falls in love with her.  Even though it isn't working as planned.  I might finish reading and just go back to the front and read it again.  I do that.  When I like a book.

I removed what looks like half a bushel of tomato leaves that had browned up or gone yellow from the plants out on the driveway.  Under all those leaves were ripe tomatoes that had gone past their eat by date- cause I could not see them. It rained last night.  We woke up to rolling thunder and now the sun is shining and all that moisture is making it very very humid.  I am coughing.  I cough when I can't get enough oxygen. So...another cup of coffee and maybe toast- my cinnamon raisin bagels had little blue spots on them.  Ick.  I didn't notice till I ate a spot. Double Ick....

Y'all be sweet now, you hear?