Daily Notes- November 14th- Sunshine.

 Remembering.  Still miss him.  But he's definitely off to new adventures and hasn't come to visit us.

Still no acorns. Not ONE....... Husband has put up the sticks marking the edges of sidewalks and driveway.  for the coming SNOW and the shoveling and snow blowing Season..  So we don't run anything into the grass areas with any machinery.  

I went out to get the mail yesterday and checked out my Grass Growing Project.  Very very nice.  It was slow getting off to a start there in the early days.  But at the very end of the Daily Watering Season- things were looking more green than brown (soil).  Few weeds.  And now TruGreen has fertilized it twice.  And also put down weed control.  So.....it all turned out okay.  I will add more seeds in the Spring.

January I will be starting the Winter Seed Project in the dozens of half gallon milk jugs I have stored in the garage. Out on the back deck in the snow.  I even think there are larger jugs in the Attic.  I want lots of marigolds. The large French Reds.  And some herbs and vegetables. Now...... I reconsider the herbs...those squares in the herb bed are full. And I have cut ZERO herbs. The mint was bountiful.  But I cut none.  As usual, there was zero dill and zero parsley.  That might be a project for next year. Dill. Parsley. 

I did manage to keep a pot of French Lavender going all season.  Repotting it twice into larger and larger clay pots.  It's out in the glassed vestibule for the Winter.  It's sunny.  So warms up nicely.  There won't be a Fig Tree to keep it company and share diseases.  But daughter has dropped off a Mandevilla for me to baby sit. Excuse the misspelling.  I tried every variation and none look correct. Settled for this one.

I am making Chicken Soup today for husband.  I dug around in the freezer and found the very last package of chicken thighs.  And I can use several of the small onions and all the slender carrots. I remembered to buy celery. Next grocery day- larger- largest.. carrots, large onions, more celery. And chicken thighs are on sale.  So...I will stock up for Chicken Soup Season. I still have the stems saved in the freezer from parsley purchases.  Garlic might be a problem- not sure if I have any. So what????  It'll be fine.  It'll be soup. Something New Sunday.  I have no one to cook for me.  So...grilled cheese..... again.

Daily Notes- Saturday, November 13th. Sunshine.

 I love everything about this linen outfit.  Loose pants and long tunic top.  I would wear it with a long sleeve tee under the top. A black and white stripe.  I even love the shoes (sandals).  But I am not buying more clothes.  I haven't even worn out what I own.

Todays' sweater is sporting black felted wool elbow patches.  The pants a nice 2 by 4 inch mended spot just right of the zipper.  Defective cloth in the LLBean corduroy pants.  Very common problem. All my Bean corduroy pants have the same mended spot.

While walking out to the end of the driveway yesterday to check to see if we got any mail, I did something to the behind the knee area of of right leg.  There was a small sharp something that happened and hurt and it's hurt ever since.  Not a lot but it's always there on the outside edges of my mind.  A pulled muscle or tendon or something.  It aches a bit when I stand or walk.  It also doesn't care for being massaged.  It wants to be left alone.  Like I did..yesterday.

In the after waking up and before getting out of bed time this morning....I was remembering friends who are now departed. (Veteran's Day must set it off) Some dead and some having just disappeared.  Some just stopped writing emails.  Or letters. Or making phone calls (having changed their number or moved leaving no forwarding details).... I wonder if I have done the same to people.  Was it intentional or not? But I've kept my email address exactly the same and the house phone is the same as it was in 1991.  I was reminded  (this morning) -of having (owning) things that belonged to my friends who have died.  Their cloth collections, the quilts they left behind, their sewing machines, their sweaters..... I must be a safe deposit box for things they left behind .......  some items I asked for...the sweaters.  Some were brought to my house by the women who took care of emptying the sewing rooms.  One item was carried to the house, handed over and when I saw what it was I sobbed.  

A Friendship Quilt.  It might be Time for it to come out and be enjoyed again.  It might be Time to look at it and be reminded of old friends, conversation and laughter.  Not loss.  But what I gained. My Friend.

Daily Notes- Friday November 12th. It's Raining...It's Pouring!!!!

 I read Hazel Monte's blog  Handstories.typepad.com every day.   I love the little pictures (stories) she creates in cloth scraps.  And then adds personality with thread.  Her Moons and Little Boats sail away in my imagination. this digital magazine contains an interview with Hazel.

It's Raining and it's Pouring outside today.  We were supposed to also suffer thru high winds and power losses.  I was not wanting that.  Never a good thing as Maine Power is iffy at the Best of Times.  Hardly any lines are underground.  And tree branch trimming is done by the lowest possible bidder- with the least amount of thought or skill.  Winter is not a happy time.  Thanksgiving Day is PRIME for a power outage.

I have started the day with a very long conversation about relatives with daughter.  Then a shower. Then breakfast which I might have to call "Brunch" as it was colliding with the lunch hour.  It was still just oatmeal.  And now it's nearly 1pm.  The Sports Guys don't get going until 2 pm.  

Husband caught another mouse.  I had seen mouse droppings nearby days ago. Mentioned them. Could have been in the house all along.  Just not getting caught in a trap until last night. Or there is an entry point we don't know about.  He was caught where the second mouse got caught alive.  Husband says he won't tell me about them if I am going to be upset.  But I'd rather know it's been caught and dead. This one was dead.

My book for today- with the rain- is a YA-- To all the boys I've loved before.  by Jenny Han. I haven't started it yet so no idea if it's good or not. I girl writes letters to all her old boyfriends- private letters she never intends to send.  She pours out her heart. They accidentally get mailed. The book I am going to read is about what happens after the letters are received by the boys she has loved.

I'll let you know what I think of the book.

Last night I watched a Hallmark Movie on Lifetime.  I am puzzled.  Do they make the movies twice?  Once very strict, no kissing no touching, no sexy and then...as sort of an "out take"- all touchy and sexy for Lifetime? this one is about a guy who turns his house into a Gingerbread House for the Holidays.  I've seen this guy on Hallmark-- Travis Winkle something.  He acts like women's lips have cooties.  In this movie on Lifetime, he was finding it difficult to keep his mouth/hands off the girl.  Seriously seductive behavior and the girl was pushing him away.  Which is totally expected on Lifetime which dotes on serial killers and rapists.

Quite a few of my favorite Christmas Movies are on Lifetime.  And ALL have Hallmark actors and actresses. And all are seriously weird and very sexy.  I also watched two Hallmark movies on Hallmark and such awkward-ness.   Was painful.

Daily Notes- November 10th. It must have rained overnight. Still no acorns.

 So NOT getting into a canoe. EVER  This image from a senior magazine that arrived yesterday in the mail.

I have some important things to do today- same list as yesterday and the day before.  I only did one- I paid my credit card bill.  I haven't done any laundry.  I did dust the floor.  With my Swiffer. Which I love. I had Halloween candy after eating my oatmeal.  Hell in a Hand Basket around here lately.

I think I finally got myself back to normal, sleep wise, since the day before my teeth cleaning when I got ZERO sleep.  It took three nights.  Hard to make up for lost sleep. When you get OLD.

We are having Sunday's Football Pizza today.  Somehow it seemed like too much trouble every afternoon. We could wait till tomorrow and have Thursday Night Football Pizza??? That's the way I am rolling in November, I guess.  Started a good book but then set it aside.  Looked at a few cloth projects- and set them aside.  Was looking for my mask templates--I seem to always lose them--I should paste them to the wall or the inside of the closet door.  I'll do that as soon as I hit print.  I want to make a Christmas Mask.  Holiday Fabric.  I wanted one last year........but made masks for daughter and not one for me.

I did start taping recipes to the inside of the kitchen cabinet doors.  If I make it-- tape it.

I use Scotch Tape.  Easy enough to reorganize as to preference with Scotch Tape. 

Watched a Christmas movie on Hallmark- I had seen it in years past but the kissing and standing close to each other seemed genuine. Like the people might actually enjoying being together.  They even did a decent job of dancing together and made eye contact.  Didn't get the "ick" I usually get when actors in Hallmark actually touch each other. And no one had curling iron hair.  That should be a Bingo clue, Dee. Curling Iron Hair.  Looks Incredibly Stupid the way they do it. Sausage Hair.

Reading:  Once and For All by Sarah Dessen.  Another YA book.  Recommended by a librarian. The lead character is 18 and graduating from high school.  Two possible guys.  One in college who was mesmerized by the tape dispenser in the office (the wedding planner was begged to give him a job) and kept pushing the button to dispense tape and the other the brother of a bride making her 4th or 5th trip to the altar. The brother goes missing all the time.  And there is a dark horse- a Groomsman at the wedding in progress as I am reading.  The writing is very good.  The characters seem realistic. So far the plot has dragged. One and a half pages of the tape dispenser.......It must have something to do with the plot but.....sigh.  The Groomsman is the "one who broke her heart" I think.  I have no idea what I will be doing today.  Reading. Sports TV.  Pizza Making. Laundry and the Washing Machine Pages.  Or none of them.

And the interest in Odel Beckman.  And the Patriots.  Gag.

Daily Notes- November 9th. It's raining leaves today.

 Large and in my face.  I applied a stick on dust cloth to my handle thing and dusted the hallway and the kitchen dining room.  Then I squirted a bleach cleaning product- that I use to remove color from cloth--to the sink and scrubbed like no one had ever cleaned the sink before.  It looks as clean as a 1986 stainless sink can look.  House built that year- I moved in in December of 1991. Third owner. Built to last forever. 

The electric stove is hopeless. No amount of "elbow grease" can get it completely clean.  So, it gets a thoughtful and caring wipe down every so often. The Football Pizza baking is so high heat it burns up any crusty bits.  The pizza stone stays in the oven 24//365

I sewed a few bits of scrap fabric to 9 little rectangles in the past few days.  Would make decent bookmarks. But right now my bookmark is a 10 inch strip of painted white cotton.  I painted it.  It's really lovely. Faded blues with some yellow.  Looks old, worn out but it's just new cloth painted.  

My Master Gardner Classmate attended Wallace's funeral service.  Endless stories were told.  Wallace is leaving a large hole in the Space Time Continuum.  My friend told me all the stories over the phone.  Each person who knew Wallace knew a different Wallace.  That was clear from hearing the stories.  My Wallace was quiet, unsure, easily made uncomfortable but with a sly, edgy scene of humor.. We had quiet conversation about plants.  His partner/husband and I had loud laugh filled conversations that made Wallace uncomfortable.  After his husband died, Wallace didn't know what to do with me.  So...we ended up smiling, asking how each was doing and letting that be enough.  Both missing his husband. And the loud surprise of his laughter.

My Classmate invited me to go to a restaurant with her- she listed several she had been to lately.  I regretfully declined.  She got upset.  And well....she's had COVID twice.  It's enough I went to her house and ate soup.  And another time ate pizza out on her deck. And sat out on my back deck in 25 degree freezing cold to have a one hour chat. We had large cups of steaming sweet tea. I am not eating in a restaurant with everyone not wearing a mask.  Not in Maine where people refuse to get a shot and refuse to wear a mask.  We are 70% vaccinated in the entire State.  But in my Town that seems like wishful thinking. And the unmasked are such ASSHOLES.  They smirk and walk close.  I don't provide anything back to them.  I disappoint.  All they get from me is a dead on stare.  My store has a sign that all must be masked. But they do nothing to uphold that mandate.

Daily Notes- Dental Appointment

 Suddenly, every visit to the Magic Attic- another blue/green cloth AFTER all those early visits and not a damn thing.. That ATTIC is a demon sometimes. They are piling up and the board even gave way and fell flat on it's face-- saying- STOP!!!!!  ENOUGH of this same color cloth- use it already.

Dental Appointment.  My Teeth Are Clean.  The weird thing on the back of my tooth was removed and it feels kind of sensitive...there. We don't know what it was.  Perhaps a petrified lemon drop. Stuck in place.  Refusing to dissolve.

Gone.

The Library was next on the visiting as husband read way into the evening...said "what a great book" so I had to go get more of that author.  Reading is a great exercise for his Brain Cells.  I got one book for myself.  I have quite a pile. And reading goes slowly these days due to the entertainment on the Sports show. On TV.  I don't quite understand it- the appeal--but it makes me laugh.  So. that's good.

There were some moments in yesterday's football games......gruesome in some cases (injuries) and just downright humiliating for the LA quarterback.  Stafford.  He kept throwing "pick sixes" to the opposing team players. Right to them.  They didn't have to move or jump or anything.  Just stand there and wait for the ball.  And it never stopped.  I think he even was asking the coach to take him out of the game.  He might be broken as they say.  And might not be fixable.  I was sort of thinking about his mom watching the game.  Got kinda teary eyed.  It was a hard thing to watch.

Today is Wallace's funeral.  At the big church next to Bowdoin College.  There will be a huge crowd and many speakers.  I learned years ago not to attend these things.  Sobbing like an idiot thru the entire thing...it's unpleasant for everyone.  I can cry here at home.  I cried- sobbed- through Beverly's funeral.  that was the last time I went to one.  My heart was well and truly broken that day. Wallace would be the same.

Daily Notes- November 7th- Fall Back an Hour Day.

 It's a sunny but chilly day.  I set back the clocks I can do manually.  Like the microwave.  When I was making my Daily Oatmeal.  Daughter dropped off her overwintering tender perennials.  The third or fourth year they have Wintered in my upstairs bathtub.  Like Seniors going to Florida.

I got her to carry the three IKEA (circa 1982) outdoor chairs into the Attic.  They are heavy.  Now we won't see her for awhile...puts her off the Parental Units when she has to carry heavy stuff up into the Attic.  Feels we should be asking a guy to do it.  We don't have a "guy". We have a "girl".

I began the day with a shower.  Nice and hot.  So I feel pretty good.  I do have laundry to do.  And I do have the dentist tomorrow cleaning my teeth.  Neither of those two things is anything I want to  think about. so..I am reading the newest Helen Hoang (Heart Principal) and we have one character recovering from cancer surgery and another just discovering she is on the Autism spectrum.  One third in and not much is happening other than the guy from the Bride Test is making margaritas for his tattooed  relatives and has a new fire pit in the back yard.  Author gives us in depth descriptions of the full body tattoos in every book. So I am transitioning.  The girls in the last book had tattoos--and the guys had them also.

I did some baking.  Did I mention it yesterday?  Anyway, I baked an old fashioned family recipe for Apple Cake.  I used the apples I was given after my haircut.  They are quite tasty.  And the cake is very good. My  husband cut himself a tiny slice and then filled his dessert plate with purchased snacks.  I had a good sized rectangle. I may just wrap and freeze the majority of the cake.  As usual, he prefers purchased food and not home made food....but I wanted to use the apples.  So..it's on me.

Daily Notes- Saturday November 6th. Sunshine.

 Breakfast. Perhaps you could see me in the spoon's reflection.  I didn't realize the spoon held it's own image.   Monday- Dentist.  Already amping up the anxiety.  I add milk just before eating and after stirring the sugar into the oats.

Reading.  Yesterday (and today) Casey McQuiston's One Last Stop.  On the back cover: "A breathtaking love story, filled with heart, yearning and the most wonderful found family."   I'm thinking it has some linkage, in emotional journey, to House in the Cerulean Sea.  A woman is "stuck" on the Q train in Manhattan. She exists there due to some malfunction of the Time Space Continuum.  I have the last 25% to read.  I will NOT cheat and read the last few pages.  I will wait and see what happens. 

Our Library Selectors have chosen to add a considerable amount of ...well, I forget the letters needed LGBQ...something.  This book has girls falling in love with girls and guys falling in love with guys.  It's about romance and love and has little to do with the sex (though there is some) found in most romances.  

I have been reluctant to choose these books.  Feeling awkward about it.  But after three or four great books- it's a non factor.  Because the content and writing is so GOOD.  Thank you, Selectors.

I am thankful I chose, years ago, to use three blank Goodwill notebooks to use as a resource for the books I read.  My library gives borrowers a small ticket with dates and titles on checkout- sometimes only partial listing of authors.  So when I get home I paste the slips of paper into these notebooks and write a small 5 word accounting of what the book is about and add the author's name if it isn't on the printout.  I also note if I liked the book or not.  These days I also note when I re-read the books.  Because I do re-read books all the Time.  Visits with old friends.  My daughter found four brown kraft paper covered Japanese notebooks at Goodwill.  New notebooks.  Wider pages so I can easily do double pasted printouts.  

I started listing books in the notebooks I have in 2008.  Or before.  Notes in the first book includes lawyers so I might have had the book with me when my dad died.  I sort of thought I could pull him back again.  But, no. It's all there in the margins of the book.  Like an instagram photo of a my Life, his Death.

I went back, to find details for this post.  And it all came back to me.  So......... well, my coffee has gotten cold.  Need a fresh cup.  Thank you for being here....reading.  

Daily Notes- November 5th. Friday...Friday

 My bowl full of Sunshine and vitamin C.  Aren't they gorgeous?   Husband even added one to his evening dessert plate.  I worked on my desk top calendar.  I had not added any art to it for the first full week of  November days.  So I had "work" to do.   Then a call from Pharmacy about something.  Rather than try and do it by phone- I went in.  I had books to return and pickup at library and husband was getting worried about the shrinking stack of chicken dinners in the fridge.  It all got done.

I didn't mind waiting as there was a very very good looking guy sitting in the pharmacy waiting area with his phone.  ..he never looked up so I got to stare at him as I waited in line.  A WIN, for sure.  I definitely know what my "type" is-40 50 years too late but it doesn't matter...I never would have had the courage for it in any event. If I had had my phone with me- I would have taken his picture.

But I didn't.

More books to pick up at the library.  Some were unexpected as they are new releases and I assumed a long wait time.  A new one in the series by Helen Hoang.  The Bride Test took care of one brother and this book is about the older brother.  I am wondering if Helen will marry off the Kiss Quotient guy's sisters next. He has three possibly four of them.

I watched a recorded PBS program last night.  A very normal artist making very very strange art.   I wrote a name down but not sure it's him.  I'll do a bit of research...see if he has a book.  There was something he was doing with a  metal plate- for printing on the press.  I loved etching a plate and printing it when I was in college.  But he was doing something I hadn't even known could be done- painting with acid and drawing into the image.  I felt very sad about that.  I would have wanted to try it. But I didn't know it existed and perhaps it never had until this guy tried it?  Also 40 to 50 years too late. For me.

Daily Notes- November 4th. Haircut Day.

 I think this is supposed to be the most decadent bowl of onion soup Ever.  I'd like to order three, please.

Today was haircut day.  No one in the salon I go to wears a mask (but me).  And they aren't vaccinated.  But they do an excellent job cutting and coloring hair.  And they were a short run by foot from the greenhouse where I worked 10 plus years prior to the COVID pandemic.  So....convenient.  I take my chances. And today I was given a bag of apples.  From a tree that is growing on my hair cutter's new property by the ocean.  She says they make great applesauce, apple cake etc.  I like apple cake and have a very old family recipes.  So..happy with these free apples.

A Master Gardener friend has been on my mind for the past week or more.  Drifting in and out of my conscious thoughts. Visiting me. This morning...his obituary.  He died in a care facility way south of his home. Wallace..you made me laugh out loud...not an easy thing to do.  You were the dearest, sweetest most thoughtful man with a cutting wit and always the best dressed guy in a crowd.  But I know they are having the best party in Heaven right now.  Welcoming you!!!! 

And in the tv section of the newspaper- on FX the movie Yesterday is on today.  Where a guy gets hit by lightening and wakes up to find the Beatles never existed but he (alone) knows their entire playlist.  I have the TiVo set to record it.  And I intend to watch it continuously for the rest of my Life.. (or TiVo's life)  Such a Happy Movie.  And the Music is divine.

My Dental Tooth Cleaning appointment has been upgraded to Monday Morning.  

Sports Talk Show was excellent yesterday.  Quarterback Rogers- unvaccinated. Now positive for COVID Homapathic stuff instead. Girlfriend is a "hunter/gatherer" type and collects Vitamin D from the Sun...well, find out for yourself. Where she collects it.  Let's just say...Sports was a bit X rated yesterday afternoon but hilarious. Explains Roger's new hairstyle.

Daily Notes- November 3rd- Sunshine and Sadness

 This image is of a breaded slice of mozzarella cheese fried like a chicken cutlet.  I am amazed by this and would enjoy making it????  When all my teeth and gums are back to feeling "normal".  Not this week. Or next week.  I am having my teeth cleaned on Monday morning.  Whoop.

Husband and I emptied a few of the annual containers.  I am still shaking dirt off my shirt. We'll do the two larger ones...some other day.

My fingernails are very weak...I need to figure out what to be eating to get them back up to good condition.  Weak finger nails....any suggestions from my Peanut Gallery???

I read Soulmate Quotient three times yesterday.  Or once the day before and two times yesterday.  I need to buy that book.

Sadness because of Maine election results.  Always.   Reminders that Maine is RED.  Trump Red. And votes that way most of the time, but then shocks us every so often by going Deep Blue. Anyway. I am sad that they have voted YES to END THE CORRIDOR TO BRING  CLEAN ENERGY  from the Hydro Damns in Quebec.  Instead- Maine will pay for oil energy from Texas.  Dirty Oil and Coal.

Mostly they worried some of that Energy traveling thru Maine would go to Massachusetts.  Because Red Mainers do not like Massachusetts.  And Mainers LOVE having the power go out with any two inch snow storm or high winds.  Because the POWER DOES GO OUT ALL THE TIME here in Maine.

Anyway.  I live here.  And have to put up with this shit.

Daily Notes- November 2nd. Voting Day.

 I have this card nearby.  Because, we all need to be reminded that just being alive is pretty great.  And we should smile more and laugh out loud a few times a day.  

That's why I watch my Boston Sports talk show every afternoon (it's a radio show, primarily)-- so I can laugh.  Because these guys- all adult men-- are often more juvenile than adult. Yesterday they had a tape of Belichek saying it was "his fault and he takes the blame" and they recited different items that have occurred with the Patriots (or just ridiculous stuff) and then played the tape.  It's was pretty funny. And, like the quote up top-- we laughed a lot.

I watched some of the Chiefs/Giants game last night.  I wondered about the behavior.  It's seemed so VERY mean spirited.

Then I switched to a recorded program of the Chinese building a Winter Hotel and Sports/Skiing Resort in a big crumbling "full of water" hole in the Earth.  The recording began in 2012 and ended in 2018 or later. I hadn't meant to record it but I watched.  Impossible Builds.  The previous one I also accidentally recored was the tallest, thinnest skyscraper in New York City right in the middle of the city overlooking Central Park. I think I wrote about it a few weeks ago???  The program yesterday was...possible I guess because China has so many people and they are willing to still get down in a freezing cold mud filled hole in the Earth and do 20 hours of hard labor????  Day after day, year after year........

Today we are voting.  In person.  With masks on.  Like LIFE is NORMAL.  We have several weird referendums to vote on.  Where you vote No to say Yes.  Politics.  And...husband is in slow motion today...so we may be Voting and then rushing to the Dentist office.  Or Forgetting the voting and just rushing to the Dentist office.  It's noon.  He's still working on his breakfast.

I have been working on Fall Clean up of the plants etc. very slowly. Outside.  I worked on the compost bins yesterday. Tucked the overflowing squash plants back inside the compost bins.  To compost. They hardly bothered to make any squash.  There is a tomato plant still making tomatoes- I left that alone.  If I feel up to it after toothpick removal- I will gently pull the annual flowers from their containers and tuck them into the bins as well.  Sigh.  It looks like it will be raining by then.

Daily Notes- November First- The Sun is Shining.

 The October calendar.  Sideways.  Because...I am not invested in the trial and error of swinging the image so it's right side up.  It's enough that the TruGreen guy showed up...to the correct house..this morning and that I have an "newly scheduled" dental appointment tomorrow to have the small bit of toothpick removed from my gums. It's been a painful few days with that item imbedded there and...it hurts.   I called on Friday and the office was closed.  So...it's been a long weekend.

I also just paid three bills which husband has walked out to the roadside mailbox.  

I am going to sit quietly with my Sports shows on the tv and watch the large number of players get injured.  The Titan's Henry has a serious ankle injury and I think the Saint's quarterback has done something horrible to his ankle or his knee.  I hate to see them get injured.  Because...deep down...it's playing the game that they LOVE doing.  So, being injured has to be so so awful for them.  The Patriots won yesterday and Tampa Bay lost in the final minutes.  Brady is still our quarterback- so it was sad to see that happen- even though he doesn't play for New England.

Well, it's the couch, sports, warm comforting beverages to soothe my gum where it's "angry" and re-reading my book for the third or fourth Time in two days.  A great romance is even better the fourth time around.  The Soulmate Equation. And it keeps me from "worrying" the toothpick embedded in my gums.

Daily Notes- Happy Halloween

 Been saving this one for months, waiting for today's post.  Martha Stewart of course.  Long long time Readers of this blog might be reminded of the Spooky House I made from a cardboard box long ago.  This new taller, SMALLER Town House Spooky was considered by me- for making another one.  I still might.  I love the roof lines.  The center tower. But I didn't attempt it this October.  I was too blah to do much to anything.

We had mice back then- years and years ago- but mostly outside not inside-- so I made my pumpkin seed roof pieces from marbled Sculpty clay.  Baked them.  

I like everything about this Spooky Townhouse. I'm glad I saved it for you today.

The weekend has seemed Endless. And BORING.  Daughter has been thrifting at various Goodwill locations and I have a lovely stack of one dollar books on my reading shelf.  And a few 2 dollar ones as well. I have the Cloud Atlas that I read years ago.  Hardback.  Daughter also wants to read it.

I have my bag of Kit Kat bars to hand out if anyone comes by.  The Twins.  Grocery only had the milk chocolate ones.  No white or dark chocolate.  Which Husband and I would prefer eating.  I think the regular chocolate will be fine- if I put them in the freezer for a few hours.

I am considering Sunday Football Pizza.  Need to get a ball of dough out of the deep freeze and let it get started on thawing...with a bit of help from the microwave.  ( I got up out of my chair and took a dough ball out to thaw).  I think we play the Chargers today.  I could be wrong. But on the Sports show they ragged on about the Charger uniforms........men.  More like women than they know.

Tomorrow Tru Green is supposed to show up "somewhere" to do the free "sorry we f**ked up" lawn treatment.  No telling where that might happen.  99% sure it won't be on our lawn..but on some other street with a house number 12.

Daily Notes- Friday, October 29th- Sunshine

 Difficult day already.  Tru Green called.  Much, much discussion of EXACTLY where our house is located.  What color it is. The mailbox by the street with the very large street number on it. How many of the Five PAID for treatments have been made- to this address- ONE.  Well, that was news to them.....ONE made at the correct location.  I am left wondering who else got free fertilizing but said nothing??

If my next  door neighbor- very unfriendly, so this was in itself, an important moment- had not dropped off the TruGreen ticket- I wouldn't have even known we had missed the final treatment.  They have called to remind me they are arriving on Monday November 1st.  I suggested my husband sit in a lawn chair out there waving them onto the property.

I have two loads of laundry to do today.  I don't think I have two loads of writing for the Washing Machine Pages.  I will have to find something else to do while the machine goes about it's business.  But still be in the room.  I could wind floss onto paddles.

But actually what I think I want to do is sit quietly after taking a few Tylenol. My head hurts.  My teeth hurt.  My tongue hurts from "worrying" my teeth and from drinking way too hot coffee.  I burned my mouth and tongue on that gulp of coffee.

It's best I just sit quietly and do nothing.  But definitely take the Tylenol.

Daily Notes- October 28th. Slept well. TruGreen fertilized neighbor's yard--not mine.

 Another vintage French Chair.   The layout of the pictures in the book is strange- as this photo is a prime example.  What were they trying to tell the viewer???   Would have been better sans orchid.

Some logistic issues with the screen.  Either too wide or too narrow and then going to another page.

The woman I spoke to regarding the lawn treatment being done at the wrong address- was done with an English as a second language representative.  I think she may have actually been speaking to me from a call center- perhaps in India.  I find it difficult to interpret a sing song language- beautiful to listen to but hard to understand over the phone- I do fine in person- reading the person's facial expressions. Clues to verbal content.

I have books to pick up at the library.  Husband has asked for Dune.  But I am thinking it might be too much for him.  We'll see.  The screen here is doing many things while I type.  I had a problem starting out with the margins.  

So- sunshine today.  Lots of leaves down.  The annual containers have been "frosted" by over night freezing temps.  So....tons of outdoor work to be done. Tomorrow TruGreen might make a second visit. Or not...and I will ask for a refund of the 2021 fees.  Only one actual visit.

Sports isn't as entertaining now that they are discussing basketball and hockey.  I do not care about either and the content is repetitive and tedious.  There was a lively discussion of the Astro's much more blatant cheating in the first game- a greasy ponytail helping one pitcher with his suddenly much faster fast ball but the Braves seem oddly disinterested and discussion of Football trades- yawn..

So--library visit and then home again.  I have one load of washing to do and then some reading and perhaps a few edges sewn to one of the cloths hanging on the wall--waiting.  It might be Time for cloth-....... I continue to miss that old dog checking my work and resting his old body on my feet. Stitch and the dog- sort of went hand and body.  Tears come easily these days.

Daily Notes- October 27th- Another Cold Rainy Day.

 A stop to return and pick up a book at the library and a very quick check of the discards cart.....found a very large heavy book on French Vintage Decorating.  Loads of pictures.  I like the wall here.  Sort of a patchwork. 

I have a chair like this in the attic.  My dad redid the seat padding, springs and backing but I need to add the decorative fabric.  My dad taught himself to do all sorts of things.  He did a beautiful job and that old "side of the road chair" is looking very elegant.  Waiting for her fancy dress.

If I finish the chair and have it down here in the living room- I will have something to remind me of him- every day.  That's a Good Thing.

No mice.  Didn't get much sleep last night.  No idea why but perhaps too wound up regarding mice. I also have something stuck in the gums around one of my bottom teeth- I can't get it.

So, I am exhausted this morning.  A late visit to library and then grocery. Husband drove because it's raining. Grocery shopping on a Wednesday isn't the best day to shop.  Not as many people but not as many filled shelves either.  I had to buy half and half instead of coffee cream.  And it was the last pint of half and half.  I got a backup jar of instant coffee.  I just needed the "assurance" of a cup of coffee in November and December. 

I finally found Romaine lettuce with healthy green spines.  No BROWN.  No Sick Yellow spines. Delighted to think about a nice Romaine and Swiss cold sandwich.  With lots of mayo. Two additional spaghetti prepared dinner for husband.  We're good for 5 days.  Six if he'll eat the frozen chicken parm I got as a "test".  I should have looked for a bag of imported rice.  But wasn't on the list.  I go by the list.

Now...the Sports shows with the sound down- it annoys husband-- and possibly falling asleep??????

Daily Notes- Rain With Gusty Winds here in Maine. A Rain Bomb????

 Read Deb's comment on yesterday's post for a Reality Check.  OMG.   Anyway- husband and I worked (sort of) as a team and filled the holes where the old water lines connected to the old radiator system.  Entry points for mice.

The count was three dead and one alive.  Nothing this morning. And tons of stuff now in the recycle can or garbage.  It's incredible what accumulates in unused spaces.  Who actually needs 4 dozen empty washed jelly jars- no matter how cute they are with their little red and white checked lids.

But the petroleum mouse/rat killing foam- is also "not good" for humans with breathing issues or asthma.  We slept with windows open.  And husband managed to get the foam on his reading glasses and his best sweater and his plastic gloves...  I am actually quite good as an assistant.  I had clean up wipes, a trash container, a flashlight and other assorted things husband had no clue that he might need.  He didn't even do the one clean hand/one dirty hand thing you do with any messy job.

I watched a previously watched Christmas movie on Hallmark.  I passed on the new ones.  This was an oldie and was so weird... the next old one will be the Shoe Addict one.  She ends up in the past at different times with each pair of shoes.  There is actually a rom/com like this.  The woman in the book gets hit on the head and relives her life (several times) with different consequences. No shoes needed.

I missed out on all my afternoon sports talk shows.  No reading either.  I plan to do a better job today. Later in the evening I made a "toasted" cheese sandwich.  I was toasting bread- for toast- when I realized we had cheese (for the mouse traps) so I opened the toaster door and added cheese to the toast.  When it was all bubbly, I took the slices out, waited a bit and then layered on on the other to make the sandwich.

It was so much more wonderful than fried in the pan.  The cheese was all stretchy.  And it wasn't greasy. And I was in love with the toasted cheese sandwich.  Sigh.  Some days end better than they begin.

Daily Notes- October 25th- Cold with a Chance of MOUSE

 Well, here at the Daily Notes we are into Mouse Hunting.  Overnight the mouse took the trap with him or her to the exit point which I happened to find by moving things out from under the restaurant shelving by the back wall.  Next to the pipe that connects the hot water to the only remaining old baseboard radiators. the ones that run under the floor to ceiling windows.  There was the trap with the mouse caught by the leg. Lively.  Certainly not dead.  Of course husband dropped him about two feet from the entrance to the house again.  I think they live under the back deck but could be living in the crawl space.

I just saw the trap but when husband went down to get it- the live mouse was attached.  Husband is now filling in the space around the pipe with caulk.  Well, he will be.  He's gone off in the car again and I have no idea when he will actually return home.  He "over thought" the mouse trap.  Just a simple mouse trap was all we needed. Sigh.  Complicated is not something he needs these days.  Just finding his way home is complicated enough.

But at least we know where the mice are entering the house. I always thought it would be the crawl space.

I am low on blood sugar this morning.  Chugging down my coffee.  I stuffed and taped the remaining radiator holes in the floor as they all open to the crawl space and it's easy to squeeze into that area from the garage- husband helps by leaving the garage door open all day. And sometimes all night.

I have a book to finish reading and I WAS going to the library and grocery but- feeling dizzy isn't a great combo with driving and shopping.    My house if FILTHY.  There...I admit it.....  FILTHY.

Rather than clean all this crap- I wouldn't feel back about just loading the car and heading for Goodwill.

Daily Notes- Sunday October 24th- Chilly with Sunshine

 Late to writing here today.  The Football Game is early today and........yesterday we packed husband's dessert cakes into a sterile container with lid and set the mouse trap.  The mouse we caught over night was very big.  I am freaked out.  Just freaked out.

I am putting so many things into plastic, lidded containers.  Taking the fabric stored in the containers and stuffing it onto the Magic Attic shelves.  Just so icky thinking these rodents are living in the house.

We hadn't caught another mouse on the kitchen counter.  The larger second one was caught on a high shelf of the restaurant shelving where I keep my pots and pans.  Heavy stuff- cast iron etc.  And on one small section- husband's packaged cakes and cookies.  I had a bag of flour up there and we checked it very carefully for any holes chewed into the package.

Now we are watching the Patriots.  And that's about all I have to say.  

Well. I think there is a fly in the house also.

Daily Notes- October 23rd- A Cold and Damp Saturday

 On the wall.  I pin cloth to cloth and let them marinate on the wall.  This one started out not being very interesting but as the days and weeks have gone by (I don't think it's actually weeks) the combo has started to make sense to me.  Now, I am ready to sew on the four new border strips.   A few others are still in the thinking process.  Might need a pencil thin mitigating strip between two wider strips here.  Blue or purple blue.

I am not actually "making" anything.  I don't need any more potholders.  I don't need placemats.  I don't need quilts.  I could use ART.  But this isn't ART.  Well....I guess in could be......but my art is usually a bit more difficult to like.  And is rarely square.

Life Goes On.  The Red Sox lost spectacularly on Pay Per View last night.  They had ZERO. The other team had 5.  Now the Sports guys can go on and on about WHY.  We KNOW why.  Well, the chatter is that the Sox are really bad or that the Astros cheat.  Depends on where you are sitting.  Now the sports guys will talk about basketball and hockey and I will move on to Hallmark.  Less laughing for sure.  Football is so so demoralizing.  I miss Brady and the old Patriots.  Edelman. From Kent State in Ohio.

I could learn to knit. I did it once.  I liked it.  I never made anything- just a big rectangle and then took it apart and started over.  Many times.  The Process was enough.  I didn't need product.

I'm like that with almost everything.  I like the process/ the doing but not so much the finished items.

Husband has found a recipe for a creamy mushroom soup in a publication I left on the counter (I never learn).  Now he wants me to make it.  There is only a 25% chance he will like and eat what I make.  There is zero chance I will eat it.  There are many steps and techniques involved.  The photo makes me think seriously of brown lumpy paste.

I am not making it today.  I am reading.  Suddenly I have a number of books that need to be returned by Monday.  Need to get started.......

Daily Notes- October 22nd- Hello Beverly!!!

 This man has some appeal?  Okay. It was dumb.  Jean-Jullien  Would be fun to find in your lunchbox.

The sun is shining. My knees are letting me know they just had a birthday and they are OLD.  I think there is baseball tonight.  Red Sox.  The Team that loves to get to the very brink or edge of winning- and then they do their best to lose.  I watch the first 3 innings.  If I watch.  It's like watching paint dry. 

Basketball started.  OMG.  134 to 132?  Basketball has become a free throw contest.  BORING. 

We did watch the Cleveland Football Game last night.  We're from there.  Only nothing looked familiar.  There were a few broken down bridges that looked sort of like what we remembered.  We weren't around for the rejuvenation of Cleveland.  I am reminded of my time there and a kid getting on the Bus alone to go downtown was safe.  Then I remember when it was terrifying. And then I lived in Georgia. No Bus.

Now that my books have been read and the socks have been mended- all that is left for me- is a load of laundry and the Washing Machine Pages.  Two loads if I change the bed sheets.  Depends on how much material I have for the written page.  Not much happening.  I write all the exciting stuff here.  Laughing.

Beverly ..I love the Smart Wool socks also but I hate the top elastic.  It's too tight and leaves a deep dent in my ankles.  I haven't worn any heel holes in any of mine yet- but I have like 20 or 30 pairs.  So lots of pairs in rotation. The socks keep my feet nice and warm. When new- the used to be itchy. But I am "such a delicate flower" ...... as you are all aware.

Biggest concern- what candy to buy for Halloween.  As we get only two Tricker Treaters (the Twin boys) who didn't participate last October- the candy has to be something husband and I want to eat.  I think we have settled on Kit Kat Bars.  Would be perfect if they had a bagged set of the three chocolates- dark, regular, white.  I like dark- he likes white.  We could give the Twins the regular.  I bought Tootsie Pops last year and they were not kind to my teeth so I dropped off the almost full bag at the Twin's house. I think their parental units would prefer I toss the  extra candy.......... this year.  I could just buy apples.

Daily Notes- October 21st. A bit chilly. Lots of leaves on the ground.

 I stopped buying the prepared grocery meal for myself but the meatloaf one looked very much like this image from the internet.  I tried bulking up the vegetable segment with extra carrots to make the third equation to the other 2/3rds. I like vegetables.

Husband is driving around with the leaf collecting basket behind the riding mower.  Which is, I guess, something men enjoy doing.  Easier than raking.  Which hurts the back. He has headphones on and is listening to music...this project will take forever.  Ah, the Sun is coming out.

I repaired all the socks in my basket that had holes in the heels.  I wear out the heel. Well, not the heel- the bottom of the heel of my foot.   Not the toes. So I have three "new" repaired pairs of socks to wear this winter plus one extra sock.  The rest of my socks are Smart Wool.  Great socks.  After you wash them a lot and the let go of the "itchy" wool thing.  I just wish they had lesser elastic in the tops.  Or I had thinner ankles.

The three book series I am reading would make such GREAT movies.  A large family of big hulking boys (men) and one slight pale sister with white hair living on an island in the North Sea.  And this small 3 year old. AGOT.  Who talks in CAPITAL LETTERS.  AGOT comes into her story in book three.  When she faces up to the exiled Russian Prince (who has been exiled by his father with not a penny).  A grown man and a very loud opinionated 4 year old.  AGOT WANTS....... fill in the blank.  I can see it.....and it would be amazing.  The third book has Christmas. I can hardly wait for the reserve to arrive. 

Author is Jenny Colgan.

The Red Socks are tanking.  Chris Sale was always going to be the weakest link.  6 foot 5 and weighs 176. A stick man.  Not a great pitcher.

Daily Notes- Wednesday, October 20th Cloudy with a chance of being cold

 I'm choosing Soup today.  I don't have cabbage but I can just add more carrots.  Soup isn't Rocket Science.  Just use what you've got.  No reason for a special trip out to the grocery for only one thing. But I can put a small cabbage on the grocery list along with a few onions. I did buy carrots last trip. And daughter brought us Farm Stand corn.  I could make a Corn Chowder. That sounds good. I could remove the kernels and then make stock out of the scraped cobs.  Sounds like a bit of work........and I might be stuck in lazy gear.

A phone call this morning.  All my blood work was perfect.  Which means my cholesterol.  Was perfect. High Five all around.  And I slept all night without sleeping meds- mostly because I was exhausted by the whole medical thing and my two shots.  Both shoulders hurt- ache.  But it's livable.  

Stupid robo calls on the house phone started already.  Now when they ask "can you hear me" (they want a recorded "yes" from you)  I say NO.  And then they hang up on me.  It's just a better situation all around.  Before I was asking why they couldn't find a real job.  Or a better job. And well, that wasn't great.

I finished my book.  Colgan's The Cafe By the Sea.  I have the next in this series up next.  And will try and reserve the third book. I've read all of them before.  A couple times. I like books one and three.

So.  Cold outdoors.  Trees dropping leaves pretty quickly.  Not much of the Fall Beauty New England is known for this year.  Still...absolutely NO Acorns.  The small animals will starve. And my crock pot of cloth won't get the Acorn treatment.  Just dirty brown.  I think I have enough of that.  I need something round with a whole in the middle--really rusting-- to wind cloth and string around and cook in the crock pot out in the garage for a couple days.  Some really interesting string lines.

I have to dig around in the sock basket in my closet for the socks I want to mend.  I have the library sock mending kit for three more weeks.  I need to get busy mending socks while I watch tv....but there isn't much to watch on tv....but sock mending with the Sports guys--that will be fine. Did the Red Socks win?

Daily Notes- Tuesday, October 19th- Annual Medical Visit

 I showered and had no breakfast and went off to my doctor's visit with a coffee and a Larabar.  For AFTER the blood tests.  I think the gal took three vials full. I have thin veins.  I wore nice clothes.

Then a short wait and then the doctor and after that- tetanus and flu shots. One in each arm.  So, am home with three holes in me.  The one in my left shoulder hurts.  Now I just have to do a mammogram and I will be done. ......nope, I need my COVID Booster.  But not today.  Enough is enough.

Started the day with a "rescue me" call from neighbor across the street who needed me to get her recycling out to the curb before I left for my doctor's visit.  And her garbage.  I also broke down a bunch of her Amazon Prime boxes.  And carried her mail to her street side mailbox.  I asked if there was anything else she needed- as I was needing to get into the car.....she said no.  And I jumped in the car- husband was driving. And off we went before she could change her mind.

Traffic on the street where my doctor office turn off is...newly paved with fresh asphalt- the street (road) was getting striping.  What a mess.  Long lines of "going one mile an hour" traffic.  Couldn't they have done it overnight????  Anyway.  I am at home and finally had my oatmeal and a second cup of coffee.  And now, a book or the sports channel and a blanket.  I might just sit with my resting eyes closed.

On the way home- sirens and lights on two State Cars and then an ambulance with siren and all its lights flashing at the intersection.  So, we didn't go straight.  We turned and were happy to arrive home safely.

I would have loved to have a runny egg on toast with sautéed greens today.  That would have been perfect. But...no where to get that.  So...like I mentioned- time for a nap.  I'm supposed to have one 30 minute walk each day.  And eat a healthy low carb diet.  And lose weight.  None of those things will happen today. 

My doctor did admit I am the healthiest (youngest looking) 75 year old in her care.  I'll be happy enough knowing that.

Daily Notes- October 18th- Chilly with clouds

 The clean counter top. Very Zen.

Patriots- what a horrible way to lose a game.  A game they were winning.  So disappointing.  Can we fire the coach???  Impeach him?

Grocery store today- was lucky to find prepared chicken dinners for husband.  I didn't find anything lucky for me.  I have a few things I could prepare.  But....just not in the mood.  I did make rice yesterday for myself and added peas.  I still have some I can eat for lunch.

Tomorrow the doctor and lab work.  So, I'll bring toast and something to drink for after they take blood.

It's cold in the house today.  My hip still has a pinched nerve or something.  Not easy to get around.  Not much at the library today.  Couldn't find a book for husband.  Got repeats for myself.  Shelves were a bit bare.  My library is VERY busy.  So, finding books on shelves is iffy.  I am just wanting EASY for reading. I don't want to have to concentrate on anything.  I have books here for concentrating.  I renewed them so I have longer to get back into them.  After the doctor visit.  After tomorrow.

I was thinking, considering......making something. Like...cooking.  Considering cooking something that isn't a sandwich, rice or toast.  But then..I thought why bother.  Maybe making a dessert.  Jello.

Daily Notes- Sunday October 17th- A Mouse.

 A Mouse. In the House.  Now dead.  With cheese in his or her mouth.  Looks like a Toy Mouse.

 I have been throwing things away and scrubbing surfaces all  morning.  Husband is setting the trap again tonight.  I would still be tossing and cleaning but I moved wrong and a shooting pain in my left side and hip is keeping me from my cleaning tasks. Collections of things like restaurant soy packets are now in the trash. As are all the wire and paper twist ties.  And the garlic.  And rubber bands.  I also scrubbed the very little used Vitamix. I should pack it away. It got used quite a lot years and years ago.  Now--not at all.

You would think I would make smoothies or juices.  Or let it rip to heat up things into "soup".  I used to.  I even have the additional container to grind seeds or grain into flour. Or rice into rice flour.  When that was something I did and something I ate.  Rice flour and banana mash muffins. Very gritty. That was an elimination diet staple.  I didn't lose weight.  My body is fiercely protective of my bulk.

There won't be any Football Pizza.  I don't feel like making my own dough and there is none in the freezer.

I renewed all my books.  I am re-reading Colgan's Beach Street Bakery.  Reading is slowing down.  I am tired. Lamps have to be on in the darker than before house.  I went up and down the stairs too often.  That might be another reason for the hip pain.  Was knee pain yesterday.

I have a regularly scheduled annual checkup with my doctor this week.  I'll try and get my blood work done.  Lipids.  Will possibly get a flu shot if doctor has any supplies.  I have a bit of anxiety about going out to see the doctor.  It's outside the boundaries I set for myself.  We'll talk about that.  Doctor and I.  I've know her a long long time. She's as cranky and opinionated as I am......more than I am.  My doctor visits are one long argument and then a hug goodbye.  We skipped the hug last year and will likely skip it this year as well.

Daily Notes- October 16th= Another Try with the Cloth and a Sore Knee

 I changed out the top strip.  And gave it all a press.  I haven't straightened any edges as that means clearing off the cutting mat and it's covered in junk-and where is the rotary cutter????.  That outer edge fabric- this is all there is (a few scraps) so...it's this or a complete re-start.  I didn't realize it was so crooked. Wow--it's really crooked.  This is what happens when you cut strips with scissors --better to rip.

I watched some Red Socks baseball but they lost (long after I went to bed).  The game wasn't as slow and boring as I expected but still not exciting.  Previous to the baseball I watched a PBS episode (recorded) on the world's tallest, thinnest skyscraper- being built in New York City.  Apartments will be 59 million each.  Only two elevators. Space is same as a basketball court. There's no room for any more elevators. I can't imagine someone paying 59 million and sharing an elevator. And getting the furniture up-? No stairs were mentioned.  I got a chill.  Thinking of the Towers on 911.

My right knee is feeling weird.  Achy. Ready to collapse on me. Too many trips up to the Magic Attic looking for cloth. 75. The knees tend to give out first. Or the mind and then the knees????  Or the heart and forget the knees? 75.  Might need to move the Magic Attic down to the first floor.

I tried a new to me Sweet Soy Sauce.  Gluten free.  Availability in my grocery store is hit or miss and none of the other stores carry it.  I looked for it on the internet and Amazon had it.  $19.95 for 10 ounces. It costs around $4 at the grocery.  Shipping was $4.  Then I read the comments. EVERY shipped bottle arrived cracked and leaking.  No refunds.  Amazon policy.  No refunds for damaged product.  The "shipping" wasn't even a padded bag.  Wow.  Just Wow. Amazon.  What a joke.

I am now checking out recipes for making my own sweet soy sauce.  Looking for one that doesn't involve strange ingredients I can't buy locally.  So far...... it doesn't look promising. Kikkoman.  I know you'll be asking. And it's amazing.  Just Fricking AMAZING.  My daughter says it's amazing on EVERYTHING.  I've only ever had it on steamed rice with vegetables.  Because I have only the one bottle.  Half full. Daughter is on the hunt.  That Girl is a Treasure- now that we are OLD. Before that.....sigh.

Daily Notes- October 15th. Cloudy.

 What I am working on. A few inches larger than a sheet of typing paper.  The bottom half is fine and the strips at the bottom are merely auditioning as I want to add borders..  I am not so sure of the brown strip at the top.  But the light is bad- it is dark in the house this morning. The leaves are appliquéd to the surface. Cut from a larger very wild fabric.

I have sewn things on and taken them off.  I have added borders and removed them.  All hand sewing. Time consuming which is why I am doing it.  To take up TIME.  Not watching news.  Sports shows are not as entertaining.  Hallmark is boring. Law and Order is boring.  Castle repeats are also boring- I once loved the show. We did watch the Tampa Bay game last night. And instead of Football Pizza we had cheesecake and coffee.

Reading- my eyes are dry- the house is dry- and my eyes are tired.  That was one of the reasons for the Sports Shows.  I could listen but not be using my eyes. Except to roll them at some of the dialogue.

This all began with a strip of cloth from a bag of scraps sent to me by Dee near Boston. It's directly above the center brown oval at the bottom.  Trying to make other cloth "play well" with that rectangle hasn't been easy.  But it has been something to do- something to try and solve. The embroidered white lines helped so very much-just as I was 99% ready to just give up.

What I have learned is that any cloth I have purchased -plays well with all the others I buy.  It seems to be internal rather than planned.  The new cloth from HoAnnes' has already collected three or four others that could be siblings.  I hadn't noticed them in the Magic Closet until this new cloth- was purchased.

That top brown strip.  Taking it off.  The easiest solution is a fourth border of the orange and brown ovals and pink dots. And possibly one more orange oval appliquéd above the white line near the top.

I looked and looked but not one polka dot fabric in magenta on cream.  But now that I think- there is one more tub of cloth.  Way back by the window. In the Magic Attic. Juvenile stuff.  For baby girl quilts.

The new cloth scraps sent by mail.....now that sends things into a tail spin for awhile until I figure it out.  Another delicious cloth that came in the mail has attracted three of my own fabrics to it.  Magnetically. They are all very slightly similar so the trick will be to find other "not the same" fabrics to "make it work". Fabric Games are the Best Games- and the most frustrating.

Daily Notes- October 14th- sunshine and Golden Maple Leaves

 I actually got some images pasted on to the desktop calendar.  I had found some free used copies of Real Simple at the library and most of the art is from those magazines.  Sliced and diced and then reassembled.

I didn't read yesterday but did find a strip of dark cloth for the top edge of the cloth I am sewing.  I also appliquéd another leaf to the lower edge.  It's still not done.  Like a recipe you think will benefit  from the addition of one more thing and then..no, it needs something more.  Usually, for me, these additions do not add up to anything worth eating.  And with cloth- I can UN-sew.  Not with cooking.

I wrote the check for the electric bill.  Sans AC units.  So the amount was okay. We will be paying 40 to 55% more for heating oil this winter.  In past years- a $500 bill for heating oil was the regular charge.  And we kept the inside temps at 60 and 40.  Forty at night. and wore sweaters (two) and wool socks. I think one winter when money was tight here.....we even wore mittens and hats in the house.   

I won't go that far.  We have a newer furnace now and doors on the bedroom wing so we only heat the rooms we are in.  And south side Sun...... keeps the kitchen and dining area warm.

I watched two Hallmark movies.  One from 2009 and one new 2021.  In the 2009 movie, when it was time for the "kiss" it was delivered with enthusiasm (repeatedly) on the part of both man and woman.  In the 2021 movie they were grimacing as they drew close to each other and it was painful to watch.  There should have been large letters on the screen AWKWARD.  And they couldn't get far enough away from each other....after.  I wondered if they would both wipe their mouths with their hands.  And say ICK!!!

I will look for older movies this holiday season.  The awkward body language ruins the movies. So why bother watching them?????  It's not like the stories are that interesting. Different settings and actors but same old stories. And the coffee cups never have liquid in them (at least put some weight in the cups).  I might need to find a new source of entertainment. Or read TWO books each day.

Daily Notes- October 12th. Sunshine.

 View from the couch where I read books and watch sports commentary.  There used to be a framed watercolor over the desk but we took all the art off the walls when we got this room painted.  Just before COVID arrived in March to change us forever.

I think the watercolor is in the bookcase leaning against the wall.  I never replaced the shelving.  I did put the alcohol bottles back into the space minus shelves.  And all the cloth art is also gone.  Taken down and folded/rolled and put into the Attic.  And I never replaced any of the furniture.  No chairs- just two couches. No area rug.  Now...after almost 2.5 years of COVID- I just don't care anymore. I never SEE real live people.  I wave at neighbors as they walk past with their dogs.  But we don't stand close enough to talk.

Will it be like this forever?  Seems like it might.

I watched the Saints play football last night.  It's like a different game.  The way they play.  Sometimes way more physical.  Way more brutal.  But not boring and the game went past much faster than a regular football game- which most identifies with watching paint dry.  Of course baseball is still the best way to watch paint dry. Do you think the quarterback takes any info from the coaches????

I finished off the bag of Cheetos extra crunchy yesterday instead of having dinner.  I will have dinner today.  Promise.  I am out of yogurts and Cheetos and lettuce and cheese for a sandwich.  So I will have to eat the prepared meatloaf meal I bought.  Like a regular adult person.

I did hand press different pieces of cloth yesterday.  Pinning some to the dining room wall.  Just to have a look.  A few of them are prime contenders.  It's just a matter of deciding which direction I want to take. Or more so- where the cloth wants to go.  It hasn't been given what it wants yet.  so......keep looking.

Daily Notes- October 11th- A Sunshine Day

 So.....the football was less than great.  It seemed too violent.  Too mean spirited. For sure too many players were injured.  The World burning down around us.

Husband is doing the last chore on the October List.  Hoses.  Draining them and rolling them and tying them and then I will help with the getting them down the five steps into the crawl space.  Where they spend the Winter months.

We had football pizza.  I put the frozen ball of dough in the microwave and during commercials I hit defrost for 2 or 3 minutes and then let it go until another commercial.  If I remembered.  And on my side of the pizza- strips of red and green bell peppers from the freezer.  Got my side of the pizza less crispy. but I was wanting more vegetables.  Not that the addition met any dietary standards.

I also watched some Hallmark Fall Movies.  Fake Walmart leaves, pumpkins and apples.  The large baskets of apples weighed in at nothing by the looks of the actors loading them up onto the porch for the "big festival" with just their finger tips.  And the lost BBQ sauce recipe of grampa's.  I switched to something else but don't remember what.  And then realized my husband had gone off to bed hours before.

Daily Notes- October 10th. Another chilly, cloudy day here in Maine.

 Closing up the garden means putting the old stuff into the compost bins.  I always add shredded junk mail all year long.  I know brown paper is best- I used to save and put the brown paper grocery bags thru the shredder and then into the compost bins but now the paper bags cost 5 cents each.  Worms love brown paper.  And I use my recyclable  grocery bags now and do not purchase bags at the store. 

And I used to buy fresh ground coffee beans and make filtered coffee and the used grounds went into the compost bins.  Worms LOVE coffee grounds. So October is fill the compost bins month.  Stuff from the garden.  The Annual flowers from the containers.  Leaves.  Grass clippings.  Tons of leaves.  I used to have this barrel shaped thing with fishing line that whipped around and shredded dry leaves into leaf dust.  But I don't know what happened to it.  Worms love leaf dust.  The container soil is sifted to removed roots and stored in garbage cans for next year.  It's sterile and will last the rest of my gardening life.

Sigh.  It's been slow and boring here at the house.  The Postal Pony Express did bring me a package yesterday.  Eight Days from Boston to Maine. Blues.  Blue cloth. All of it odd shaped scraps.  It's hard to imagine the happiness one, here in lonely Maine, feels when she gets a package.   I ran my hands over each piece to flatten and press it.  There is one fabric with green leaves.  I have to think of something wonderful for that fabric.

I bought (more) new paddles for winding floss.  I have bags of floss from my days of teaching hand appliqué (I included thread, needles and fabric into the class fees so all the ladies had the right things and could be successful- I hated paying a large amount of money for a class and the teaching materials fell far short of being useful- I also hated paying for a class and then having to help the women seated nearby with their projects as the highly paid teacher dithered about the room being useless). So I have a lot of floss.  And eventually storage boxes for all the floss.  I'm 75. I will never use it all.  But I am working each day to find uses for some of it. I am using it for any and all hand sewing.  Not using spool thread except in the sewing machine.  Mending George's pants.  And my own.  Possibly- all my clothing will be embroidered in the next 10 years?  If my eyes hold out.  And my fingers. They tend to cramp up these days.  Getting old.  It's hard.  When.... inside your head..... you're still 20 or 30 years old.

Daily Notes- October 9th. It's Saturday.

 This was an image off the chair site but I think I liked the little porch.  I had one like this in Florida. It wasn't painted this color but- wow...if it had been. My Dad drove down to Florida and helped my husband build something like this on the back of the house- screens not windows.  I intended to have orchids growing inside.

We moved a few minutes later, it seemed..  The company transferred husband from spending long days in Miami (working)  and then weeks in the Virgin Islands (working?) to Chicago.  Meaning the family would be living in Chicago (alone) and husband would be in Europe (working).  Not living at home. Eventually...... just when I was happy with my job and friends (two years? three?)----they moved the family to Europe and husband was still not living with us- just Friday night to Sunday. And I had no job and no friends and lived with two VERY ANGRY children (early and pre teens) who DID NOT WANT TO BE In GERMANY. And hated me.  Deeply. Every single day that first year.

And just when I was loving Europe and both kids were in College- back to Chicago. New house, no job and no friends. And husband AT HOME.  OMG.  And three years later- here.  And we never moved again.

This little porch reminded me of all the things I still thought were possible.....so long ago.

It might rain.  Clouds in my coffee.

No Sports to watch on tv.  Vacuum hose is still out- I could do the bedroom wing floors.

I'll probably read The Hating Game again.  I know I just finished it the other day.  But I like the book- so why not???  It's an early copy.  The more current copies have a cute little add-on of what happened after the book ended.  Two executives seated across from each other in an office.  Playing the Hating Game. Written by the same author who wrote Second First Impressions.  Another book I LOVE.  I also have the 99% Solution?.  Same author.  I might read that today.  It's been awhile.  My best intentions are to buy all three books.  I just haven't done it yet. Australian author.

Daily Notes- October 8th. Sunshine

 Sink Painting.  Giving me an idea that I could actually just paint my bathroom or kitchen sink.  

I took a shower this morning.  I woke up cranky.  A shower usually helps with crankiness. Hot Water.

I also had my usual breakfast of coffee and oatmeal and THEN I remembered to make toast.  Now..I'm all set for the day (I have nothing for lunch as I finished off the hot dogs a few days ago but did make a romaine lettuce, mayo and Swiss cheese sandwich yesterday)  I do have late afternoon Cheetos.  Which is  the best reason on Earth to force myself to live thru the late morning and early afternoon blahs.

Yesterday I carried the shredded paper  and the compost pail out to the compost bins and noticed the squash plant growing in the bins has covered the entire front of two of the bins (6 feet by 3 feet).  It makes flowers but only male ones.  So has never made an actual squash. Living the good life without children to care for.  There is a cherry tomato plant growing inside the bins and it has fruit.  I am thinking of taking the porch plants and planting them in the compost bins.  That was their final destination anyway- so why not go early???? Two tomato plants, one bell pepper and some herbs.  They may shed seeds for next year.

I need more vegetative additions to the bins.  Right now it's mostly shredded paper.  I will add leaves eventually but right now I could use some cow manure or a big bucket of used coffee grounds from Starbucks.

I also vacuumed half the house.  today I have to finish off the bedroom and bathroom floors.