Small Glitch
Small glitch in letting Brian pick up garage materials on this Saturday. Vaughn thought they had a thirty inch service door . . . not to be. It needs to be ordered. As the concrete foundation blocks have allowed for a thirty inch door, so goes the new door. It doesn’t really matter if it is this week or next week for the garage start, as long as it is known that it will be done.
This morning I knew I was hungry for cold tuna sandwiches. I boiled two eggs for the tuna mixture, Lena’s recipe. I diced up the half of Vedalia onion I had double bagged in the refrigerator. I opened two small cans of the Albacore tuna. After eating the white Albacore tuna packed in water, any other tuna, just seems slimy. Personal preference. All mixed together to chill and let the flavors co-mingle.
I have the studio work going in such a fashion that I don’t need to overdue any one aspect of it. I can machine stitch for a while, then stand at the ironing board for a while and let the rotary cutter have a crack as well. It’s all about planning.
This week, I achieved my objective of getting the finished quilts from the basement that I have done from A-Z, four, into the cabinet in the living room. Also one of grandma Lena’s that she had finished for grandma Ester. Ester had pieced the top out of grandpa Art’s shirts. A lot of small prints found in dress shirts of the times. Grandma Lena completed it by hand stitching the full sized quilt. Sweet.
My next project, about to boggle my mind, that the cabinet holds is a very lot of photos. Eenie, meeny, miny, mow. Somehow sorting through them and then handing them off in a very neat Segway. I haven’t gotten past that point yet.
The humidity at 72% , the dewpoint at 74%, not a good feeling outside. I do take care of the livestock chores, but even the critters are not very active.
No news from the north country. No news is good news.
With that I will take my leave. ♥