Camping Smell
A camping smell 24/7 from the smoke coming out of Canada. I can smell it, I can see it and . . . I can feel it when I am outside taking in a deep breathe. Yuk!
When we had visited with the Fairfax family before the fourth of July, I had some personal business with Kevin. That being taken care of, in a shy approach, I was asked about a stitching project that was needed in the shop. Of course, I was game. We came home with two shrouds that are used over rather expensive equipment. A portion of each needed to be shortened.
This was like no other hemming project I had done. I measured once, I measured twice before I cut into the vinal backed nylon fabric.
Yesterday, Dennis and I took a road trip to Fairfax to return the goods. I held my breath as Kevin and Kersten each covered the two pieces of equipment. Mission completion. We popped in and out in a New York minute as there was one vehicle on the hoist and the other with the hood open. Of course Dennis and I stopped at Hardee’s in Sleepy Eye for chicken tenders with honey mustard dipping sauce and a shake. A chocolate one for Dennis and a vanilla one for me. A great day all around.
I mentioned to Kevin about Carrie’s idea of putting a door-pull of the edges of my bed-step. Nothing more needed to be said. The door-pulls will be here for implementation the next time the Fairfax team visits.
This morning I rang the bell at Amazon and the door-pulls are on their way to Stauffer Avenue.
In the studio I am hatching out a plan in using my five designs that I stitched in the Congress of Eagles. I was in doubt about a fabric so I texted Megan for her advice. I got great suggestions and I appreciated her getting back to me in short order. Again, Amazon to the recue. While I wait for the delivery, I have machine stitching to do.
Seeing as how the stop at Hardee’s was deemed to be an early supper, I have the check-list for our Subway supper on the dining room table. Later this afternoon we will make a stop at the mail drop, visit the Dollar General to pick up $1.00 bags of Lemon Heads and then on to Subway. Sweet. Dennis’ favorite hard candy is the Lemon Heads so as to keep the mouth freshened. Let me tell you, they are sour. I do one a day. My tongue can’t take anymore.
Tom did the mowing today and it was sorely needed.
With that I will take my leave. ♥