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  • Noreen 4:39 am on February 7, 2017 Permalink  

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    post-a-noteI need to make a note for myself for the next time I go into the eye doctor’s office. What really are my choices for the lens materials that is available for glasses?

    Not so long ago, I could run water over my glasses, use a clean white lint free dish towel and I would be good to go for the day. The composite of these is: smear, smear – and more smear. I realize lens material is no longer glass as they are no longer so heavy that they always sit on the end of one’s nose. I believe these have something to do with glare.  Okay, I could understand being in my sewing studio under many fluorescent lights . . .  the glare thing. There is a little towelette given to you when you pick up a new pair of glasses and they will also sell you a spray bottle to be used for cleaning.  Either are not very effective.

    I just want to be able to see past the smears or in between the smears. I spend more time each morning cleaning my glasses than I do when brushing my two pair of teeth. UGH!

     
  • Noreen 6:26 am on February 6, 2017 Permalink  

    A quiet day today. I took time to research some authors for my Aunt Janet. She loves to read. I have remembered two of her favorite authors, and from there it was just hunt and peck and find authors that had similar story lines. Upon that completion I gave her a call and we chatted for a good 45 minutes. Janet has never had children and her husband has been gone for some time. Janet does go and help her nephew Dan. Dan is a confirmed bachelor and still likes to do a lot of the “good ole days” living. Dan and Janet are a good team.

    I continue with a timely sewing studio project. I have an unlimited amount of patience for the project to come into fruition. It may not be evident, but that same level of patience extends to those around me. The sun was out for most of the day, and with this winter giving us some good days mixed with not so good days, the time is flying.

     
  • Noreen 5:48 am on February 5, 2017 Permalink  

    Dennis was off to a trade show at JackPot Junction. Lots of schmoozing by lots of ole cowboys. I had a quiet day right here on the first floor of our home. There was some reading to do and also some table work as snowflakes still need to be traced and cut. Sitting next to a north window catching squirrels doing somersaults as they nab the last of the berries in the tree – things I miss out on when in the lower lever.

    A good day and I do not have to worry and stress over the Super Bowl as I don’t know who is playing. Ignorance can be bliss. The sewing studio got a well deserved break today. Late yesterday I cleaned the floor of lots of threads and fuzz, and now there will be room for new stuff floating about.

     
  • Noreen 5:33 am on February 4, 2017 Permalink  

    Where did this day fly off to? Ended up with a happy customer on an embroider job and a happy camper when it came to a visit from a long time friend over a pot of coffee this afternoon. Dennis is making supper and I am on board with that. His take: instant mashed potatoes with a can of Campbell’s Chunky soup on top of the potatoes. Sometimes less is more.

     
  • Noreen 4:42 am on February 3, 2017 Permalink  

    I am re-visiting an older craft of mine . . . alterations. It has been decades since I have taken a factory garment apart with intentions of making it better, aka: making it functional.

    Many moons ago I did a fair amount of alteration work for my friend Sharon when we lived just a section apart in Boon Lake Township. Sharon always went home pleased. Time will tell on my latest acquisition. We barely had put the car away from a trip to the northern lands when Brett was in my basement shopping the fabric stash. I have given him a cart-blanche pass. Many families have shared their loved one’s fabric stashes with me and it makes me happy to encourage another quilter. Brett is not the best on colors that are compatible. He left with three yards today, and I told him I would take some time to put together two additional fabrics with measurements of three yards each. He is busy making t-shirt quilts for children of friends who were in school with his children. I also picked up an embroidery order from Brett as one of the blocks in this project needs a bit of extra sentiment.

    If I get too busy and Dennis is sitting at the dining room table with fork and knife in hand, I know a trip to Subway will not allow him to go hungry. I forget about meal times when my sewing studio is humming.

     
  • Noreen 6:10 am on February 2, 2017 Permalink  

    Whenever we have had temps in the mid-thirties, I could not resist cracking open the east bathroom window for a bit during the midday. The winds have been horrific, but the fresh air was too good to leave totally outside. Today, as the tidy bowl lady made her weekly visit to smarten up the bathroom, I was taken aback as to how much dirt was on the shelf adjacent to the window that has brought in fresh air during this last week. I can only imagine from how far away these little grains of dirt came to land on my white shelf.

     
  • Noreen 4:35 am on February 1, 2017 Permalink  

    Every time we have several days of warm weather, I swear the green grass in the front yard seems to have gotten longer. Dennis mowed the lawns for the last time in mid October, and here we are . . . ready or not. I am sure there is plenty of winter left.

    Taking these January thaws is not hard to take. I do notice when the school bus drops the kids off just a bit to the south of our home, invariably the smaller kids are stomping through the water caught in the gutter of the street. Yup, my kids did the very same thing . . . right up to their tiny hinies. I know time cannot be turned back. I am so thankful that God has given me so many vivid heartfelt memories. It has always been my blessing that I have saved the best and leave the rest.

     
  • Noreen 5:23 am on January 31, 2017 Permalink  

    In the Olden Days 

    In the olden days there was nothing to do but find the right person to give you the best answer for your question or your quandary.  Generally that person was Mom.  I knew that there was a rather large library in the town 12 miles to the northeast of us.  I also knew that taking two small children into a new environment that had a lot of things to take, touch and pick up was not a good thing.  I won’t even go into all of the places the kids could have and would have found to hide in. If it was about wall papering, baking, canning, butchering, dressmaking or quilting, the best was to wait until it was afternoon nap time for Carrie and Kevin and then call Mom.  It was a good thing we were both on the same telephone line.  The long distance charges would have broken the piggy banks.  My adviser was with me through the time that my children were adults.  My quest for Mom’s information may have wavered a bit, but I knew she still had more to give when asked.  

    How much I knew, came to light these last two winters when helping someone get started in quilting.  Their impatience came to the surface, but I reminded them I had cut my teeth on sewing from the time my feet could pump the treadle on the sewing machine that sat in our family kitchen.  Even when my legs were a bit short, Michael would be on the floor and wait until I gave the wheel, which was strung with the leather belt which was in turn linked to the treadle near the base of the sewing machine inches from the floor, a turn.  He would give the treadle a pump back and forth.  As the pump would go back and forth, I was able to hit the treadle with the tip of my toes and off I went . . . until I had to stop for alignment of the carpet rags we were sewing.  

    Today the quilting trend is very much alive and well.  I am working with fabrics and sewing accessories that were not around when I was a young mother.  I still like to learn new techniques.  I only live three blocks from a huge new library.  I get my reading literature there every several weeks.  When I want an answer to a question and I want it “now,” I turn to YouTube on my computer.  Any and all questions that could possibly need an answer are there.  I can watch a video, slow the video down or take it back to the beginning as often as needed.  It is similar to having someone right at your elbow.  

    Pressing Ham 001 (440x330)

    A bit of a rocking motion of the iron to follow the curve, plus rotating the project, made for a good flat lying snowflake. I wonder if the Weaver Pres-Kloth Co. in Omaha, Nebraska, is still manufacturing these useful tools.

    As much as my sewing studio sports new equipment to quilt with, to embroider with or to patch jeans, I have many of my old staples just within an arms reach.  Today it happened that I needed the pressing ham.  It is a pillow type of pressing aid that allows items to lay over the curve. Mine happens to be filled with sawdust.  Hmm, in all of Kevin’s curiosity as a tike, I am amazed he didn’t have to find out how much sawdust was in it. It has just the right about of give to be effective when pressing.  The tip of a hot iron doesn’t always do justice when pushed into specific small areas.  Today I was able to get the hot tip of the iron into areas of a snowflake that had no thread stitching.  The fabric was pressed just as if it were lying flat on the ironing board as all the stitching around the snowflake did raise the edges a bit.  

    I am not in any hurry with this latest project, and I will admit the 15 snowflakes the pattern has called for was . . . to say the least, time consuming. Satin stitching around them, and then cutting them out, took a bit out of the old arthritic wrist.  The best part of this, no matter how long it may take me . . . I love the challenges that are within my sewing studio square footage.  I wonder what the concrete company owner, Brett, would say if I asked him for a quote to push out the north wall of the basement.  I don’t need any more square footage on the main level, just here in the basement.  As Kevin would say: tee-hee!  

     
  • Noreen 6:10 am on January 30, 2017 Permalink  

    We did have sunshine off and on today. As I was in my sewing studio, I glanced out of the south windows. There in the sunlight were hues of greens, blues and bronze from the colored jars that were on the shelf catching the rays of the sun. Just the little things that make for a good feeling. The awnings had a continuous dripping of the melting snow from the 30 degree plus temperatures at the peak of the afternoon. All is good as the coming week hopefully brings more sun. Everything is better with sunshine.

     
  • Noreen 5:43 am on January 29, 2017 Permalink  

    A good day for domestic items. Several good library books are near my chair for enjoyment during evening hours. My new prescription to assist in good heart health was $2.00 for the month. While I was in the grocery story, I ran into Gloria. She had made all the pies for the Home Town Café for years. Strawberries were on sale, and as we visited she gave me her Strawberry Pie recipe. Our pie is now chilling in the refrig on Stauffer Ave. It had been a long time since I had made a Crisco pie crust. One thing I will never do again is to stir up a batch of peanut butter cookies and store the dough in the refrig overnight. It was as hard as a brick and took a long time to be workable. The Crisco and peanut butter really chilled out. Chicken tenders are in the oven, boiled potatoes are done and green beans will assist. A very good day for the Grammie on Stauffer. Time will be coming for feet up and checking out the new choices from the library.

     
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