Me, Myself and Memories

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  Noreen 3:49 pm on January 23, 2025 Permalink  

  An Outing 

  Even a trip to our grocer’s qualifies as an outing.  Dennis did the chauffeuring.  Of course we did an entire sweep of the town afterwards.  Not much to see but my curiosity was quelched.

  With KNUJ giving me the latest and greatest within our listening area, I found the fabric I was seeking in the studio.  Sometime after I went to bed last night and before I got up this morning, I knew I wanted the canvas fabric I have had for some time to see the light of the studio environment.  Of course the threads I have out for an embroidery project are just going to have to wait a bit.  I do want to make us some new placemats for our refectory dining room table before I embroider on them.  Then I also pulled out a leaflet on making totes for grocery shopping.  Considering the pile of plastic grocery bags under one of the kitchen stools that is waiting to be dealt with . . . it might not be a bad idea.

  I had the canvas fabric on the church tables about to pick up a tape measure when I spied with my little eye, the amount of softener salt crystal in the corner of the studio where the brine tank is for the softener.  The ole Filter Queen vac was called into service.  As long as it was suited up for action, I did a bit more of the tidy tidy.  Man that beast of a vac is cumbersome and heavy to operate.  Physical therapy 101 for sure.  The only thing plastic on it is the collar that the attachments fit into.  It is heavy steel in the wand and the attachments. 

  So . . . there is no shortage of things to keep me at my prime.  Ya right!  My prime is long gone.  What is left is a skeletal frame with certain portions having been replaced.  I go forward each day with mischief, audacity and building a good story.  I think what is appreciated is that my mind is sharp and if I can think about doing something . . . I will work at it until the mission is completed. 

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 4:01 pm on January 22, 2025 Permalink  

  Damp Day 

  There is enough humidity in the air to allow a snowflake once in awhile.

  During this cold spell, I spent time at my desk in the bedroom porch of mine.  It has been a good feeling to get to several projects that I had on the far, far back burner.  The first was the circular wooden box of Ester Schafer’s.  It is now a sewing box holding many of the mini pillows I have stitched.  The second was using some of Esther’s silk floss that is now a bell pull sampler hanging next to our front door.

  The third project is now done.  I have been saving some small wooden blocks for decades.  They had been stored in Esther’s wooden box.  They were 1.5 x 1.5 varnished and waiting.  My dad, Raymond, had cut them for me.  Dad passed away in 1992.  Hmm.  These blocks have waited and needed to have something done with them.  You all know I was not going to do away with them.

  These blocks are now donning decals on all sides.  Some floral decals, some Christmas ones.  They are now housed in a wonderfully wooden bowl that my great uncle, Roy Grunewald, worked his magic on in his workshop.  Dad spent many hours at Roy’s house as Dad learned the ins and outs of using wooden shapes to be glued together and then turned on a wood lathe.   I have a lamp base and two smaller vessels that Dad turned out using walnut wood.

  

  I come from lineage that always had something going on the side after their daily work was done.  Did they think idle hands were the work of the devil?  I can’t speak to that.  What I can attest to is being creative comes second nature and it is oh so rewarding.

  The older priceless treasures have been touched and finished.  

  Today I went to the studio and pulled an embroidered pattern I had downloaded some time ago.  The pattern used Maderia brand embroidery threads.  I use only Isacord brand.  The first thing I had to do was to go online and find a conversion chart to print out matching color for color.  I liked the design enough to purchase it, so it warrants embroidering it.  All the spools are lined up on one of the church tables like sentinels.  I am giving serious thought on what to embroider it on.  Time will tell.

  Dennis is having a meal in a dish of the leftovers of last night’s supper.  I am having a steaming bowl of oatmeal.  It’s a win, win for each of us.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 3:34 pm on January 20, 2025 Permalink  

  So It Is 

  Today my goal for the morning was met.  Down into the studio with my shoes giving my feet good support, I made tracks.  Walking around the two church tables . . . around and around with KNUJ playing in the background.  Walking is walking.  Moving is moving to keep me going.

  While I was in the studio, I laid out some future plans.  When I had worked on a quilt for Megan with the OESD’s design package, “The Words of Wisdom,” I had some designs that were either duplicates or extras.  I have six of those extras.  I did cut each of them all down this forenoon to 9″ x 11.5″.  I pulled material to make them up into a small lap robe or a small quilt.

  I came upstairs with paper and pencil to plot out the rest of the story.  I believe it can be about 41″ x 61″ using plain colored block to intertwine with the embroidered blocks.  The 3 yards of flannel I pulled out to back it with, I need to pre-wash as flannel does shrink.  Shrink it now before completing the project, as the 100% woven cotton will not shrink.  

  My goal had been to use up some of the possibilities that were in the stashes, thus two placemats received embroidering.  I had very little left to use as a gift for . . . any occasion I make it.

  So what does the sewing machine work, the hand stitching work or reading add to my days?  It enhances my resilience.  When I attend to something else other than the stress of everyday life, or arthritic aches and pains, it helps.  It allows my mind to clear and detach.  I become so absorbed that it shifts me from small and annoying stressors.  My mind is in my safety zone.  

  Off and on snow squalls are making a showing.  Within the sheltered spots of the drive, there is a bit of collection.  Anything in the open has been relocated over and over with the wind. 

  For my money, I think a hot bowl of bean and ham soup with buttered toast will fill the bill for supper.  I will accept any other offer if it will be set in front of me at supper time.  Yaa, that is as unlikely as the thermometer here in my bedroom porch reading the outside temp at 50 degrees.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 3:35 pm on January 19, 2025 Permalink  

  Today is Sunday 

  This day is Sunday and I have quarantined myself to the first floor of our home due to a cold cement floor and cold walls in the studio.  Bummer.

  When I poured breakfast coffee into my northern wall cup this morning, the steam rose like a volcanic reaction.  The coffee was tasty and the second cup stayed hot longer.

  About the only positive spin I could put on the winter of these last months is that with no snow, ice or sleet, there is nothing coming into the house that may have been caught on the bottom of the shoes.  Dennis makes untold number of trips from the patio porch to the house during the course of his days.  Me . . . not so much.  The reason being he has no options for his awake time to keep his interest.  Really unfortunate, but that is how it is.

  There ‘s been more traffic moving in the bitter cold as the afternoon has gone by.  As I was stitching and having a YouTube video on in the foreground of my desk, a vehicle caught my line of sight pulling into Stauffer Avenue.  Yup . . . it was the little red pickup heading to the garage.  Dennis, Dennis.   

  I have been stitching and reading for this day.  Any progress is good.  It is amazing how making one stitch over another to make a cross does count up. Watching videos, in certain geographical areas, there are many that find stitched projects to save in thrift stores.  Those that save them are stitchers themselves.  The Goodwill thrifters soon pick up on the fact that the inventory is all color coded to indicate how long it has been in the store before it is moved on to the next step, whatever that may be.

  We had a supper last night of sautéed jumbo shrimp, instant potatoes and greens.  This evening, I will brown the leftover potatoes, mix in some scrambled eggs and cut up breakfast sausage and call it a skillet meal.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 3:16 pm on January 18, 2025 Permalink  

  Bright and Sunny 

  During a cold snap as what we are going through, I am so thankful we had Watson’s vent the furnace to the south side of the house.  There is no worry of the excess ice shutting down the furnace.

  The studio was visited today.  I have a total of seven blocks that each have an embroidery of “Words of Wisdom” on them.  I went on to make a quilt of more of them for Megan to take to college.  I have them all trimmed to one size.  The next step will be to find some fabric to use as sashing from my stashes in between them.  I didn’t stay in the studio but for several hours.

  The sun has so much power.  Sitting in my bedroom porch putting out the blog entry, it can be felt.  Beware when the sun goes down.

  I have a book started as well as a hand stitching project.  Neither have a soon to be finished timeline.  Having a few irons in the fire allows me to stay as busy as I want.

  Dennis’ daughter Denise stopped in for a bit.  She works at one of the three Casey’s here in town.  Their donut maker is out for quite a spell.  Denise will have 33 days without a break.  She is looking forward to mid February to stay with grandkids while the parents take a cruise.  We commiserated with her.

  Nothing new to report.  We are all in the same boat . . . staying safe in the cold as well as staying warm.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 3:45 pm on January 17, 2025 Permalink  

  A Mission Completion Day 

  Hello studio, did you miss me?  Today my plan was to totally finish up two projects and clean up behind them.  It’s always more fun to go back to the studio when it is tidy and ready to go. 

  I will say that my photos today were reduced but are pulling large.  I will have to check this out later.

  

  After some heavy stitching that was a test, a new needle, checking for wayward threads and oiling, the heavy stitching was a placemat that had the same heft as some of the rugs Orlin and I had done on our Newcomb Flying Shuttle rug loom.  There were no glitches at all.  Success would have been sweeter if I had nudged the design a bit to the right by a quarter of an inch . . . but, who’s counting?  Me!  After I had the machine tidied up, I spent some time revisiting what was loaded onto the machine for possible designs to embroider out.  If anyone wanted to shelter in place for the long haul, there are 0ver 250 designs to choose from for embroidering.  Using the straight side of sewing I couldn’t begin to count the options.  Imagination is the only limitation.

  Sometime last summer-fall, I pulled out what had been the kids’ grandmother’s hank of silk embroidery floss.  You know I never let go of items that I have an emotional attachment to.  Yes, memories of Ester Schafer, come with those emotions.

  When there had been a shop on Highway #7 called Stitch-ville, both Carrie and I had shopped there separately or together.  I retained a nice stash of some of what had been purchased.  The silk floss was going to be used on a yard of binding, it being only 3″ wide with 2.25″ of stitching space.

  Today was the day of hemming this band and giving it a good pressing.  I had no pattern but the stitches seemed to find their way home.   

  

  The stitching needed the magnifying lamp and there may have been lulls in the stitching and how long each time I was good for. Right now I am having an issue with the photos and another day I will do some trial and error to fix it.  I do know that I pulled the photos from the file folder to make sure the titles would be included.  The photo from this afternoon looks like we have lots of snow.  Not. We have no snow at all.

  Dennis and I are having Subway for supper taking advantage before the real cold of winter sets in and would blow us a way.  It may be 32 degree out but it feels like zero.

  Take care and with that I will take my leave.  ♥

  

  

  

   
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  Noreen 3:28 pm on January 14, 2025 Permalink  

  Tues the 14th 

  I can report that the trip to Mankato went off without a hitch.  Dennis’ eye injection went well and the next one is April 7th.  Good going.

  That saying, I did not do much in and outing of the warm vehicle for very much extra shopping.  I can share that here in Lewis Drug I paid $26.00 and some odd cents for the same size in Sam’s Club for a package of two for $31.00.  Small town shopping is what it will always be.

  Today, I have an embroidery loaded, but not before a cleaning under the hood, a new needle and a bit of oil.  While that is working away, I am back at dusting shelves on the south wall of the studio.  Though my sander was equipped with a dust bin, the second trunk I will be working on is out in the car garage for a very good reason.  The dusting was needed before I ever plugged in the little sander.  A great way to start 2025 is with a tidier environment. 

  I have had to stop the sewing machine several times as actually the machine stopped the process for me.  An error message clued me in that somewhere in the design of starting and stopping the needle’s location a bit of thread landed where it was not needed.  I don’t get upset when that happens.  It’s all in the owning a wonderful computer.

  I have all the fixings out for making a batch of chili tomorrow.

  My stitch count for completion on the embroidery is another 15 Minutes of the 26,000 it started out as.

  The studio is cool today and tomorrow I will have the design ready for a photo op.  As soon as the machine is quiet, I will be shutting down the studio.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 10:04 am on January 13, 2025 Permalink  

  Nippy 

  The morning sun does help to focus on that and not the chilly weather.

  Today we need to go to Mankato for Dennis’ eye injection.  It has been a long time since we have been out of town.  The appointment is at 2:30.  The plan is that I can do a bit of shopping before that. 

  Yesterday, I tried out an applique pattern on the embroidery module.  There was a heavy black placemat that was the target.  I did go ahead and use a bit of the plush red fabric.  The worst would be a bit of pink on the thread.  Trial and error.  It was white thread throughout and that gave me a chance to do some dusting while I kept an eye on the machine. 

  As in everything else, keeping my hand in the things that bring me joy is a large portion of maintaining a balanced life.  I can only do so much in assisting Dennis with his days.  I do remember back to 2021 after the stroke and heart surgery.  Kevin and Kersten had come to get me after the surgery on a Saturday and I knew Carrie was coming the next day to help me work through how to take care of the dressing, bathing and such going forward.  Carrie told me that I needed at times like this to put me first.  Hmm.

  It may sound harsh, I do do what serves me with healthy choices and decisions on a day-by-day basis.  I take care of Dennis to the best that I can but I will not jeopardize . . . me.  I have come through many surgeries well doing what has been advised and I have a wonderful full life.  I have plans going forward.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:57 pm on January 12, 2025 Permalink  

  Better Day 

  All is well in this ole arthritic body.  Keep moving is the secret to most ailments.  A good night’s rest doesn’t hurt either.

  When I checked on the plush red fabric soaking in a small bowl of cold water in the studio . . . the water was pink.  Hmm.  I now have another sample, 100% cotton, of red soaking to see how this one fares.  High tech experiments going on.

  Once I am in the studio, I always find something to do.  Today, the shelf that also holds the HP printer got a sifting, sorting and dusting.  I have two plastic old time puce green lunch trays that hold all sorts of goodies.  Some for the sewing machine and also for making stitching fun.

  Today I was curious about my sewing machine.  On Facebook, the group I belong to has interesting tidbits about their machine.  Today, I checked and my machine has 23,000,000 stitches to date.  It runs like a top and by following the prompts that come up, many more millions yet to be stitched.

  When I got up this morning and sat on the edge of my bed to allow the equilibrium to set in, the dry little flakes of snow floating caused a memory.  In the days of growing up with Raymond and Lena, we raised and butchered all likes of protein.  When it was time to take care of the ducks, mom was right there with an old pillow case to collect the breast feathers of the ducks.  One year we did have several geese and those breast feathers were indeed choice.

  After butchering, the pillow case with the saved feathers would hang on the clothes line for a long time.  It was Elvera and my job to often take hold of the bottom of the pillow case and give it several good shakings, even tipping it upside down.  Mom had sewn the pillowcase shut.  Air needed to be incorporated into the treasure within as sometime in the future we would have down-filled feather bed pillows.  Each time we did our duty, very fine little feathers would somehow escape the thin worn threads of the pillowcase and float off.

  This morning the dry snowflakes floating away reminded me of some of those days on the Boon Lake Township farm.  Priceless.

  Each day can be different from the day before.  Today was a good day.

  With that I will take my leave.

   
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  Noreen 3:33 pm on January 11, 2025 Permalink  

  Not Good 

  This is a day when I will say, the arthritis is close to making me feel crabby.  I am not thinking that way but my body is making me feel really really crabby inside.  This may be one of those days that are not good.

  I am staying busy so as to not allow myself to wallow in discomfort.  Busy does help.

  Dennis took an outing today to a gun show in the Northrup School along Highway 15 going into Fairmont.  I know he will enjoy catching up with many of the fellows that take in these trade shows.

  I snagged a cookie sheet down from the shelves above the refrigerator.  I think a sheet of the frozen Rodes Cinnamon Rolls is a good fit for this day.  I cover them with a sheet of cling wrap that I have sprayed some Pam on.  The Pam side covers the rolls and the yeast of the rolls make their own heat to allow them to raise.

  I had a shirt of mine that needed a side seam sewn back up.  The seam had unraveled much like the feed sacks could be opened when Dad brought them home from the Hutchinson Feed Mill.  I used the serger sewing machine that Kersten gave me that had been her grandmother’s.  I don’t use it often, but when it’s needed . . . can’t beat it.

  I do want to do a bit more of Christmas stitching.  I have some towels that a Christmas design would look good on.  The OESD embroidery patterns have some neat Christmas designs to applique.  Applique is when coordinating fabric is chosen and the embroidery is what sews around the fabric giving it a finished edge and also stitches in additional dimension.  I pulled out some fabric that I had used when I did the Santa autopsy giving him a new life in a new suit.  The fabric is plush and a red as red gets.  I cut off a small piece and it is in a container of cold water to see if the red bleeds out into the water.  It wouldn’t be a good thing to do up some towels to have them ruined the first time they were in the laundry.  The next thing I will try is taking that scrap of red and wringing it into one of my white dish towels from my kitchen drawer.

  I unpacked some grocery items that we had bought from the Dollar General into the cabinets in the cistern closet.

  Dennis came home and  I closed down the studio to catch up with him.  So far the studio stairs have not been a good fit for Dennis.  They are very narrow and if he doesn’t travel them, he can’t get hurt.

  The chicken Rueben is doing a repeat for supper.

  It is now time for me to get the Rodes Cinnamon Rolls into the oven.  

  With that I will take my leave