Steamy Out
We did have rain overnight and today it is steamy out.
We have no intentions of going off the homestead this weekend. Dennis and I both feel that all of the picnics and gatherings taking place over this long weekend . . . be safe in your enjoyment.
I worked in the studio this morning. Dennis was doing up what dishes were in the sink from last night’s supper. I put out a SOS. Dennis came down to see how he could help. I had been using exercise weights to help anchor the tee-shirt quilt as it needed to go under the needle. It wasn’t working as well as it had the two previous days. I think it was me that was the culprit. My shoulders were either barking or bucking . . . maybe both.
Dennis sat down being immediately to my left. With his strong arms he could keep the quilt somewhat aloft so the weight would not pull against the needle. When doing free-motion quilting, if the fabric is not moving under the needle, the sewing machine will not stitch. Dennis sure did help. I would like to tell you I was doing flower designs and such. I was thrilled to be able to do a meander that may have been mistaken as a lot of loops, none the same size as another.
My machine never missed a beat. We didn’t break a needle throughout. Halfway through, I had cleaned under the hood, gave it some oil and put in a new needle. It may seem like small stuff but it’s amazingly simple to keep the machine preforming well.
The mail at noon, brought the bill from Boekett Lumber in Truman for the materials of the garage make-over. As I was typing, Dennis’ little red pickup came home from taking the payment to the mail. Sweet. A huge job done and done well. A month ago we didn’t even have the project in mind. In a small community it pays to have “people.” It’s important to pay your bills so people will agree for work that is needed to be done.
For the remainder of the day, my spot is my bedroom porch resting the body.
Oh, by the way . . . This session Kansas and Nebraska will no longer be taxing social security income for a total of 41 states. What the hell is Minnesota waiting for!
With that I will take my leave. ♥