Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Quick Post

There is a rumor going around the plant -- and from a reasonably reliable source -- that we will be working both Friday and Saturday this weekend.  Said reasonably reliable source said that we are sooo far behind.

I'm wondering how we got sooo far behind in the slowest month of the year -- and if we're this far behind in December, what on Earth are they going to do when peak season hits? 

Plus, I've been put back on 12 hour shifts.  I'm tired as heck, but my bank account is breathing a sigh of relief. 

All that to say, there probably won't be much posting for a while.  Before I go, I wanted to show you the two hats I finished Sunday.  Yes, they are two different hats.  This first one, I'd finished the knitting a while ago.  It just needed a pompom.


This one, I finished over the weekend. 


I like the second one better.  I'm thinking it might end up being a Christmas gift. 

BTW, I did use my Inkle loom to make both pompoms.  I think my technique needs a little tweaking, but it worked really well.  If I ever find time to breathe again, I'll do a post on that. 

For now, I'm going to bed. 

Good night. 

P. S.  If you come to this blog from somewhere other than Facebook, Twitter, or Google Plus, please let me know.  If I'm not getting any traffic from my other sources, I see no reason to keep posting links to them. 

Saturday, December 08, 2018

For Real This Time

It's Saturday for real this time.

All day yesterday, it felt like Saturday to me.  I kept thinking I needed to rush home from work and start some laundry, I needed to do this, I needed to do that.  I needed to set my DVR to record the new cheesy Hallmark movies.  I needed to check the football schedule....and so on and so forth.  Then I'd remember it was only Friday.  I guess it felt like a Saturday because it was overtime.  Which I can't pass up. 

All that to say,  I did go to work yesterday.  Yes, there was some question about whether I would or not.  When the alarm went off, I lay in bed for a moment, thinking that I didn't really have to go in if I didn't want to, but I got up and started getting ready.  When I opened the door to let the dogs out, and saw that it was raining, I thought to myself, "This would be a perfect day to sit in front of the fire, knitting and watching Christmas movies."  I was sorely tempted to go back to bed.  Then I reminded myself, 12 hours at time and a half.  Yeah, that's a mighty expensive nap I'd be taking, so I went on in to work.   One of my millennial coworkers rolled her eyes at me, and said, "You old people love your overtime."  I said, "Yeah, because we are adults with adult bills to pay!" 

I was glad I'd gone ahead and done my shopping Thursday, because it was still raining when I got off.  My tooth was still pretty sore, so I went to bed early last night.  And it was still raining. 

I'd planned on sleeping in this morning, but Rylea insisted I get up at 5:30.  On second thought, when you're used to getting up at 3:00, that is sleeping in.  When I opened the door to let her out, it was raining. 

Still.  Raining.

It rained all day long.  And I do mean All.  Day.  Long.  It was a great day to sit in front of the fire, knit, and watch Christmas movies.  That's exactly what I did.  Other than a couple of loads of laundry, and putting the final touch on the decorating. 


I'd had to wait on that, because I was out of those Command hangers.  You know, the kind that don't damage your walls.  I used finishing nails on the kitchen side of that door, but didn't want to on the side I'd just painted and all. 

Kindly ignore Jesse's backside.  He was eating his supper.  He likes to stand right in that doorway to eat.  Also, kindly ignore my messy kitchen.  For the life of me, I can't understand why people wouldn't want doors on their kitchen cabinets.  I know it's kind of the rage, but I like my clutter hidden out of sight. 

But I digress...

Back to my rainy Saturday.  I started knitting another charity hat, and got through the ribbing.


Then something happened.  Something very exciting.  You might even say, thrilling.

My friend Kristine  -- the one who makes the candles and does the blessing bags -- is at a con this weekend, selling her candles.  That's not the exciting part.  She has a new candle called The Hero Of Canton.  It'll be up in her Etsy shop Monday.  That's not the exciting part, either.  Well, it's semi -exciting, but not the something exciting I was talking about. 

The something exciting I was talking about is Adam Baldwin is at the con, and she met him!!!!!!  Yes, she has a picture, so it did happen.  I've asked her if I can share it, but haven't heard back yet.  When I do, you'll get to see... and I'll tell the whole story then.

Her excitement, and my subsequent giddiness for her, inspired me to dig out a barely started Jayne hat and work on it some more.


Only a couple more rounds and I'll be through with the body.  Then I'll just have to do the ear flaps and the pompoms. 

Speaking of pompoms, I'd been watching some YouTube videos on how to make nice ones.  This one video I watched, she wrapped her yarn around two toilet tissue rolls. When she ties it off, she brings the yarn up between the rolls.  I tried that for my last pompom.  It worked pretty well, but I squished my tissue rolls.  I was trying to think of some way I would wind my yarn...

I'd always wrapped it around a piece of cardboard before.  The problem with that method is you have to pull the yarn off the cardboard to tie it.   I wanted to figure out some way I could wrap it so I could tie it off  before taking it off whatever I wrapped it around.  Something like two pegs in a board or something similar.

Then I got an idea.  A wonderful idea!

I got a wonderful, marvelous idea!

I could use my inkle loom!! 


It has so many pegs, I can make all different sizes of pompoms on it!  I haven't tried it yet, but I will be sure to do a complete report when I do. 

Along with that picture of Kristine and Adam Baldwin. 

Which I promise is real. 

Friday, December 07, 2018

A Day That Will Live In Infamy


December 7, 1941


Tell it to your children, 



and let your children tell it to their children, 


and their children to the next generation.  --Joel 1:3


So that we may never forget.  



Thursday, December 06, 2018

The Deed Is Done

The Deed being my root canal.

It was a tough one, I tell ya, but it's done now. 

First, since we wanted to save the existing crown, he had to make the access hole as small as he could, to preserve the structural integrity.  If he made it too big, the crown could break.  But the smaller access means he had less room to work.  He had to do more reaching -- so to speak -- to get all the infection cleaned out. 

Secondly, the tooth underneath the crown is crooked.  When my dentist put the crown on, he made it look straight.  Basically, the tooth and the crown don't line up quite right, so that made drilling difficult. 

And finally, because the tooth had had a very deep filling before being crowned, it had started to calcify around the nerve.  He had to clean all that out before he could start cleaning out the infection. 

I'll have to admit, I have never been this sore after a root canal.  I feel like I've been hit in the face with a baseball bat, and what with my ibuprofin allergy...I am taking Tylenol and swishing with warm salt water, but that's about all I can do for now.  I'm seriously rethinking my decision to go on in to work tomorrow.  I'll see how I feel in the morning. 

I'd originally planned on doing some window -- and possibly real -- shopping afterwards but I didn't.  I went to Barnes & Noble, and wandered around for a few minutes, but really, I just wanted to go home.  I walked out without even buying anything. 

Hard to believe, I know, but it happened. 

After I got back home, I ran by the bank and paid my house note, then did my weekly shopping, so that's another deed that is done.

I think the next deed that will be done is for me to go to bed.  I'm going to take care of that right now. 



Wednesday, December 05, 2018

Still Here

There I was at work, just a working away, when I had to step away for a moment.

OK, I had to answer nature's call.  I have a coworker who never says she's got to go to the bathroom.  She says she has to step away.  Whatever you call it, that's what I had to do.  On the way back, I saw it posted.  The work schedule.

All areas are scheduled to work Friday

Now, for those of you who don't know, last January the plant moved to an alternate work schedule, in which we work 6:00 AM - 4:00 PM Monday through Thursday, and have a three day weekend every weekend.  If we work Friday and Saturday, it's considered overtime.  Also, for those of you who don't know, where I work, December is usually the slowest month of the year.  And here we are, scheduled to work a Friday.  In December.

I can't even remember the last time that happened. 

Yes, I can.  It was 2005.  Or thereabouts. 

For reals. 

Now, technically I don't have to go in Friday, since I have a vacation day tomorrow.  Per company policy, if you schedule a vacation day Thursday, you get Friday and Saturday off as well.  If I want to, I can stay home.  But, as much as my body is telling me to stay up in the bed, my bank account is telling me, "Girl, you'd better get your but out of that bed and go to work!"  Especially after I found out how much my root canal is going to cost.   Yeah, I'm kind of thinking that I won't be doing much shopping after said root canal after all. 

All that to say, this is going to be a quick post, just to let you know I haven't dropped off the face of the earth, and I have in fact, finished another hat.


I'm debating whether to put a pompom on it, now that I know how to make them. 

Finally, look at this!  Actual presents under my tree. 


After all the dental work I've had done this year, that may be all there are, too. 






Sunday, December 02, 2018

Happy Hanukkah

The war went on, and on, and on until the mighty Greeks were gone!

Saturday, December 01, 2018

So Proud

Y'all would be so proud of me.  Why? 

I made another phone call!

Yes, that's two days in a row that I've made phone calls.  I'm exhausted now, but the deeds are done. 

Today's phone call was to Ancestry.com customer service.  See, I'd gotten the All Access membership during a special promotional deal, in which I got it for the basic membership price.  However, it's due to renew this month, and they were going to renew it for the full price of $199 for six months.  Yeah, I'm not going to pay nearly $400 for something I don't use all that much.  In fact, I don't think I ever even used the additional features the All Access provides.  So, I chose to downgrade my membership back to the basic one.

The thing I don't like is you can upgrade online, but to downgrade, you have to call.  I don't like that about Cable One, either.  I get my internet through them, but you can't change or cancel your plan online.  You have to call -- or in my case, drive all the way across town, which I'd rather do than call. 

That was my big thing to do for today.  The rest of the day was filled with mundane chores like laundry and house cleaning.  The only exciting thing I did was to get my sister's family's Christmas gifts ordered.

A few weeks ago, I'd asked her to have her kids make wish lists on Amazon, because I'd much rather send gifts than gift cards.  Another benefit is, I can have what I choose for them shipped directly to my sister's house in Alaska, instead of buying things then having to mail them up there.  When I've done that in the past, I've spent more on postage than on the gifts themselves.  This way, I can save the money I would have spent on shipping, and spend a little more on each nephew than I would have otherwise. 

So, the whole point of that story is, I asked them to make wish lists so I wouldn't have to send gift cards.  What does my youngest nephew do?  Fills his wish list with gift cards.  A gift card in a bow tin.  A gift card in a cupcake tin.  A gift card in an Amazon box tin...What could I do?  I got him a gift card. 

Oh, and you know that earthquake that hit Anchorage yesterday morning?  My brother in law and oldest nephew were in Fairbanks (they live about an hour north) when it hit, and they said they could feel it all the way up there.  That had to have been a powerful quake to be felt that far away. 

Last but not least, my friend Kristine has a shop on Etsy, Stormy Blue.  She makes candles, soap, and lip balms.  I will admit, her stuff is usually a bit more than I would pay for soap and candles, but I will also admit, it's worth it.  Her stuff smells so good!  And totally unique.  I've never smelled anything quite like them. 

A week or so ago, she put up a Christmas candle collection, and I promptly ordered it. 


I'd bought Holmes For The Holidays and Gaudete last year, and since then, I've been hoarding them like a miser.  Or this time of year, you might say like Mr. Scrooge.  Now that my new candles have arrived, I can burn them with abandon!  And that's exactly what I have done.

All afternoon.

Do go and give her shop a visit.  Whatever you choose, I can promise, you won't be disappointed. 

Friday, November 30, 2018

That Really Happened

You know that feeling when you make yourself a to-do list, and you accomplish every single thing on that list?  Yeah, that happened to me today.  Admittedly, it was a short list, but I'm still counting it.

The big thing on that list was to call down to the dentist in Ridgeland and get my root canal scheduled.  Those of you who know my phone issues know how big an accomplishment this was.  On the other hand, I was supposed to have done it Wednesday...but hey, it's done now and said appointment is scheduled.

Tuesday, I went to my dentist here in town to get my toothache checked out.  After looking at my x-rays and mashing around on things, we agreed I needed a root canal.  The problem is, it's a tooth I just had crowned last year.  Dr. Horan said he could do it, but he'd want to take the crown off.  Since I've only had it for a year, insurance isn't going to pay for a new one.  He suggested sending me to an endodontic specialist, who might be able to drill through the crown and save it.  Dr. Horan referred me to a specialist in Oxford, but I asked him if I could go to the dentist in Ridgeland who'd done all my previous root canals.  He said, "OK, if that's what you want to do."

I said I did, because I'm familiar with him, and really like him.  What I didn't say -- out loud at least -- was when I'm done with that, I can visit AMY!!!  So, what do you say, Amy?  Up for a day of window shopping and visiting December 6? My appointment is at 8:30, and it should take about an hour.  After that, I'm free for the rest of the day.

The other major thing I wanted to accomplish today was to finish putting out all my Christmas decorations and get the storage boxes back out into my shed.   Really, there wasn't much left to do.  I hung this wreath, and our stockings, and ...what?  Doesn't everybody have a nativity on top of their gun cabinet?


I did something new with this stuff this year.


The decorations aren't new, but putting them here in this little nook thing is.  In retrospect, I could have done a better job of cleaning that mirror of, but eh, there's nobody here but me.  I'll clean it after Christmas, when I put all that stuff up.  Also, in retrospect, that little nativity is too small for that space, but it's going to stay there.  I'll figure out something different for next year.

While I was hauling boxes back out to the shed, I started digging through a cardboard box that's been out there since I moved.  Look what I found!  My cake pans!


And more cake pans!


And there are more still in the sink I haven't washed yet.  All in all, I have a Santa, a snowman, a football, a Christmas tree, a cross, and a shell  --besides the round and rectangular ones.  I used to have a bunch more pans that I either sold or gave away, but these were my favorites.  I also have some mini pans, most of which have never been used.  At one time, I was really into cake decorating, but once the kids started growing up, I stopped doing it so much.  Some of these pans have never even been used.

These, however, have been used quite a bit, my cookie stamps.


I have two boxes full of cookie cutters, but I prefer the stamps, because they are so much easier to use.  I don't think Wilton even makes these kind any more.  BTW, I've got some spring and fall designs, too, but didn't take a picture of them.

At the very bottom of the big box, I found this one.  It hasn't even been cut off the cardboard.


It was fun finding all this stuff again, but it put me into a bit of a melancholy mood.   All the kids are grown, and family is scattered here, there, and yonder.  We don't have those big family gatherings like we used to.  It's a part of growing up, but it makes me miss the old days, when we used to really do up for Christmas.

Maybe I'll make a bunch of cookies and ship them to Cody.  Or give them to Edna, who told me she likes to eat, but doesn't like to cook.

What say, Ed?  Up for some Christmas cookies?



Monday, November 26, 2018

It's Beginning To Look

A lot like Christmas, all around the house.

I don't think I could ever be a professional decorator.  That's hard work, I'm telling ya.  I was going to put up my tree Saturday, only I got this far, and seriously considered going for a minimalist approach this year.


I love it when it's all decorated and pretty, but boy stringing all those lights are a pain in the patooty. 

After getting all the branches floofed, I took a break to put up my outside lights.  I'd bought a string of these larger lights on clearance a couple of years ago, but didn't use them last year.


I wanted to go with the LED lights on the outside of my house because they're so much brighter.  This string should have been long enough to cover the whole front of the house -- if I'd had an outlet at one end or the other.  As it is, my outlet is smack dab in the middle.

Not wanting to run 25 feet of extension cord, I just hung these lights across the porch and car port.  It was long enough that I could double back when I got to the far end, but not long enough to do the rest of the house.  I used another string of the smaller lights on that end.


They still didn't quite reach to the end of the house.  I briefly thought about taking them all back down and using the lights I'd put up last year.  Briefly.  They look OK once it gets dark, so they're staying just like they are.  I'll check out the clearance sales after Christmas and see if I can find something that will work better for next year.

That done, I came back inside and started stringing lights on the tree -- taking copious knitting breaks and watching the Longest Football Game I've Ever Seen.  Seriously.  Seven overtimes.  SEVEN.   It would have been better if the right team had won, but it was still an exciting game. 

I got so strung out, I had to rip the same round out of this hat twice.


I finally just put it away until after the game was over.  Which was nearly midnight.  But I was so close to being done, I went ahead and finished. 

The next day, I put a pompom on it.


I'd never been able to make a good pompom, but I watched some YouTube videos and decided to give some of those techniques a try.  The one video I referenced uses toilet paper tubes to wrap the yarn around, then she cuts circles out of cardboard.  She kind of sandwiches her pompom between the circles and trims around it.  It's really easy.  Maybe in a future post, I'll find the video and link it.  Right now, I'm trying to get this one written so I can go to bed.

OK, so where was I?  Oh, yeah, Christmas tree.  It's finished! 


I had a bit of a melancholy moment when I put my tree skirt down.  I hadn't been able to use it in ages, because the cat always peed on it.


I can't quite decide if I'm glad I'm able to use it again or not.  I'd kind of rather have my kitty back.  Then I had another melancholy moment when I hung Katie's ornament on the tree.  Nine years she's been gone, and I still miss her.  And I still hang her little stocking on the tree.  Every year.

One last thing before I go getting too maudlin..

I bought a new Christmas Cactus, like I needed another one.


But it's red.  And I don't have a red one.

That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.


Friday, November 23, 2018

My Thanksgiving

I'm sure you will all be thrilled to know that my toothache feels much better now.  It's still tender -- like a bad bruise -- but at least I'm past the I Want To Cut My Face Off To Stop The Hurting stage.  I was able to eat my Thanksgiving dinner yesterday, though I ended up pretty sore by the time I was done.

Speaking of Thanksgiving, I got a little surprise Wednesday evening.  Cody messaged me -- after 4:00 PM -- that he would be able to come after all.  Um, OK.  I hadn't even gone and picked up my turkey!  I'd planned on thawing some of the chicken thighs I'd grilled last summer and vacuum sealed for later, so I just pulled a second package out to thaw.  He had to work until 1:00, and drove down afterwards.  We had a good visit, and a nice dinner.

Rylea wasn't too thrilled about having to lay in the floor,


but Cody eventually convinced her she could lay on the love seat with him.  Still, she was glad when he left.  I was hoping he'd spend the night and help me with my Christmas tree this morning, but he said he had stuff he needed to do before work this morning, so he left after dinner.

Since I hadn't really planned on company, I didn't fix a big dinner, but I did have my traditional dishes that it just isn't Thanksgiving without -- sweet potato casserole, strawberry jello salad, Stove Top stuffing, and pumpkin pie.  I usually top my sweet potatoes with nuts, but this year because of my toothache, I used marshmallows.  Oh, I've had it with marshmallows before, but it's been a long time.  I'd forgotten how good they are that way.  I may do it more often.

Remember that pie pumpkin I bought and stewed down last year?  I used that to make my pie instead of canned pumpkin.  I also made a squash pie with some of the pattypan I bought at the Farmer's Market last summer.

Everything was delicious -- even the reheated chicken -- and we were both full as ticks by the time we were done.  Then I got up and had pie for breakfast this morning.

Yep, it's the most wonderful time of the year.

The plan was to get up this morning, and start getting the house all decked out for Christmas, but you know what they say about the best laid plans.  I just sat and relaxed, catching up on some of my DVRed shows,  and mentally debating whether I was ready to take my Thanksgiving stuff down yet.

Along about 3:00 PM, I looked out my front window and saw my across the street neighbors out putting all their stuff up, so I went out and dragged all the Christmas stuff into the house.  Just in time, too, because it came a gully washer right about the time I got the last box inside. 


I got it all inside, but haven't started putting any of it out yet. The only thing I did was to get out my strings of lights to make sure they still worked.  I had two that only half the string lit up, but all the others came on.  I'm wanting to make the transition from incandescent to LED lights, so I might give most of them away in the local free-bees group, after I get my tree and outside lights up and see what I have to spare.  I'll buy new ones on clearance after Christmas.  On the other hand, if I save up and buy one of those high dollar Balsam Hill pre-lit trees I've been wanting, I won't need new lights next year anyway. 

In knitting news, my friend -- the ones who makes the blessing bags for the homeless in her area -- has designed a new hat.  She put out the call for test knitters, and naturally, I was all over that.  Some people have finished theirs already, but this is as far as I've gotten.


The pattern calls for chunky weight yarn.  I went stash diving and found some unlabeled mystery yarn that I thought might work.  Turns out it was too bulky.  I ripped that, and put the unknown yarn back into the stash to marinate some more, and pulled out a worsted weight.  It is going much better, and easier on my hands at least.  The pattern as written will make a child size hat, but it can easily be resized by adding more stitches to the cast on. 

I didn't want to do any adaptions this time, because I'm testing her pattern out to make sure it's easily followed and mistake free.  She says once it's finalized, she'll release it for a small donation to her blessing bag cause. 

I'll be sure to post the pattern for you. 

Well, for those of you who knit, that is. 

I'm sure the rest of you won't really care.







Monday, November 19, 2018

Tiredness And Toothaches

At my last checkup, my dentist told me I'd soon need a root canal and a crown.  It's a molar that has been filled and re-filled at least three times, but the cavity keeps getting deeper and deeper.   I'd been trying to hold off until after the first of the year when my insurance starts over.  If I hadn't broken that other tooth, and had to pay for an extraction and getting my partial re-built, it wouldn't have been a problem.  As it is...it's a problem.   I was telling a friend, I haven't even gotten the last dental work paid off, and now I'm going to need more.  I'm almost to the point of getting all my teeth pulled and just getting dentures. 

Almost, but not quite.  Anyway, back to my toothache...

All last week, I'd felt it twinging.  It wasn't too bad, though.  Mostly just sensitivity to cold drinks. Along about Thursday evening, it really started hurting.  Or I thought it did.  Turns out it wasn't that tooth that was hurting.  It was the tooth next to it.  You know, one of the ones I'd just had crowned last year.  As if all that weren't enough, wouldn't you know it, my dentist is closed on Fridays.

By Friday afternoon, I seriously considered going to the emergency room.  Yes, it hurt that badly, but I wasn't about to pay an ER bill just for a toothache, so I ruled that out pretty quickly.  Through copious amounts of salt water swishes, and some Orajel mouthwash, I made it through the weekend, but you can bet your sweet bippy at 9:02 this morning, I was on the phone with the aforementioned dentist.

Unfortunately, the only opening he had this week would have required me to leave work early, and I just can't afford to miss any time unless I absolutely have to.  He prescribed an antibiotic to hold me until I can go in next week.  That works out pretty well, since he'd need to put me on antibiotics for a week or so before he could do any work on the tooth anyway.

Needless to say, I've been pretty miserable all day.  Add to that, work was rough.  Really rough.

They're always complaining that the sub-brazers spend too much time standing around not brazing.  Well, honeybunchesofoats, we can't braze if we don't have any parts to braze.  Every single morning, we go in and the shift we're not allowed to hold accountable for anything hasn't left anything ready for us to start on.  In the plant vernacular, we would say they'd left the line dry.  Day after day after day...ad infinitum. 

When that happens, we have to wait for our shift to get something down the line so we can start working.  Usually, it's an hour or two before we get parts.  This morning, I waited 3 1/2 hours. 

Three.  And a half...HOURS

That's nearly half a shift waiting for parts to braze.  Oh, I found stuff to do.  I helped out up the line.  I did smaller orders for other lines, but still...

By the time they brought the parts I needed, the assembly line was down waiting on me, so I had to rush to get the work out.  When I was done with that order, I went to set up on the next one -- only the parts weren't ready.  By the time they brought the parts, the assembly line was down waiting on me, so I had to rush to get the work out.  Rinse and repeat until time to go.   My coworker said, "We're all going to be worn out when this day is over!"

After work, I had to run into town to pick up my prescription.  I was so tired, and in so much pain, for a moment, I thought about pulling off the highway and taking a nap on the side of the road, but I didn't.  I carried on and got my medicine.  When I finally made it back home, I was so tired, I didn't even feel like fooling with starting a fire.  I copped out and turned on the central heat.

The only bright spot in this otherwise exhausting day was getting a new old book in the mail.


Used book stores are going to be the death of me yet.  Or of my bank account, at least.  This was one of my favorite childhood books.  I was so glad to find a halfway decent copy for a reasonable price. 

And lastly, while wallowing in the throes of dental pain, I still managed to finish another charity hat. 


The yarn is Red Heart Team Spirit in Navy blue and gold.  I was tempted to keep this one, being Navy colors and all, but no...it's going into the charity box.  I've got plenty of hats already, and someone out there needs this more than I do. 

Besides, I have enough yarn left to make another one.

Which I might just keep for myself.





Saturday, November 17, 2018

My Exciting Life

You will all be pleased to know that I got my pillows back onto the couch, where they belong,


but where they also don't match the slip cover. Then I moved my Snuggie that folds into a pillow to the chair


where it fits much better.  By that time, I was on a roll, so I cleaned off my cabinet. 


Not to be outdone, I did three loads of laundry, including folding and putting them away -- even the sheets! 

This is my exciting life. 

I know you're envious. 

Friday, November 16, 2018

First Bloom

Got my first bloom of the year on my Christmas Cactus. 


This is the one I grew from a cutting I took from James' cactus. 


OK, OK, I was plant sitting for a few weeks while they were in the process of moving back to Texas, and I broke a piece off.  But not on purpose.  I was just being my normal clumsy self.  That's where most of my cuttings come from.  None of my others have this many buds, so this one might be the star this year. 

I finally broke down and bought some of those sonic mole repellers.


I was hesitant at first, because I was afraid they'd bother the dogs.  However, this afternoon, I looked out my back window, and Rylea was napping right beside one, so I guess they're not too disturbed by them.  The birds and deer don't seem to mind them either, and the next door neighbor's kitty came up for scritches while I was putting one out.  The best part is, they seem to work.  I haven't noticed any new holes since I got them.  I usually go out and stomp the tunnels down and fill in the holes, but by the next day, they're back. 

Each one covers approximately 775-800 square yards, so if I space them right, I can cover all the neighbors' yards as well. 

My big project for the weekend was to put my slip cover onto my chair, which I did. 


It's a really nice cover for the price, and fits the chair well -- much better than the ones I have for the couch and love seat.  It's got spandex in the fabric, and that makes it stretchy, which is how it fits so well. I like that it has a separate cover for the cushion, too. It doesn't quite match the pillows, but those are supposed to go on the couch, anyway.    I don't know why I have them in the chair, but there they are. 

Before I put you out of your misery and end this boring post, I finished another hat. 


This one I knit in bulky weight.  Even though I only cast on 64 stitches, it ended up being gargantuan.  I hope one of those homeless people has a huge head.  Or a lot of hair.  Or just likes them really loose.

One last thing, then I'll let you go.  At this point, I don't think Cody is going to be able to come for Thanksgiving.  I wasn't going to cook a big meal, but I changed my mind and bought everything I need for my traditional dishes.  I just couldn't see it being Thanksgiving without my Aunt Martha's strawberry jello salad. 

I may not cook the turkey, though.  I'll just run by Wal-Mart after I get off work Wednesday and pick up a rotisserie chicken and save the turkey for Christmas.  Cody says he's going to try his best to come for Christmas -- since it is the only day in the year Wal-Mart is closed. 

Well, dang.  Here I thought it was bedtime, and it's only 7:00.  I can bore you a whole lot more! 

But I won't.  I will just note that yesterday was my blogiversary.  I've been boring my readers for 13 years now!  Thank you for sticking with me. 

Here's to 13 more!

 





Wednesday, November 14, 2018

I Broke Down

For all my tough words yesterday, I broke down and turned on my heater this morning.  Yeah, I'm a wimp.

Once the house had warmed up a bit, I turned the thermostat down to 60 and left for work.  Guess what temp the house was sitting at when I got home?  If you said 60, congratulations, you're a winner!  I have no idea how cold it would have gotten if I'd left the heater completely turned off.  I don't do that, though.

I don't want my spoiled rotten dogs to get too cold.

I bumped the thermostat up to 65' and quickly built a fire.  Now, I'm sitting here at a very comfortable 68'.  The high today was only 32', and some parts of the state got snow.  We only got rain and sleet.  On the bright side, it wasn't freezing rain.  It's way too early in the year for that.

What it's not too early in the year for is hot tea.  I used to drink it all the time, but had pretty much stopped, because it would get cold before I finished.  Now that I have my Yeti-knock off insulated tumblers, I thought I'd get it all out and start drinking it again.

First thing I did was to drag it all out and see what I have.  It's lot, I'm telling ya.

First up, there is all this loose tea from the now defunct Tealated website.


Then there is this sampler my sister sent me for Christmas one year, that hasn't even been opened.


All this I bought from Wal-Mart.


And this jar which is full of miscellaneous, mostly unlabeled tea bags. 


If you would please be so kind as to ignore the clutter on my kitchen cabinet.

OK?  Onward...

On this chilly evening, I chose a flavor of the loose tea from Tealated.  I carefully spooned it into my tea ball, and heated my water.  I put the ball into my insulated tumbler, and began pouring in the hot water...and the clasp on the ball came loose and all the tea floated out.

Sigh...if that isn't a metaphor for my life, I don't know what it.

Undaunted, I let it steep, strained the leaves out and drank it anyway. 

Then I made some hot chocolate, and drank it, too. 

I am quite warm now, thank you. 



One last thing, I asked my coworker if she had to read the book again.  She said, "YES!"  I told her I'd make her a list of some of my favorite childhood books.  If you have any you'd like to suggest, I'll be happy to add them as well.










Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Books And Hats

Monday morning, that would be yesterday -- it's been a long week already -- I took the book I'd bought for my coworker's grandbaby to work and gave it to her.  This morning, I asked her if he liked it.

"Oooh, girl!" she said.

She read it to him twice, then put it up on top of the dresser to get ready for bed.  He stacked some boxes up to where he could reach it, got it down, and asked her to read it again.  Better yet, she said he was trying to read it with her.  She said he'd point to a word and look at her to tell him what it was.  She said he wanted to take the book to preschool with him, but she wouldn't let him, and he cried.  She told him, "It'll be here when you get back home!"  Best of all, she said she was going to get him more books.  "I didn't think he'd like books, but he loves them!" 

As a book worm myself, that makes me positively giddy.  The best thing you can do for your child is to read to him.  Reading, and being read to, develops the brain in way sitting in front of a screen never could.  That's a big part of what is wrong with young people today.  Too many screens and not enough real life.

But that's another story for another post.

Right now, let's talk weather.  Specifically cold weather.  It's here.  And it isn't supposed to get out of the 40s until Friday.  Perfect for snuggling under blankets and knitting beside the fire while watching cheesy Hallmark Christmas movies.  What have I knit?  I finished a hat.


This one is plain vanilla beanie knit in Cascade 220 Superwash.  I used an 88 stitch cast on because this yarn is so thin.  It's labeled worsted weight, but knits up more like DK.  Thus, the larger cast on.

Then I cast on another one.


This one is some bulky weight my mother in law sent me when she destashed.  It's Lion Brand Hometown U.S.A, in the colorway Cincinnati Red.  I like knitting bulky weight, especially for charity knits.  It works up so fast.  And I used the twisted German cast on.  It's not as stretchy as the knit on cast on, but gives a much neater edge. 

Speaking of fires, I have yet to turn on my heater, but that may change this week.  It was 62' in the house when I got home this evening.  I quickly built a fire, and it has warmed up to a much more comfortable 70' .  When I get up in the mornings, however, building a fire wouldn't do me any good, as it wouldn't warm the house up before I left for work.  I want to try to limit my central heat use as much as I can.  These $88 electric bills are nice. 

One thing that is not nice is I've already gotten my chair dirty from the wood box, despite my trying to be so careful. 


I looked at Wal-mart last week for a slip cover, but didn't find one I liked, and they were pretty expensive to boot.  Naturally, I did what any red blooded American would do.  I went to the free market and ordered one online.


Yes, that is a love seat in the picture, but it is sized for a chair.  No, I haven't put it onto the chair yet.  I will, I will.

But not tonight.  Tonight, I'm going to bed. 

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