Almost Back

Hallelujah!  I am almost back to where I was before I frogged my great-nephew's sweater. 

For those of you who were kind enough to pretend not to notice, I'd forgotten to knit the border stitches on one of my wrong side rows, leaving a huge gap in the front border.  You can see the one row of stockinette in the midst of all of that garter stitch.  

But I have checked, double checked, and triple checked this second iteration, and we're good to go.  

In other news, I've heard from the landscaper and he's going to come out tomorrow and start clearing all the stuff out of my garden spot.  He told me it's all the rain we've been having that has delayed things, because the place he gets his dirt from is waterlogged, just like everything else around here.  He's hoping they can deliver late this week, but it might even be next week before they can come.  

Even so,  I'm ready to get this whole thing started -- and over with so I can get my raised beds into place and start getting things planned out.  Heh, I was having the hardest time texting with the landscaper when about halfway through our convo, I realized my phone was set to the French keyboard.  

Speaking of -- my garden, not the French keyboard -- I've got one lonely little sunflower seedling.  So far. 

I do hope there will be more before it's all said and done.   And look at this!  I've got blooms on my sweet banana pepper plant!

Once everything is all in place, I'd like to get about six of these.  At least if Walmart still has some by the time I get my beds set up.   I may have to wait until next year to really get things going.   

In other news, it's been a minute, but you get...yes, a meme debunkeration!  I've been seeing this one going around FB again lately, 

and my first thought was, "Why?"  If you want to know where a product was made, just look at the label where it says, "Made in..."  Second of all, it's just not true.  I didn't even have to research this one.  All I had to do was to grab the nearest product with a bar code.  In this case, it was the weather seal stuff I'd bought to put around my new window unit in the bedroom. 

As you can clearly see, the first two numbers are 07, but it was made in...read it out loud.  

Made in China. 

Try it for yourself.  Grab the nearest thing with a bar code and check.  Then check those memes before you pass them on.  

And finally, as if they didn't think we had enough on our plates at work, they told us today we can no longer go get the dispatcher to print out our scrap tickets.  The dispatcher came around and gave us all a list of scrap codes and a stack of scrap tickets, and told us that from now on, we'd have to write them all out in longhand.  

It's bad enough that the tickets we write aren't even for our scrap.  It's all tubing's.   The only scrap tickets I should be responsible for are if I should braze something wrong or burn something up.  I shouldn't have to write a ticket if tubing over runs a part, or bends it wrong, or lets poor quality go down the line.  But I do.  Why?  I don't know.  

Only now, we have to HANDWRITE them.  In long hand with a pen...

They stand up there every single morning, telling us our numbers aren't good enough, but they keep piling more and more on our shoulders, then wonder why our production drops.  

There's a duh moment if ever there was one.