Last Tuesday
evening, I finished quilting the placemats for our niece Olivia’s wedding gift,
trimmed and removed them from the frame, cut the binding, and got it sewn onto
one placemat before quitting for the night.
I chose these
colors because Olivia has Fiesta ware in celery, light turquoise, cobalt
blue... and everything in between in her kitchen.
I was quilting away... happened to glance out
into the hall where I’d carefully hung the 1936 Sunbonnet Sue quilt over the
banister – and just look what I saw:
Teensy, making himself at home on that quilt!
Aauugghh! By the time I went to get him off (gently, of
course; he’s a nice kitty), he’d made himself even more comfortable. I don’t
want him on that quilt because, first, those are vintage blocks and
irreplaceable; and second, I don’t want the cat to slip off the banister and
fall. It’s a long ways down!
Thankfully, he was nice and clean -- which is a
wonder, since it was raining outside.
He sure looks like an unmovable lump, doesn’t he? π
I lopped the Sunbonnet Sue quilt over the
back of a wooden rocking chair in the little library next door to my quilting
studio, and shut the door.
Meanwhile, Tiger looked on from his
Thermabed. He hasn’t used that bed all
summer; but it was rainy and chilly that day, only 44°.
Did I tell you that
Larry got a fifth-wheel camper a few days ago?
He told me he was going to a small town about 50 miles to our north to
get ‘a trailer’. Now, he knows perfectly well that if he says ‘trailer’,
I will assume it’s a flatbed trailer, because he uses those all the time while
working for Walkers, and has a couple of his own. So I didn’t question
him. The rascal!
It’s a 1998 or so,
and he got it for $2,000. It’s 28 feet long, and has a slide-out.
He’s been repairing a couple of broken water lines, and putting RV antifreeze
in it, as the temperature dropped below freezing for a couple of days last week.
Last week, I
ordered The Complete Vegetable Cookbook from
Amazon to go with the placemat set. Wednesday,
I got a fat, softcover, adult romance novel in its place. π²
When I checked the
receipt in preparation to contacting the seller about the mistake, I discovered
that the romance novel had come from Textbookx.com, not Amazon. The
cookbook was still on its way. There was no record of any other book
being shipped from Amazon.
The packing slip had
my name and address correct, and they thanked me for my order. There was no mention of the price. But
I didn’t order it, and I had never heard of Textbookx.com before this!
????
I found a link for
customer service inquiries. Did that book get charged to one of our
credit cards or something? Odd, it was.
An hour and fifteen
minutes later:
Whoooaaaaa, good
thing I investigated the matter! Someone had not only charged this little
two-bit romance novel for $1.50 to one of my credit cards, they’d also charged
another book for $99 to it! Sooo... there is now a block on the card, and
I will be issued a new one.
And that
used up an hour of my time. π
At least the thief
was polite enough to send me the cheapie romance novel, in order to tip me
off. Wasn’t that nice of him?
Now, if they just
follow the address to which they shipped the other book, they should be
able to nab him red-handed.
I’ve already been
issued a refund, and a new card is on the way.
Larry has one too, with
a different account number; so I tried to check his ---- but Capital One has
just purchased the accounts from Bank of America, and there’s a delay before I
can look at his purchases. I had to set up new accounts with Capital One
for both our accounts. That’s done... and I should be able to see Larry’s
soon. Switching gazillions of accounts from one banking company to
another almost always results in delays and glitches in the system. They
should get those bugs all worked out before they roll it out to John Q. Public,
but they rarely do.
My
thumb/wrist is getting a little better, and now and then I can play a few bass
octaves on the piano before I have to resort to one-finger runs, which is a
severe trial for my ears.
When Keith,
our oldest, was a tiny baby, 3, 4, and 5 months old, I’d put him on his blanket
on the floor under a little swingset full of hanging toys. Then I’d play the piano – and that baby would
hum along – exactly one octave high.
Right on tune.
Wednesday
night after our church service, we stopped by John H. and Lura Kay’s house, as
she had some cat things to give us, since her kitty doesn’t use them. One was this soft foam bed with a furry minky
cover. It didn’t take Tiger long to
decide it was his!
We got home, had a light supper, and then I finished putting the binding on the
placemats.
Thursday, I went to Hobby Lobby and found a
basket that was just the right size for the six placemats. By the time I got home, the mail lady had
brought the mail, and the Vegetable
Cookbook I’d ordered was here. I was
a little disappointed, because it was supposed to be in ‘extremely excellent
condition, just like new’ ----- but it wasn’t, exactly. The spine isn’t real tight (though that might
be an advantage, because it does stay open nicely on any page), and the jacket
is slightly rumpled at a couple of the corners. Also, there isn’t a color
picture in the entire book!! The pages feel like construction paper, and
are a bit yellowed, especially around the edges. That made a question
mark hover over my head... so I turned back to the front to look for the
copyright: 1994.
I had no idea it
was that old of a book! π It has a price inside the front jacket flap: $30. It’s a big, thick book with
hundreds of recipes, and they look really, really good.
Next time I order a
cookbook for a wedding gift, I’ll find a listing that actually tells the
copyright of the book! And maybe I’ll
find one that has the ‘See Inside’ option.
For years, we had
no bookstore in Columbus. Now we have only one very small bookstore in
the upstairs of an old Victorian house that’s all fixed up. The main
floor sells antiques and curios. Well, I
guess there’s one other bookstore, but it’s mainly for church supplies. Oh, and there’s the campus bookstore.
The nearest
decent-sized bookstores are about an hour’s drive in any direction.
That afternoon, Hannah, along with Nathanael and
Levi, brought me some yummy loose-leaf tea leaves from
Sipology – it has apple bits, hazelnut leaves, pumpkin bits, ginkgo leaves,
nettle leaves, lemongrass, St. John’s wort, etc., in it. There was also a nifty little stainless-steel mesh diffuser to put the leaves in.
Nathanael, 12, and
Levi, 8, played my piano while they were here. They’re getting quite
accomplished. I sneaked over there behind Nathanael while he was playing,
then reached over and started playing the high notes in harmonies and trills. Didn’t faze him in the slightest. π
Soon after they left, Hannah called to say there
were sundogs in the sky. I grabbed my
camera and went out to take pictures... and discovered that there was also an
upside-down rainbow almost straight overhead.
Sundogs
are bright spots on one or both sides of the sun, often within a 22° halo. They are caused by the refraction of sunlight
by ice crystals, generally in cirrus or cirrostratus clouds high in the
atmosphere. A sunbow or sun halo is an
entire rainbow ring around the sun. This
upside-down rainbow that I got a picture of is called a circumzenithal arc,
also belonging to the family of halos. The CZA is one of the brightest and most
colorful members of the halo family. Its
colors, ranging from violet on top to red at the bottom, are purer than those
of a rainbow, because there is much less overlap in their formation.
That night, I wrote an email to Hannah:
Subject: Tea!
Tea! Tea!
(Remember that, from the Anne of Green Gables
story?)
I’m sipping a cup of the tea you gave me, and
it’s very good. Smells scrumptious, too.
Thank you!
Keira rolled over
the first time Friday! Hester reported
that she looked really pleased after the feat. She’ll be six months old tomorrow. She’s working hard at catching up!
Loren and Norma stopped
by for a visit that evening, and shared a fresh pot of Banana Nut Cream coffee
with us. They even said they liked it! They don’t usually care for flavored
coffee. π
Friday and
Saturday, I worked on labels for the Sunbonnet Sue quilt. I finished the main label September 8; it has
my name and location and hours spent on the quilt, and info about friends and family
giving the blocks to my mother in 1936. I wrote down what I wanted on the 18 labels
for the 18 Sunbonnet Sue blocks – and then Larry informed me that we were going
on vacation, and go on vacation we did! When I got home a week and a half later, after
getting everything from the camper washed and put away, I started making
placemats for our niece’s wedding gift. There
were multiple interruptions from family and friends (including new grandbaby
Violet)... If they aren’t coming to
visit, they’re inviting us to visit! They seemed to have an idea that I needed to
celebrate my birthday, you see. π
By Friday night, ten
of the small labels were embroidered, and four were sewn onto the quilt, along
with the large main label. It’s a slow
process to input all the lettering... let the machine save it... make sure
everything is in its proper place (it often isn’t, and I am unable to tell it
until the machine presents its final screen) (yes! I need a New and Improved
embroidery machine!)... and then stitch it out.
I did get
another page of pictures edited and posted while my machine embroidered. If you’d like to see more of what the pretty
little mountain town of Lake City, Colorado looks like, here’s the link: Lake
City, Colorado
Saturday was Caleb’s 25th birthday... Caleb
and Maria’s 5th anniversary... and Teddy and Amy’s 16th
anniversary. I’d gotten cookbooks in Creede,
Colorado, for their anniversary gifts, and an LED lantern/flashlight and a
package of socks for Caleb.
It was a pretty day, and Kurt and Victoria took
advantage of it by trying out their new twin stroller with Carolyn and Violet.
One time when Victoria was three years old (she’s
our youngest; she’s 21 now), I was taking her for a walk in her stroller. It was autumn, and the trees were changing. We went under a tree with the most unusual
leaves – they were changing from the outside, in, in outlining stripes of first
yellow, then orange, then red. I picked
a handful and gave them to her.
“Ooooo,” she breathed in delight. “You can REALLY
tell God made this tree!” π
That evening, we
had Subway sandwiches for supper (I had my usual BLT with everything on it,
including the hot peppers), with Dairy Queen Royal Cheesecake blizzards for
dessert.
After we got home, I
finished embroidering labels for the Sunbonnet Sue quilt and sewed them on.
Sunday morning, we
awoke to snow. About the time we needed
to head out the door to go to church, it was snowing like anything.
It was a special
day that day: Because our niece, Olivia,
was marrying Leland Chamberlin, son of Pastor Daniel Chamberlin from Broken
Arrow, Oklahoma, the Chamberlins were here, and Pastor Chamberlin preached
the sermon for the evening wedding service.
Another friend, Pastor Laurence Justice from Kansas City, preached
during the Sunday School hour. And a
third friend, Pastor Ron Crisp from Independence, Kentucky, preached for the
main morning service.
It
was cold and windy that day, but Larry and the cats stayed nice and warm for
their Sunday afternoon naps. π Hannah
finger-crocheted that soft, thick afghan under which Larry is snoozing.
StaffCo called at
8:37 a.m. this morning to find out if I was still looking for a job.
Eh? It’s been 10 years since I went there!
Today I went to the
bank, then took Loren and Norma a big sack of sandwiches, cake, and fruit that
were left over from the wedding last night. We went home with a big sack
of food, too. They had fresh pineapple,
strawberries, grapes, and cantaloupe.
Yummy.
Before coming home,
I dropped off a bag at the Goodwill.
I’m washing clothes
and bedding, and putting the winter quilt and blanket on the bed. The
summer quilt is drying on the deck. It’s sunny, but it’s only 46°, and it’s
taking a long time to dry. So everything else – sheets, blankets, clothes
– are going into the dryer. I mopped the kitchen floor, washed the dishes,
and ordered groceries from Wal-Mart.
When the sun was a
bit low in the western sky, I took pictures of the Sunbonnet Sue quilt labels
on the back deck. Here's one; you can
see the rest of the labels here.
I took a big stack of
summer clothes upstairs, put them away, and brought down a few winter
things. Before I bring down more, I want
to totally clean our closet out. I washed
the older big cat bed; I’ll do the smaller one that’s in my quilting studio as
soon as the big one is dry. Sometimes
the cats quit using the beds in the wintertime, but I only have to wash them to
have the cats right back in them. They like clean, good-smelling beds, just
like we do!
The clean sheets
and blanket are back on our bed... and Larry brought the flannel quilt from a
downstairs closet. It’s heavy, and I had
hurt my hand and thumb enough times
today.
I shall now pour
myself another cup of coffee (Bavarian Chocolate) and get back to work. (My work; not StaffCo’s work,
thankee kindly.)
,,,>^..^<,,, Sarah Lynn ,,,>^..^<,,,
Here’s the wedding
party:
Back row: Caleb & Maria Jackson, Kenneth Tucker
(Maria’s brother & cousin of the bride), Katharine Jackson (bride’s sister),
Olivia & Leland Chamberlin, Martin (groom’s brother) & Abigail
Chamberlin, Amanda Jackson (bride’s sister), Benjamin Tucker (cousin of the
bride)
Front row: The children are all nieces and nephews of
the bride.
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