One. More. Tree.

Oh yes.  He did. 

You read that right. One more tree.  We already planted 14 trees this summer. What's one more?

Steve had to run a couple errands, and drove past the Tractor Supply Store. He saw a clearance sign by their trees. Now they are marked down to "Half Price". He had seen a row of cedars and was curious about maybe doing them a along our border. He didn't buy them, but instead came home to ask what I thought. After supper we drove back over there to take a look. The cedars were already gone. But there was this really nice white dogwood tree. It's supposed to get between 15 and 25 feet high with the most beautiful white dogwood blossoms. Seems to have a lot of nice branches. Although the leaves are dead and dried up now, the branches are soft. Come springtime, we should see some beautiful new growth.  It was only $15.00 and after my 10% off coupon, it came to $13.50.  So yes, he bought another tree. 

From there, we stopped at the grocery store. We just had to pick up a couple things. They had a cute little display of the most beautiful African Violets! If he can have a tree, I can have some flowers.  I have this nice pretty flower pot that I had gotten from my neighbor Sheryl with some succulents in it two years ago. Succulents finally died off, and I wanted to find something pretty to put in the pot. These violets just filled the bill.

Been a while since I had an African Violet. My grandmother used to grow beautiful ones. I carefully potted it and put it in the window in the kitchen where it will face the north. I can admire at each time I stand at the kitchen sink. Now that the outdoor flowers are dying off, it will be nice to have blooms inside.

We started working on the French doors to go between the living room and the guest room (which we may turn into an office). Steve had done all of the sanding and prep work and had them ready for me on saw horses.  Remember, he HATES painting.

The weather had finally warmed up enough to start a couple coats of paint.  It is my job to change them into beautiful French doors that will go in the house. I think we will put on a glass doorknob, to match the original ones on our bathroom door. 

I love the beveled glass. It's very hard to take a photo of beveled glass but each pane of window has a nice wide beveled section all of the way around. There is brass caming in between the sections. Some of it is bright and some of it is tarnished. My daughter Erin suggested I find one of those metallic flow paint pens at the craft store. Then I can make them all maybe a nice deep bronzish brown and take down the brightness of some of the spots and cover up the tarnished areas of others. Great idea! It's on my next shopping list.

It was warm enough on Saturday to get both coats done on both sides of the doors. So now they will be ready to be installed whenever we prep the inside doorway. Steve will cut off the protective plastic over the glass and then I will see about doing something to the brightness of some of the brass caming pieces.  

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Saturday was such a nice day with sunshine and slight breezes. The neighbor to the back Southeast yard was wanting to cut down a couple of the dead trees in his yard. Some of it's in our yard too. Some would fall in our yard if he cut the best direction for the leaning tree.  Steve said have at it, and the neighbor can use all of the dead wood for his wood burning stove in his house. They got one hunk hung up in a crotch of a tree, they had to use a rope attached to the bumper of his truck to yank it down. They did it safely and nobody was in the way.

My Lumberjack guy looks pretty good on this fall day. I'm glad that we are both feeling good, healthy again, and able to get a few projects done before the weather turns cold.

It was nice enough to give Binney a little bath down in the laundry sink in the basement. When I was done, I let her loose in the sunshine in the backyard. She ran some "Zoomies" around and around the yard in circles and shook off repeatedly. She was like a little puppy, even if she is 9.  The sun felt so good on her coat, that it was drying her off quite well in no time and now she smells pretty!

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Later in the day I hauled out my Grandma Groop's old Singer sewing machine. It's from 1942. It's called the "Godzilla Finish" machine because of the rough textured surface instead of the shiny golden filigree decals that Singer was known for putting on their machines.  This was made during World War 2, so embellishments and frilly froo froo designs were frowned upon.  Manufacturing a utilitarian machine to do work was okay, but not a fancy pretty Singer that they were accustomed to making in the pre war era.  It does have the beautiful bentwood case. This is such a workhorse of a machine that I can use it to sew the triple folded hems of my hand-woven rugs.

This rug is now finished, hemmed and measured up and listed for sale in my Etsy shop:

Snowy Winter Day Rug

She had used it all of those years, and sewed many quilts and patched up her hard working husbands's mining clothes on it. Both of my aunts remembered sewing their prom dresses on it, as well as other clothing. I remember the big heavy quilts that she made for us when we were children. For the inner layer of batting she used heavy moving blankets. She was always one to recycle and reuse.

It has really done it's duty over all of these years and is still going strong. 

I remember the day my Grandma Groop gave me the sewing machine.  I was sitting on a lawn chair at my nephew's graduation back in about 1998. Grandma Groop came over and tapped me on the shoulder and said: "Before you leave town tomorrow, come on up to my house. I have something to give you".

We went up to her house, that was only a couple miles away, and we had a nice visit. She had the sewing machine sitting there for me. She said out of all of the grandchildren, I was probably the one who would use it the most. So she asked if I would be interested in having it. Of course! I use it often and proudly.  I hope she is looking down from heaven and smiling to know that it is used a lot and still kept routinely oiled and cleaned, and stored carefully where it won't get rusty or damaged.

One of her quilts is hanging on display in a museum downstate in Lansing Michigan. This is called a "Signature Quilt" and it has historical and patriotic connotations. It was done during the Bicentennial of 1976. It is embellished with all of the signatures of the people she worked with at the factory in Caspian, Michigan.  Just 2 blocks from where we grew up.  I remember her sometimes coming over on her lunch breaks to visit.   FW Means is a commercial clothing and linen laundry service. They take care of the sheets and blankets and towels for hotels, nursing homes, hospitals, and even work uniforms for large factories. She worked there for many, many years. My mom even worked there for some time, and my brother still works for them as a semi driver delivering the big bundles of clean fabrics and picking up the dirty bins.

Everybody knew her there at the factory, because she worked there almost all of her life, until retirement and then sometimes filling in when they were short staffed.

Here is the link with more information about her quilt at the Museum

 Grandma Groop's Signature Quilt

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It's getting late. I think that's enough for this blog post. Because my next blog post will be about Halloween. Which is incidentally, also my birthday! And it sure was a good one. Stay tuned.

Special Lunch Date 2 - Steveio on the Mend

Uggghhhh  today we woke up to rain rain and more rain. After all of our below-freezing weather for the last few weeks, this is really strange. It was over 40 degrees plus we got half an inch of rain.

They say every inch of rain equals 8 inches of snow if the temps were colder. So I guess we just avoided shoveling 4 inches of snow?


Today was the second of my wonderful lunch dates with the grandchildren at their school. Today it was 4th grader Chelsea's turn to have me show up for her special day.

I had gone into the school, and paid my money on to Chelsea's lunch account at the office to cover for an adult meal.  Nobody in the office said a thing to me or asked why was I there?

I looked around, and it was strange, there were no other parents there!!!

But I saw Chelsea come walking out with her lunch tray. I surprised her at her table.

It turns out, that after the notices had been sent out, somewhere along the line the date changed! She said last week at school the teachers had them cross off today and change the date. I didn't know that. I just had a copy of the original notice. Guess what?

The Eat With A Parent WASN'T TODAY!!!

It was rescheduled for tomorrow

HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA


Then we went and got a tray for me because the teacher on duty said parents are welcome to come and spend lunch time with their children, and that goes for grandparents as well.

We had a nice little lunch of mashed potatoes, turkey and gravy, green beans, some raw veggies, a roll, and a dish of a wonderful pear upside down torte with whipped cream in a separate little styrofoam dish. (I saved that and took it home for Sicko Boy Steve as a special treat).

We chatted with some of her friends and she introduced me to a certain little boy who is just a boy, but who happens to be a friend.... You know how that goes in 4th grade, right?

We chatted about her "Crochet Club" that she is in at school. Here are their informational posters on the bulletin board in the main lobby.

She said they mostly like to finger crochet, but sometimes they crochet hook crochet too. They sell their little bracelets that they make in the school store near the entry way to the school.

All too soon lunch was done, and Chelsea put our trays away. She got back in line with her friends and headed off back to her classroom.  The certain friend who is a boy who might be a friend was in line right behind her.

I took my dessert cup and headed home to my sick husband..

When I got home, he said he was actually feeling a little bit better. He got enough energy and took a shower and managed to shave. That means he's doing better! He ate his little dessert, and also some chicken soup for lunch.

He wasn't up to working on any projects, but sitting in a chair and watching tv.  I kept myself busy with my own stuff.  I hemmed up the three rugs that I had just taken off the loom. I used my grandmother's old Singer sewing machine to do the job.

It needs to sew through three heavy layers header folded over to become a flat hem. That very old singer does the job quite valiantly.

One rug is already spoken for, and the other two will be listed in my Etsy shop for sale. But not until after I take some nice pictures of them on a brighter day.

It was still raining and dreary all afternoon. We both curled up and took a nap. The dogs joined us and things were pretty peaceful here all afternoon.

He said his appetite is back and he could finally start tasting things again. He gobbled down two bowls of a chicken noodle casserole for supper. I think it was filling comfort food but should be pretty mild on his stomach.

Tomorrow we go to our regularly scheduled yearly checkups... and he will talk with the doc and see how he REALLY is doing.

As I am typing up this he is watching Andy Griffith on Me-TV, cozy in his chair, sitting in the She Shed.  The fireplace is going and it's dark and dreary outside.  But inside it is warm and comfy and pleasant.

I think that after all the work he did on the She Shed, 

he is really enjoying the room as much as I do!