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  Noreen 2:37 pm on March 27, 2025 Permalink  

  A Good Day 

  I had a very good start to this Thursday.  I could definitely feel some good result of PT of yesterday.  I didn’t feel all that great when I came home yesterday.  No mercy is shown. 

  I took advantage of that and spent about four hours in the studio.  I will go back to PT at 8:30 tomorrow morning.  When the lights went out in the studio, everything had been tidied.  It is so much more enjoyable when a new day in the studio does not have to do a cleanup job of a previous time.

  Dennis drove me to the grocery store here in town this afternoon.  We are getting company on Sunday for my birthday.  Sweet.  I was not going to count on feeling the flight of fancy tomorrow.  Saturday is my prep day for Sunday.  Planning is what allows all things to fall into place.

  We have tinges of green showing here and there in the yards.  The birds are really going after the tuffs of grass looking for a snack for themselves.  The Thrush birds have been checking out our awning spots for next building.  They are repeat customers.

  The groceries we purchased need to be put away.  The kitchen floor was just for giving me a short respite.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 11:13 am on March 26, 2025 Permalink  

  Needed This 

  It is not yet noon, but after a huge event in the studio that I worked my way through, I needed this.  To sit down and put a few words out as the sewing machine is working its magic on an embroidery project.

  Early this morning I got a call to re-schedule my morning PT to one this afternoon.  No problem as I am very flexible.

  I had two projects set for the studio and this re-scheduling would allow me to have some studio time.  First on the agenda was a sweep of any loose threads caught underneath.  A new needle and then some oil.  It is a good idea to clean the cutting blades.  The cutting blades save me having to take a scissor in my hand and nip the threads off of the needle.  Another thing is when the embroidering is going on and colors need to be changed, the cutters cut the thread before a new color begins sewing.

  I went into the “settings” of the machine to find the icon button to begin cleaning the cutters.  I knew it the moment I did it, I hit the wrong icon button.  All seemed well and I continued with threading the sewing machine and putting on a hoop.  Then . . . nothing.  I mean nothing.  There were lights on but no one was home.  The sewing machine was frozen.   Of course I felt panic.  I went back in my mind to when I had hit the wrong button and realized that icon was to re-calibrated the sewing machine.  I had never had to do that.  

  I didn’t even notice my coffee cup was empty, I turned around to my Dell laptop and typed in YouTube.  What a marvel YouTube is.  Yes, the computerized sewing machine needed to be re-calibrated.  A gal told me to shut the machine off, which buttons to hold down and then turn the sewing machine on.  A screen came up with cross-hairs on the upper left.  With the stiletto that came with the machine, I needed to hit the middle of the cross-hairs, the screen took the cross-hairs to the bottom right.  When I hit that middle the screen went to the bottom left.  As soon as I had done that, the sewing machine gave the usual grunt when I turn it on. Wow!

  Grammie learned to slow down and realize not to take for granted the steps to do what we love to do.  There are definite reactions to my hurried actions.  I put a very favorable comment to the YouTube.  By putting this post out while everything was so fresh in my mind helped to cement in my mind what and how I would feel if my sewing machine was seriously sick and needed to go to Bird Island to have Kelly fix it.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:16 pm on March 25, 2025 Permalink  

  A Tuesday 

  It is mid-afternoon and I have just come up from the studio.

  I have had such a gratifying day . . . me, myself and I.  When everything goes well it is truly sweet.

  Last night on a YouTube, I happened upon a site in regard to rug weaving.  It was so entertaining and it took me back.  Taking me back to the Boon Lake farm.  I am not sure what ad had been answered, but it allowed for a Necome four harness fly shuttle loom to be set up in our basement farm house.  The rest is history.  By the way, when Orlin and my dad went to pick it up, the Kimball area rings a bell, there was a huge amount of rags yet to be cut up to make a rug with.  Never a dull moment thereafter.

  Seeing as how Lena had had a rug loom for a long time, she was a great one to learn all the ins and outs.  Raymond knew how to put it together for us. 

  Oh for the memories.

  As luck would have it, there was one more goodie to come out of the freezer.  Our supper is going to be a rotisserie chicken pasta Alfredo casserole.  Gosh, if only an elf could only fill up our freezer with more goodies such as that. 

  Tomorrow morning I will have my second session at PT here in the clinic.  I am ready for it.  Dennis cautions me to rest or take it easy.  No way am I going to let what does work in my body atrophy.  My tendons and muscles need to move.  Sitting is the worst thing for it and the worst thing for anyone else for that matter.  What I do do in my days is not what caused the current situation.  Besides, staying busy and productive takes my mind off of discomforts.  The mind can fool the body. 

  With this I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:25 pm on March 24, 2025 Permalink  

  In Training 

  Quite a while ago when I was doing the box pouch cork phase, I also had a small quilt project perched on the end of the church tables in the studio.  That was a project that entailed quite a few embroidered blocks that never got to be in anything finished.  I had had fabric pulled together of various hues of purple.  It felt right that today, was the day.

  With a new blade in the rotary cutter and a cleared off area on the church tables the measuring tools came out.  This will be a blanket type of quilt using a bit of this and a bit of that from my fabric stashes.  I had not used the rotary cutter for some time and I think Grammie got weak.  I take this project as perhaps a bit of training for when Sadie brings her tee-shirts.  What muscles I had in my arms have gone pretty much to soft tissue.  With any cutting it is measure once, measure twice and then cut by pressing down hard on the rotary cutter so one pass will do the trick.

  As it was close to three this afternoon, I knew I had had enough and the studio went dark.  So far the project measures 35″ x 65″.  Another day I will find from the stashes, fabric to bulk out the width.  I cut, I sewed, I pressed and then pondered.  As I grow this project, I need to keep in mind that I have six yards of flannel for the backing and that is not changing.  Of course the backing will be pieced either lengthwise or widthwise.  I am not ready for that decision.

  These decisions would have been right up Lena’s alley.  She was a marvel of taking less than nothing and turning it into something that would take a blue ribbon any day.

  We mutually agreed that the last of the chili that was in the freezer is going to be our supper.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:21 pm on March 23, 2025 Permalink  

  And Again 

  It may be getting old, but . . . again I am referring to the blustery winds.  First from one direction and then to another. 

  I took coffee and headed to the studio in time for “Radio Church.”  Grace Lutheran from Glencoe in part sponsors it.  I find it enjoyable.

  I will let you know that last night’s poor man’s Shepard oven pie went over well.  Might try that again some time, as one of the stuffing mix is too much for us for one meal.

  When we have extended family stop in, they usually are interested first and foremost what Dennis has been up to.  Then, they want to see what’s going on in the studio.  I enjoy having something extra that I have stitched to send along home with them.  My completed items in the stash was bare bones.  I hope to soon have that rectified with Dan River hand towels from Amazon.  First things first, they hit the laundry for factory sizing to be washed out.  Once that is out during the laundry, it remains to be seen as to what type of stitching they will tolerate.

  When Megan was in the Eden Prairie State Club, Carrie had gotten towels from Amazon so each girl had a towel embroidered for skate guards.  Amanda from Creative Stitches, aka: Bernina, digitized the logo for me.  If I remember there were 80 plus towels for the skate club.  Yes, I was re-embused and happy to contribute.

  My stitching won’t be anything in that number count . . . just Grammie enjoying her studio and its possibilities.

  This afternoon there may be a possibility that will be added to the studio.  Dennis’ granddaughter Sadie, the military E9 gal, sent me a text with a question.  As of the last day of March, Sadie will no longer be in the Minnesota National Guards of Red Bull.  Sadie is 35 and has been in the military since she joined up in her high school junior year.  We give her so much credit for her service as she started a family during that time.  She is ready for “more” in her life.  Grandma Noreen has been asked for one more tee-shirt quilt.  I did not hesitate.  It meant the world to Dennis when she would come over and swap tales of her military experiences during her three tours and Dennis’ in Korea.  Sweet.  Time will tell how it all will work out.

  Subway will be our evening’s fare on this Sunday.

  With that I will take my leave. ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:19 pm on March 22, 2025 Permalink  

  A Saturday 

  As I had finished my local effort by twelve noon, I took a cup of breakfast coffee to my bedroom porch to do a bit of traffic watching.

  Thinking back: There was a time in the past that our Saturdays were spent working at the church in South Branch.  Especially during Lent the church needed double duty.  The Wednesday service always had families that brought snacks for their small children as the service went past the bedtimes and what better than to feed them hoping for an induced nap.  There seemed to be a fair amount of bridal showers in the spring of the year on a Saturday afternoon and that added to getting all done before Sunday.  Sundays also had coffee after the morning service.  We did get it all accomplished.  Thinking back, the sum of $75.00 a month rings a bell.

  Today my local effort here on Stauffer Avenue was changing out bedding.  There is no changing out as it comes off the bed and goes into the laundry and then goes right back on the bed.  Linen closets . . . don’t have one, don’t need one.  During the process it is the ideal time to roust out a dust bunny or two from under the beds.  I am so thankful we don’t have carpeting.  Either the vacuum or the Swiffer can get into the corners and under the beds.

  Dennis’ grandson AJ spent time with Dennis in the patio porch this morning.  It always makes for good feelings with Dennis.

  The studio stayed dark today.  Enough exercise for the ole body.  Yes!  I said exercise, not “extra fries.”  I’ve had a successful Saturday, one that would have made Lena proud.

  We are having a poor man’s Shepard’s pie for supper.  The leftover stove top in the small skillet with a small can of Dinty Moore’s stew over it and heated in the oven.  Sounded good to Dennis.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:13 pm on March 21, 2025 Permalink  

  The Lull 

  The lull of the chimes outside my bedroom porch could be hypnotic.  So much so that I hurriedly got dressed this morning and headed for the studio.

  When I had downloaded the bunny project, there had been many more designs in that collection of the embossed look.  I didn’t download all of them other than the bunnies.  This morning I was determined to finishing up that which had been started.  Every design company has a mirid of files that their designs can be loaded onto.  My sewing machine’s embroidery uses the EXP files exclusively.  

  If nothing else, I need to dip my toe into acquiring an additional design so I don’t forget how to go about the process of it all.  Getting a zip file to open and deposit the information into the my computer’s File Explorer.  From there opening up the “D”, USB drive, with a flash drive plugged in to copy only the EXP files onto.  I do check after several designs have been transferred to turn from my Dell laptop in the studio and plug the flash drive into the sewing machine.  For Grammie, it never hurts to check.  After everything was loaded, I will need to label that flash drive.

  The next item on my to-do list is to pick up several more of the flash drives.  The more I have loaded onto one, the longer the sewing machine has to hunt for what I need.

  I looked out just now and we are having snow showers that look as if it could turn to rain with the 45-degree day we are having.

  Dennis had told me that he was making supper last night.  I ask no questions.  When I was told supper was on the table, I was there.  Beef brats and potato salad with leftover cranberries and pickles.  It worked for me.  And . . . the dishes were also done up.  Sweet.

  This evening it is chicken noodle soup and a grilled cheese half sandwich.  Turn around is fair play.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:25 pm on March 20, 2025 Permalink  

  Can’t Fail 

  I can’t fail if I don’t try.

  I had met my local effort this morning by cleaning the bathroom.  Studio . . . be ware.

  I tried out a design pattern with the embroidery module this forenoon.  Sometimes if I don’t keep my hand in it, I forget what stabilizer works well with what.  That was the case this morning.  I was so confident that a sticky stabilizer would work with my terry towel to hold it nicely in place.

  Hmm.  The design stitched out without a glitch.  Taking the terry towel off of the sticky stabilizer, I dang near pulled off all of the loo0ps that make a terry towel a terry towel.  I settled down and decided to take my time to work a sharp knife under the stabilizer pushing and freeing the loops as I went.  What a huge lesson.

  

  I was determined.  I hooped up another try.  The only thing in the hoop was water soluble stabilizer.  I laid the terry towel on top and used long stick pins to attach the towel to the stabilizer.  I then ran a basting thread around the perimeter of the hoop using my fingers to assist in keeping the towel flat.  It worked out just fine.  Whatever stabilizer couldn’t be cut away from the back,  dunking in warm water will take care of the rest.

  The photo is actually of the “Bunnies” that I picked the sticky stabilizer off of.  No warn, no foul . . . just plenty of patience.  I have some hand towels coming in brown.  Who doesn’t like brown bunnies.  Today was a testament that if you don’t use it . . . it can be lost.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥ 

   

   
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  Noreen 2:04 pm on March 19, 2025 Permalink  

  Bullet Dodged 

  When I came to this morning after my night’s rest, the evergreen right out of my bedroom porch was whipping.  The wind chimes hanging from one of those branches didn’t have a chance to chime, they were clattering.  It took a bit before I was brave enough to look out the windows.  There was not drop one of rain or a single snowflake.  Our area dodged the storm and we were left with high winds.

  I can feel the fact that I had a session of PT yesterday.  Having been worked into a very busy schedule, I felt relief that the target of what was needed had been identified.  Next week I will have two sessions and two additional sessions scheduled for the next week.  Getting into the rotation was the first step.

  At noon we had on the news and south of us, Rochester’s roads were not easily seen.  About that noon news.  We no longer get it from Mankato.  The sister station owned by the same entity delivers Rochester’s news and we are lucky if a dribble is reported from the Mankato area.  So be it.

  I opted to stay on the main floor today.  Alas . . . the studio stayed darkened.  Dennis set up our vacuum and I took care of the floors from one end to the other.  The hose on that vacuum is very long and has its own way of wanting to coil.  I am more apt to go with it and stay on my feet rather than Dennis being taken by surprise and falling over it.  It was also a good opportunity to clean the clothes dryers vent.  The screen catches most of the lint, but the trough that the screen fits into needs some TLC as well.

  After the floors were done and a few extra dust bunnies rooted out, the vacuum went back into storage.  

  I enjoyed the last of the coffee and took in some of the YouTubes that I enjoy following.  I can do a bit of stitching with one eye on the HP screen and taking in a sip of coffee.  A very good way to work through the afternoon.

  There is a marinated pork steak in the round blue-speckled roaster in the oven.  Supper will be stove-top rather than potatoes, green beans and some cranberries.  A very good hot meal for a blustery evening.

  With that I will take my leave. ♥

   
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  Noreen 3:37 pm on March 18, 2025 Permalink  

  One Down 

  One physical therapy appointment done.  I was assured that help will be forthcoming.  Mike had looked at the records and was amazed how long it had been since I had needed him.  Yup.  Time flies.

  I have four appointments set up for twice a week going forward.  I know there will be better days ahead and Mike assured me I would have as much time as needed.  A five-minute drive is all it takes.

  Now you may ask . . . how did I get into this situation.

  Dennis’ hip broke a few days after his Oct. 2nd birthday.  He got out of bed and snap . . . the deed was done.  We had no idea at that time what was the real issue.  I tried to help and I fell.  I cannot get off the floor by myself.  The left side no longer can be an assist.

  I got off of the floor the same way I did after I had my stroke in 2021.  I butt walked, hitching up one hip and then the other, from the bedroom through the living room and kitchen to our back entry steps.  There were the two banisters with which I needed to get on my feet.  It worked like a charm this time as it had in 2021.  I could get the door unlocked for the EMTs. 

  Dennis is on the mend big time and now it is my time.  This too shall pass as I am in good hands.  I am in excellent hands.

  Life throws a curve every once in awhile and having a life without that happening . . . that’s not the real world.  Just so you know kids . . . I love you both.

  With that I will take my leave. ♥