Wonderful Rain
During the early morning hours, I did hear thunder. Getting up at six the rain came down in what I would call a good soaking rain. It was very welcoming.
I was up early for a potty visit. Dennis slept until ten this morning.
We had had a very busy day yesterday traveling north to the city of Darwin for a family gathering. My mom, Lena Riebe Wendlandt, has a lot of family in that area. Granted, us cousins are now left to continue the family stories. Dennis chimes right in. Some can talk tractors. Some can talk collectable guns. Dennis knows no strangers. The dish towels I had done for the family members went over great. I had done those in the early winter of 2021. I did put two towels back, one for Kevin and one for Carrie. They all joked, I should do caps for next year. Blank caps to embroider on are a bit too pricey . . . but it was fun to think about doing it.
We drove in heavy rain as we traveled north and could only hope there would be some saved for our neck of the woods.
I was weary when we got home. I had not done anything but sit, but it was out of my norm. Dennis is the fellow that drove the little red pickup the 120 miles one way. Home felt wonderful.
This morning, I was determined to try something I had not done for a long time. I wanted to make sure I could still remember the steps to find an embroidery design, get it saved to a file and then transfer onto a flash drive to insert when I am ready to stitch. Out of site and out of mind can happen very easily. Success! There are many brands of thread. Design companies use their own unique brand when hawking their wares. I do have printouts of conversion tables for several thread companies. The conversion chart allows me to know that the Floriana number for the color cinnamon is the number in the Isacord brand that I sew from. I have invested in one brand only. The eyeballs were doing a lot of back and forth. I printed out the picture of the design and then put my thread numbers to coincide the thread changes as they would take place.
The spools of colored thread needed are lined up on my church tables. It was time to clean out fuzz and thread from under the hood. A bit of oil where indicted. I swapped out the number twelve needle that I had used for the scrappy quilt for a number eleven needle, not such a large poke in the material, that I like to use for embroidery. The embroidery module is on the sewing machine and tomorrow we should be good to do some stitching. The scrappy quilt was a timely project. The last time I embordered was when making nephew Larry’s Christmas stockings.
It being fairly comfortable to run the oven, I do have an oven meal prepared for supper. My own concoction: 1 can of Hormel Chili with no beans, 1 can tomato soup, I can of golden mushroom soup, 1 lb. 85% browned ground beef and a heaping 2 cup container of pasta needing to be boiled. When all was combined, I finished off by folding in whatever was left of grated Parmesan in a container in the refrig. 350 degree for an hour or until the thermometer reads 155. Dennis finished it off by grinding black pepper over the top. Whatever would I do without my round blue speckled enamel roaster.
This next week looks like a keeper and by tomorrow we will know how much rain fell.