Projects, Books, Sewing & Sausages
I am still sewing a lot. I think that the reason I am not knitting much is that when the window replacement time comes, I am going to have to empty out the sewing/knitting room, a gargantuan task I am not looking forward to. In the meantime, though, (sufficient unto the morrow is the evil thereof) I am still working on the Year of Abby. This week I made her another Mexican peasant blouse with free-motion machine embroidery. I am getting pretty good at that, off and on, by which I mean that sometimes it turns out great and sometimes not so fine. I also finished up the nylon tricot camisole, mended a pair of her socks, made an apron for her, and made a red camisole that turned out amazingly well.
The only other thing I did this week was laundry. Since Contractor Guy will be working in the garage this week, the spouse said I had to finish up all the laundry that was waiting out there. It was quite a mountain of laundry so I had lots to wash and lots to fold and put away. Lots and lots and lots. I discovered that when everything is clean there is not enough room in the house for it to all be put away.
This last weekend two of the libraries had book sales so we went to the previews on Friday night, then I went back to the bag sales later on in the weekend. At the preview I saw a cookbook from the late 50's that I already own so I didn't buy it (How America Eats by Clementine Paddleford), but when I got home I looked it up on on the interwebs and saw that it is selling for between $40 to $225. I was hoping it would still be there when I went to the bag sale, and it was, so I got it for about 10 cents. I also found some great books for the girls, but not so many good reading books for myself because it was too crowded. Times are hard and the crowds at the cheap books sales are really increasing.
Joel's birthday dinner is this week and he says he wants to have tamales. Melissa says she is still sick and tired of tamales because of the other time someone had them for a birthday dinner when she was living over at my dad's. He bought way too many of them so she was eating them for weeks afterwards. This also happened to her the year she wanted sausages for her birthday dinner. I bought about 7 different kinds, and she hasn't been able to look at another one since.
In entertainment news, I like the looks of the animated feature about the boy (robot?) who saves the world.