Little Cork Coin Pouch

 Inspiration from one of my facebook sewing groups. I almost derailed to make this right then and there. But I held firm and finished my other two "must do" projects.

This one was super fast to sew. No lining. The cork fabric is backed by a thin knit fabric which works quite well for a finished look inside.

The facebook sewist placed a cut-out heart there but my patch was round, therefore the cut-out was a circle.

Too stinkin'cute. And fast.



***...and two days later, added a copper rivet at the connector for strength. See first photo.

Random Saturday Posted On Tuesday

Backside of PO Boxes. Green lidded tubs are for people who will not pick up their mail.

My initials, randomly placed in order, at the store.

In the mailbox when I arrived home from work and shopping. Guess I know what I am doing July 4th. Lawn tractor races.

Throwback Saturday. One of my favorite photos of our Stearman Biplane.

Son took these with a GoPro camera (out in the windstream!). Hubby is in back piloting.

Farmland below. Yellow at upper left is upper wing. Grey diagonal post at bottom right is wing strut.  Pilot can fly from both seats - Flying alone is always done from back cockpit.

 
My new smart phone had an unfortunate incident that it may never recover from. I liked the Blogaway app (android) and used it extensively to upload blog posts with lots of photos in Japan. 

These photos are from my old phone - which is still working, However, it can't do Blogaway and my old BlogIt app is in an unbelievable snit.

To get the photos here onto the blog, I have to email myself the photos, then download them, then upload them. Gah.

Good thing I have a homebrew festival (six! of the neighbors are now making their own beer) to look forward to.
Gah.
 
 Except I can't drink beer. The grains and barley really bother my poor intestines. Oh well, there's always a sunburn to obtain while timing the tractor races.

Happy Valentines Day!

Borrowed from MissInformation Blog.





Here's a sweet mouse Valentine.

Laundry Day

 My Sunday turned out to be dry and warm .  Our Indian Summer continues.
This plane flew in to visit. My husband bought a project just like this one so they were talking J-5 stuff.

Photos to share:

Fall colors in this bed. We had some 'almost frosts' which toasted the hostas in the foreground. The others are still going strong with one re-blooming.

 Garden Nasturciums came back from the almost frost with a vengeance.

 Dahlias still going strong.

 Blueberry plants all turning color. The next wind will make the leaves disappear.

 Rusty with his marrow bone. He can see me in the garden and the guys in the hangar. All of his peoples must remain in his view.

 The million dollar question? Will my butternut squash ripen in time???

 The almost frost nailed half of the leaves. If they can make it until Thanksgiving, that's when we get a good frost around here. Please ripen. I want butternut squash soup for Thanksgiving dinner.

 My pajama pants I sewed last sunday (raining). Very comfortable cotton knit.

 Pocket detail. I made adjustments to my PJ pattern to include this pocket. No bulky seam layers with just a single layer to add to the front piece to make the pocket. All sewing done with my serger and coverstitch machines.

Made  two small apple pies for hubby today. Trying to talk him into flying today. Definitely our last chance before weather turns warm again in the spring.

But we just paid bills - including those high property taxes we get for living in Canbyland.
Avgas is pricey.

Slow cooking a roast this afternoon and maybe I will work on my Japanese sewing projects.
During lunch at work, I am doing yoga on Tuesday and Thursdays (Lilia's Yoga and you DVD) and reading and sewing the other two lunch hours. Sometimes I go for a walk if it's not too windy (hello hair) or rainy.  Trying my best to take breaks and not succeeding.
The stress at work has plateaued and it is what it is. Especially through Christmas.

The being two steps behind at work is actually helpful to me sticking to eating well and taking care of myself. I am not making poor food choices as often -because I cannot afford to deal with the reactions. Working six days a week forces me to be vigilant about my health and in a weird twisted way, 50 hrs/wk is good for me.
Being busy takes away the focus on how sick I am. There's a lot to be said to just 'ignoring' my auto-immune issues and moving forward.

I promised myself I would get a better attitude about this work situation on or before Nov. 1 and having a deadline to find something positive in it (or else!) caused me to come up with positives.

I am learning new programs constantly and my efficiency at work is at an all-time high.
On laundry day, I make sure my laundry is done for the week (duh) and also something like soup or a chicken has been cooked for easy meals for the week.

I took advantage of the dry day today to pull my tomato plants for the year and spread lime on the garden soil. I also turned over the big weeds. I plan to spread some compost this fall also but not today. Putting the garden to bed.

My liquid vitamin B complex has come through in more regulated energy throughout the day - especially at the nap-time hour. I utilize more of the vitamins in this liquid form.

My voodoo-hippee doctor is now offering Saturday hours of which I am taking advantage of to keep my energy paths open and flowing positively. This is all part of taking care of myself.   'cause when I am feeling good, I tend to be a positive person. The negativity is directly related to not feeling well or not dealing with overwhelming stress well.

The safety issues with my older parents have all been accomplished and they are good to go until we re-assess in the Springtime.

Thanksgiving is around the corner and I'm having it at my house as this is less stressful in my family dynamics. The plus side? We get all the turkey smells lingering at my house. Feel good smells.

Biplane Rocker

My sister from Minnesota came to visit Oregon a few weeks ago. She found this in the rubbish bin somewhere near her neighborhood. In what might be called a family trait, it was rescued.
She shipped it here where my dad painstakingly put it back together. Her boys helped with sanding and priming.

So this is when I got to see it.

My first reaction? I don't have little kids. And that is still a few years away.

My second reaction? Another unfinished project - because - the seat is broken. Whoever made it cut the seat grain with the fuselage instead of across. The seat split. The back of the seat is half gone as well. The split in the top wing has been repaired.

Third reaction? She intimated that painting the rocker similar to our plane's colors would be cool.

 The fourth reaction came about an hour later as I was driving out to see a friend. The thoughtfulness of coming across an  airplane gift is huge.
Yes- I painted some furniture for the bazaars and sold them and yes - it does take three coats of every color to get it to look right. And there is the upside and then you have to turn it over  and paint some more --so painting it can and will take several weeks. And I know all the guys at Canby Builders. They'd love to suggest the right wood to remake the seat and seat back.

The fifth reaction? How cool is this?

This would make a cool grandma toy. The tail piece moves as does the propeller.  Sure- it needs a little TLC but it will make some kid very very happy. She even took pictures before she took it apart. Painted originally in primary colors with the rocker part just varnished.

Rocket says he's up for supervising.

Thank you for the very cool airplane gift.