Weathering the weather

Thank you for all your good wishes for my health.  I ended up going to the clinic and three hours later was diagnosed with bronchitis.  At least it wasn’t pneumonia…something that I’ve had more often than I care to admit.  With 48 hours of meds in my system I’m not 100% but getting better.  At least I want to knit now!

Winter Storm Stella didn’t dump as much snow to cripple our area…thankfully. We got about eight to ten inches of the white stuff. Enough to cause cancellations for many activities but not the end of the world amount. I have serious issues about the way the media hypes up every snowfall into a major, life-threatening disaster. They have cried wolf too many times for me to believe most of it. Now I did believe we were going to get some snow but I wasn’t going to stay glued to the TV for up to the minute blow-by-blow account of where it was. For the hour I spent in the waiting room at the clinic the only topic was Stella on the Weather Channel. I get the need to inform/warn people but not to cause panic.  And that’s what was happening. No news or weather about the rest of the country. It was all about Stella.  S-T-T-E-E-L-L-L-L-A-A-A   Makes the decision to not have TV so much easier.  We’ve been unplugged from that idiot box for several years and I don’t miss it at all.

It boils down to common sense.  If you live in an area that gets bad weather: tornadoes, hurricanes, snow storms, rain storms, floods, dust storms, droughts, then be aware.  Be prepared. Help your neighbors and community.

OK, rant over.

How are you feeling?  Did Stella come to visit you?

Care and feeding

A few years ago the choir members at Mr. Aitch’s church gifted him with a beautiful sweater, tie and dress shirt.  The dress shirt is 100% cotton and not the wrinkle-resistant kind of cotton.

Though I appreciate the gesture, I do not like the extra work involved.  I have a love-hate relationship with that shirt.  It takes me twice as long to iron it than any of the other shirts.  And I don’t mean a quick press or touch-up.  I mean IRON.  As in dampening the shirt and using spray starch.  I really dislike the care and feeding of that shirt but it does look so nice when I’m finished with it and Mr. Aitch wears it.

Finding the right yarn for a project also means looking at the care and feeding of the finished item.  Acrylic?  No problem.  Cotton?  “Most” of the time it can be machine washed BUT dried flat after reshaping.  Wool?  Depends on if it is superwash or not.  Superwash can be machine washed and dried but best to dry flat after shaping.  Not superwash wool?  Hand wash gently in cool water, roll in a towel to get as much water out, reshape and dry flat.  Of course ALWAYS check the label to see how to take care of the finished item(s).

So when I needed a superwash wool yarn for my special project, I had to go out and buy some as I know the recipient (and his wife) would appreciate an easy care item over a handwash item.

I always include care and feeding instructions with my handmade things be them knitted or sewn.


Do you take those into consideration when gifting something you’ve made?

Saved a bundle

We noticed some frozen veggies in the crisper drawer in our freezer-on-the-bottom refrigerator.  They are not suppose to freeze.  Frozen romaine lettuce is pretty disgusting.

After several Internet searches, I found a fix to problem.  A frozen defrost line in the back of the refrigerator.  So you ask: If the freezer is on the bottom, how come the defrost is up there?  The ice maker and water dispenser are in the upper part so we can get water and ice through the door.  The water from the defrost cycle from the ice maker couldn’t get down to the evaporator pan as it was clogged with ice so it ran into the bottom of the refrigerator, pooled under the crisper drawers and froze.  The veggies in the crisper were sitting right on top of ice and froze, too.

I watched a couple of YouTube videos on how to repair the frozen line and keep it from happening again.  Only time will tell if the fix worked.

Figured I saved a hundred dollars.  Or two.  That’s a bundle to me.