My brother-in-law and sister-in-law have a grain mill and grind fresh wheat and spelt for us but it has been out of commission for almost a month. Luckily, we had a small cache of flour. When I exhausted our supply it was rough. Boo and I have a whole wheat waffle every morning and were stuck with white flour (which doesn’t taste very good) until someone went to the market and bought whole wheat flour (which tastes slightly better than white bleached but not a whole lot).
Why do I tell you this seemingly boring routine? Because I was able to open a Christmas gift early this year. I have problems with delayed gratification and I’m great guessing, so I can’t be given any hints. My husband did a pretty good job of talking “smack” so I was pretty sure I wasn’t getting what I got. I was home when it was delivered last week, as was he. He was installing a new stove and a repairman was installing a long-overdue new furnace. He and Boo grabbed the package and ran to the bedroom to wrap it. He then debated with himself orally about whether to make me wait or not. Then he tried to have Boo carry it to me but it was too heavy so Boo pushed it on the carpet and I met him halfway. After he let me open it, he explained that he would have felt silly having it under the tree for two weeks with all of us going without fresh milled flour. I’m quite excited because I had fresh milled whole wheat waffles last week and now that the big mill is back in service, I can serve as a backup for the family when the other grinder is unavailable. I’m also excited to learn that I can grind rice into rice flour for my husband who can’t have wheat.
Well, planning will only get me so far. During nap time today I was able to knock out most of the male cardinal block. When Boo woke up he needed much comforting because I was running a sewing machine when he woke up so I didn’t hear him immediately. I don’t really know how long he was in his crib awake and unhappy. Once settled, I recalled that Grandma L. is able to put him in a highchair while she cooks and he seems content. I wondered if I pulled him next to me in his chair while I sewed if he would find it interesting. I discovered that he is only interested in watching me sew if he can have his own bits of fabric.
Luckily for both of us I accidentally sewed and cut the wrong pieces so I had some extras that I could give him. I sewed them into a small block when Jason got home and turned Boo loose. He toddled around with it like it was treasure. Then I was able to finish the first block. While looking it at I realized that I originally wanted it set on point but designed it square.
We had family dinner tonight, so when we returned home I started work on the female cardinal. I wisely cut all the background squares Thursday when I was cutting the pieces for male block. I changed the color scheme again, the picture doesn’t do the female justice, she’s got a little purpley-pink tuft on her head and the tail doesn’t look that dark. I went to work cutting and then piecing. I am so chuffed with the results, most of my points line up, the ones that don’t sort of look like tail feathers and perhaps it was on purpose. The blocks look as good if not better than they did in my head, which is saying something. I’m not the best with color and I’ve never designed a pieced pattern before. I looked at a lot of different pieced cardinals and then combined what I thought were the best features into my own. The only thing that I wish I had remembered was that I wanted the birds to be mirror images of each other rather than duplicates. I should have flipped the female on paper instead of thinking that I would remember. You’ll notice they are both facing to the left, not one left and one right, I’m not redoing it. What Granny doesn’t know won’t hurt her.
Now I have to rework the center blocks in my head because I designed everything in my head on point with triangles. Luckily for me I only have squares now, much easier, I hope. I also have a knitting project to do as well. I had planned a cowl, but tonight she asked for a Calorimetry like mine. I assume I can pick different colors. I’ll do that first and then the cowl if there’s time.
Last night I thought I had used up all my skeins of yarn with 1.5 sleeves finished and was saddened to have to spin more. I now know that my yarn is quite overspun and have no desire to sit down and purposefully do that again. I like the feel of properly spin yarn and this not so much. While looking for my pattern for my SSSSP (super secret santa sewing project), I found my swatch for my sweater, now I have a smallish ball of yarn to work my sleeve with, I’m optimistic.