The inevitable

My husband's doctor called this morning on his way to church and asked Mark how he was feeling, that he would call him from the office with a plan Monday.  Plan for what?  Dr. said .... the lab did not call to tell you that you have Covid?  NO.  He has allergies that flare when blowing leaves or cutting grass, even with medication, and that's what he assumed his cold like symptoms were from.  But worse today.  My cousin can't stop coughing even with meds and is getting the monoclonals today.  Both vaxed for several months thank goodness, but of course, I am not.

If you are vaxed and exposed to Covid, quarantine is 10 days.  If you are not vaxed and exposed to covid, quarantine is 14 days.  Carole's surgery is in 12 days.  We tested Thursday, I was negative (Mark did not get results) but not exposed to it as long as Mark was so his doctor recommended I test again next week, symptoms or not.  Because of the upcoming surgery and being out of town, I don't know what will happen when I test again.  I honestly can't see how it would not be spread to me, in the car, sharing meals, sleeping together.  So I expect it.  Mark took his temperature several times a day since he was exposed last weekend and even through yesterday, never came close to a fever.  That is the test given everywhere before entering, we assumed it was the definitive guideline.  Nope.

I will be selling a 12" Riley Blake still sealed wooden clapper.  I bought two sizes, do not need this long one.  When I look at pricing and shipping, I'll post if anyone is interested.

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And now it's three steps

back after two steps forward.  Becoming more like a polka.  Roll out that barrel baby!

 You would think this is the photo from days ago after I had removed the border because of being two stitches off.  And you would be wrong.  What?  That numbskull wouldn't have removed it the second time, it was aligned exactly as the chart.  Again, wrong.  I have so many faults they could be alphabetized, this one is in the S's.  Symmetry disorder.  I didn't want to say symmetry obsession because it's not always an issue.  Just when things aren't the same on each side.  Yep.  That's only a disorder, no?  

When I removed the basting and unrolled the left side, a second look made me realize that Miss Rachel was not blessed with a symmetry disorder.  Her left side is two stitches closer to that damn alpha border which made my original error symmetrical!  To end this dance, I scanned the left side into Paint, flipped/reversed it, and I am using the layout of the left for the right.  Basically the same, and now it's position will be also.  Once I clean up the fuzz left behind, I'll give it another go 'round.

It feels like Sunday evening but isn't.  Maybe too many sweets.  I made the banana cake with coffee frosting that Carol forced me to with her description and photo.  I am embarrassed to admit, I consumed 80% myself.  I do need to make an attempt to drop 10 pounds.  

If you're interested in the harvest soup recipe, go to my recipe blog and you'll find it along with Upstate Minestrone (cabbage and sausage favorite) and although I am a bean denier, French Market is also wonderful.  Our local meat shop smokes the best ham hocks and that actually makes the beans tolerable.

https://marlanco.blogspot.com/

Hmmm.  Now that I looked up the recipes and saw the Orange Julius I want one.

Have a nice Sunday, already the second in Awktober.  Damn skippy.

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Wow.

 I thought about it, and thought about it, and thought about it, and realized I was wasting a great deal of repair time trying to avoid it.  Big girl panties on, carefully reversing some and Lift 'n Snipping the rest.  This was a major improvement over my impatient hissy fits of months ago.  Well, weeks.  Maybe a few days. OK, yesterday.  And then, and THEN, I started stitching it again with correct placement.  Am I sure?  I was the first time and look how that ended.  So this time, I started with the stitch closest to that alpha border and worked out from there.  I hope to get the flowers back in tonight.  But I do believe this newfound tolerance is temporary because my laptop is still at high risk of a window toss.

We won't be getting our Covid results until Monday, still fine, and my cousin received a call to report to a hospital in Erie PA for monoclonal antibodies this weekend.  He would have received treatment today but it's a several hour drive and he couldn't get there in time.  I received this information about treatments, some for early stage and one is even for patients already on ventilators.  Some doctors are willing to offer, others may not.  If I may be at risk of a vent or dying, I would not hesitate.  I think everything and anything you put into your body has the possibility to adversely affect some and not others.  So here's a few, not all, that have shown to be life saving drugs against Covid.

My husband had to cancel the 36 hole last tournament of the year even though his group encouraged him.  Outdoor event, certainly distanced, but he did not feel it was right.  So I instructed him to make dad's harvest soup which I will partake in shortly.

Have a good evening.

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Well ..... crapola

 Getting tired of two steps back for every step forward.  I really paid attention to placement and alignment yet the page three border needs removed.  One error, the vertical stem, is so obvious I can't believe it wasn't noticed.  That of course threw the continuing stem and branches off one, but my start at the top was also misplaced which makes two.  The flowers will be touching the alpha border on the right side of the sampler and not on the left, very noticeable.  For counting over and over and over, this is very disheartening.  I feel like putting Rachel aside for now and choosing something easy.

And then ... my cousin is sick. Mark and he drove together for a four day golf vacation, roomed together, ate the same snacks, golfed together, played poker, visited a packed restaurant.  The entire group is vaxed.  But Monday, Mike became ill and got tested.  We learned this morning he is Covid positive.  So husband and I wasted the entire day, just got back home, trying to find a testing site that wasn't backed up for hours, would answer their fricking phone so we could register.  Neither of us have symptoms.  Can you tell if that swab is in one inch?  Why isn't there a bump or stripe on the stem of the swab to indicate that length?   Hold the spot and when our finger hits the nose, bingo!  You're in deep baby!  Mike asked about treatments since he is really sick, but was told even though there are many very effective (from infusions to pills taken at home) none are being made in anywhere near the quantity needed to save lives.  Why?  

We won't have results until Monday.  Keeping fingers crossed!

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Something tells me ....

 this hard to detail sampler will be a joy.  On Hogbristle (but you know I never comply), undaunting in its small size, peacocks, crowns, flowers, a row of wacky fun letters, an unusual basketweave at the bottom, no over one that I can see.

 Hit that Add to Cart button!

Jean Donaldson 1826 from Cross Stitch Antiques.

Bingo.

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Fading to darkness

  Losing the warmth and sounds of summer days is hard enough, but losing light is even harder to accept.  

This is 7:08.

In the blink of an eye and a few sips of iced coffee, 7:21.  

It happens so quickly.  

Today was warm and after a full day of errands and tasks, I enjoyed my swing  for almost an hour until the darkness and chill appeared and I went inside.

Once inside, made hotel reservations for her surgery and after seeing another price increase from 2 weeks ago, I got ticked and bought more stitching items.

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