Showing posts with label Singer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Singer. Show all posts

Thursday, December 15, 2022

Wednesday Night and Thursday

 Wednesday night, we had a different dinner. I had two pounds of fresh green beans that needed to be eaten. Plus, I had a few potatoes left and a dish of the juices of the applewood pork loin. Then, I had a meat that felt all frozen from the freezer. It was pork rib tips. I could not figure that out. But, when we were eating, I figured that is was the end pieces of a rack of ribs, little strips of meat with 1/2 inch tiny, round bones. 

So, frozen pork rib tips, green beans, potatoes went into a cooking bag along with the juices of the seasoned pork loin. It was one of the best dinners we have had in a long time. The skinny strips of meat with rib bones were the strangest cut of meat I ever saw. Have you bought or eaten this? 

I finally calmed down after finding a stranger had given my telephone number to another stranger to me and to her. And, she had posted my number on fb.

Wednesday night, Tommy started digging around in one of the spare bedrooms in order to put his crap he keeps in the floor in the living room into that room and out of the living room floor. Well, that will jumble things I know the locations. Plus, he took boxes out to throw away. Nope, those are for books. He found the box for the air fryer and got the fryer from the kitchen to put in the box. I give up! It will go on the curb for free. I spent a lot of money on it, and he broke the latch after the second use, so the door won't close. 

I tried the keto bread twice today. It is awful with pbj as the bread seems gummy and hard to chew. With cheese the bread was great. I will go back to using Smucker's  Natural pb and use half as much jelly, just a smear. I eat my potatoes almost cold in order to accommodate diabetes. 

Tommy is destroying the vac I bought for him. He will not empty the HEPA filter. He said it does not matter. Now, the huge wads of dust sit outside the filter cup. The HEPA filter serves a purpose--to keep the air exiting the vac from having particles that will bother me. I have no idea how long it will take the extra wads of dirt to kill the motor. He uses his reacher to pick up particles from the carpet, says the carpet is clean so no need to run the vacuum. Heaven help me! He did not change the furnace filter for over a year to save on filters. 

The only thing I need to buy for the tiny party is grapes and cherries. I will make the dip, put out goat cheese and crackers, make sausage balls. The rest is just arranging food. 

As I explained how he will mix sausage balls, Tommy looked appalled. He will have gloves on to squeeze sausage...lol. He did not realize how this was done. And, I would put gloves on, too. I never had rubber gloves to wear when I made these years ago.

I bought another basil plant. The leaves from the other were not as fragrant as they were when I bought it. I need to breathe the fragrance as ears and sinuses are becoming congested. 

Wednesday night, I ordered a tiny vacuum, about the size of a curling iron to get up bits, tiny particles. I hope it does what I need it to do. Surprisingly, it has a HEPA filter if I read correctly. It is very lightweight.

Wednesday night, at 7:30, the temperature was 59F, nice. 

The Christmas Party for seniors is coming up, but I think I am too tired! Last year, there were 800 seniors in attendance. 

You know I love bologna. I do and eat little. The last time I bought it, last week, the texture was off, and this was my favorite brand. I called and complained, inquiring as to the problem. As I tried to describe the texture, the guy said, "I know exactly what you mean." I asked if others had complained. "A few."  I took that terse, flat answer to mean quite a few. He said that the problem has been solved at the plant and he would give me a refund check. Okay. Good deal. 

Then, I called my favorite bakery about my favorite bread being scorched tasting. The young woman was rude, like I was lying, raising her voice. So, I raised my voice, too which hurt her feelings. I asked for her supervisor, and she had her call me back. I explained I did get loud but only after she insinuated I was lying, got loud with me, and continued her accusation over and over. Gee! Now, I will get a coupon for two loaves of bread. No, I did not go off into a lengthy maniacal rant. But, I do not suffer fools lightly! Her tone, phrasing, and voice insulted me and implied she did not believe me. The first thing I said was that I bought two loaves of bread. She then said repeatedly I only said one in the beginning. They have the conversation taped, so the supervisor can hear it all. 

That three-minute phone call turned sour quickly. I am getting coupons for bread! It was not so much getting another loaf of bread, just her yelling at me, calling me a liar, and being so obnoxious. Have you ever seen anyone argue by repeating the same phrase over and over like--I told you so, I told you so, I told you so! ??? Their intent is to drown out anything you say so that you give up and give in. ???

Tommy put the air fryer in its original box on the lawn and we left for about an hour and fifteen minutes. It was gone when we returned. I hated to give it away. I really wanted an airfryer, and it worked well but the door would not stay closed. But, it was on the counter, using real estate and not working! Plus, it was a constant disappointment and longing for me. I really want an Emeril Lagasse air fryer, but I want him too, to put food in there. 

We gave away a box of food we cannot use, won't eat, or whatever. I love dried beans, but we had too many. 

Gas is $2.62 here in Alabama. 

I took six D batteries to a battery store to recycle.

The Singer treadle machine is class model #66, quantity manufactured-- 35,000, Jan. 2, 1929. So, now we know. I wish I knew the story of the woman who bought it and all the women who sewed on it. 

Wednesday and Thursday, we watched A Christmal Carol with Jim Carrey and tonight with Patrick Stewart. I hope the one with Kelsey Grammer is shown soon. 

Thursday Dinner is leftovers--roast chicken, slaw, potatoes, green beans. 

There is not much happening here...lol. The house is rid of the clutter of six batteries, one air fryer, and 20lbs of beans. I count that a good declutter day. And, it was a sunny day in the 50s. 

How has your day gone? Do you enjoy watching different iterations of The Christmas Carol?





Saturday, December 10, 2022

Turkey Breasts and Yard Sale Treasure




 At 8 am Saturday morning, I called Publix. The meat guy went to check. He said he got two for me. Later, but really early, like 10 am, I went and collected my turkey breasts. Both were a bit over six pounds, $9.16 and $8.52. That is not bad for those huge hunks of meat. 

But, they were strange. Turkey breasts are rounded all over. The has twoprotuberances, one on each side. I asked the guy why those things were sticking out. He said they were bones. I was skeptical and told him a turkey breast won't have a bone there. He said it was probably wings. I am going to be fit to be tied if I bought wings. 

We decided to air up one of my tires. The car would not start. So, Tommy had to use our handy-dandy car charger and it started. Then, I backed it out of the carport and he aired them up, all to different numbers--32 pounds for this tire, 34 pounds for that tire. It just makes me crazy. But, he said it won't matter. It appears sitting for so long and one tire only with 12 pounds did not make any of the tires get a flat spot. I imagine driving Michelin is why they held up nicely. 

I drove a little to keep in practice...lol. and decided to take it to the car wash. Well, there were about 12 people in line and I was not doing that wait. We will go tomorrow. 

Tommy pointed out a yard sale close to the house. We passed it several times before we stopped. There was furniture 6 feet high and massive. Behind it they put all the small stuff. We pulled into the driveway, and I decided there was nothing there for me. Then, I saw a tiny edge of something like a table, only I knew it was a Singer treadle. Yep. I bought it for $15. Since it was so cheap and she would deliver it, I offered to pay her five dollars to drive a mile to my house and put it in the carport. 

When we left, Tommy said, I thought you had sewing machines. I DEAL in sewing machines. I really only want this one for the iron bottom. I can sell the head to someone who wants to cannibalize it or to refurbish it. The wooden part, especially the drawers are good sellers for people who use them on shelves to store something also collectible. I might even make money on the deal. Now Tommy has to go out and cover it as even under the carport rain blows in. 

I have always wanted the iron stand from a Singer treadle to put a marble or wooden top on it. This would be pretty on a porch but would get really wet on Tommy's porch. However, it would be great anywhere. This is one of my dreams come true! I do have a Singer treadle older than this one, but I won't take it apart for a table. At one point, I used it in the den for my TV. 

The table at the head of the post is using the tabletop of the machine. So, that is an idea for a table kept indoors. I love it. 

We have a Christmas party to go to next Saturday. The weather will be great, but covid is on the rise everywhere, so I may opt to miss all the fun.

Dinner will be leftovers from Tommy's birthday meal--pork loin, potatoes, carrots, squash, zucchini, onions. I am so glad I don't have to cook! 

Are you missing parties to be safe? 

Do you use a Singer iron base for a table base?

Have you ever wanted this type table? 

 

Tommy died

I am distraught! He died at 12:15 am on 3-14.