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Yesterday we took our ancient grill to our local landfill to discard it. We used it for 10+ years before it became too rusted and unsafe to keep, so I didn't feel bad about trashing it. I've been to the dump before, and this time it seemed remarkably clean with very little trash in sight anywhere. My guy thought the same, and asked the attendant where all the trash has gone. Turns out our landfill is currently used only as a transfer station for waste now because there's no more room for any more trash to be processed there. As the man was telling us this I began noticing all the big trucks filled with tires and things, and the grass-covered mountain beside us, and felt a bit chilled. It's not a big deal if we can keep finding places to open new landfills, but what happens when we run out of room for our garbage? The other moment came when my guy stopped at a taco place for lunch. It's $15.61 for two taco meals now, but that wasn't what gave me pa

My favorite person sent me this pic of her posing with a robot she repaired at her lab. It was broken and unusable when she arrived there, and would have cost the university thousands to fix the machine. She knew this particular robot would make her job easier, so she got out the manual and figure out how to make the repairs herself. My guy and I taught her that. We are big DIYers here at Casa Rayendal. We almost never call outside contractors to deal with problems at home; we do it or figure out how to do it ourselves. Our neighbors call whenever they have a repair problem to see if my guy can fix it for them; right now he's rebuilding a shed with rotted wood floors for the minister next door. I came up with the solution to repair our buckled tile floor by remembering where some spare tiles were hidden in the kitchen. I also just figured out what was slowing down my work computer and fixed that earlier this month. Besides being frugal, the DIY attitude allows you to

Love Me if You Dare is one of the few Chinese drama series I've enjoyed, so I thought it deserved a write-up on the blog. This is a mystery/romance/psychological thriller with some glaring flaws, but it has some merits that make up for those, and overall doesn't seem like a Chinese drama at all. The series begins when Bo Jin Yan (brilliantly played by Wallace Huo), a criminal psychologist specializing in profiling serial killers, returns to China from the US after nearly becoming a victim of a cannibalistic killer. He needs a translator and a personal assistant, so his best friend and techno wiz Fu Zi Yu (Yin Zheng) hires Jian Yao Yao (Sandra Ma), a young, intelligent but naive recent college grad, to work for him for about a week before she starts her new job in the city. While cold and unfriendly, Jin Yan soon learns he cannot do without Yao Yao, and so goes to great lengths to convince her to become his permanent assistant. Meanwhile, young teenage boys start dis

I have to drink a lot of water every day to help regulate my blood sugar, but after three years of this I've grown tired of it. I've tried a couple of alternatives like sparkling mineral water, but everything I'm allowed to drink has become pricier so I'm back to making my own drinks. I'm trying to avoid caffeine, all sugar substitutes except stevia, and anything with dye in it. Caffeine-free iced tea is one good substitute. A pitcher lasts me pretty much all day, and it's not hard or expensive to make. Some herbs teas are also actually good cold, like Celestial Seasoning's Lemon Zinger. Diet cranberry juice has become my go-to daily breakfast drink, as a small glass has only about 2.5 grams of sugar. I buy a generic brand, and a bottle lasts me all week. Lemon juice + stevia = sugarfree lemonade. I'm hoping once our lemons are ripe I can make pitchers of it this summer. Another strategy of mine to keep hydrated is to always have a glass o

My reward to myself for finishing the first work project for the day job in 2023 was this beautiful vintage lot of YLI metallic silk embroidery ribbon on 30 yard spools. Because these aren't made anymore in this quantity the ribbon retails for $10.00 a spool or more when you can find them. I purchased them for about a dollar each. I'm extra over the moon to have these because I just ran out of embroidery ribbon, and they're vintage, so I'm sticking to my intention not to buy any new materials this year. It's really a beautiful thread to work with in embroidery. The blue feather stitching above the violet ribbon on my calendar scroll was made with the new ribbon. Now all I need is a bigger specialty thread box. :)

This week I tried this new recipe for a Crunchy Asian Chicken Salad that is a copycat of Applebee's Asian Chicken Salad, which I've always liked. It's pretty close to the restaurant version, too; the dressing is super close. The only thing I did differently was used chicken breast I cooked in the air fryer, and sliced raw almonds rather than slivered and toasted. My guy liked it enough to eat three plates, and he is not a fancy salad lover.

My reward for finishing the latest novel for work was collecting some vintage ephemera for a couple of projects. This lovely old velvet drawstring reticule has cut steel beading, which dates it to maybe the turn of the 20th century; the hesitation points for me is the ribbon drawstrings (they used cords mostly back then) and the sewn-on rhinestone piece, which might have been a later addition. It's also in very good condition, especially the velvet, which tends to bald over time. Still, I've seen reticules of the same shape with the same kind of beading that were dated by a reliable source to 1910, so it's a toss-up. I may actually do nothing but treasure this piece because it's so gorgeous. This adorable mushroom ornament was crafted from an old crazy quilt patch, beads and a cinnamon stick as a stem. I've got a nice pile of vintage bits and bobs to play around with; maybe for a shadow box-type project. Also a nice mini collection of old clothesp

In the garden things are rolling right along for spring. My guy planted a new bunch of lettuce and brussel sprouts in our new big bed. We eat a lot of salads, and since lettuce is just getting more and more expensive we thought we'd try growing it. Brussel sprouts are one of my favorite veggies, so I'm always glad to have them in the garden. Although it's only 3/4 of the way grown I'm using our celery as I need it, but once it reaches full growth I'm going to process and freeze it all for future recipes. We just picked and ate most of the mature radishes, but more are on the way. Our second planting of Cosmic carrots have also sprouted. The watermelon managed to survive the worst of winter, and is now getting ready to bloom. We picked the last of the grapefruit, and Mom's tree gave us a whopping 25 grapefruit this year. The lemons on our new Meyer tree are just now starting to turn yellow.

This was the bento box meal I ordered when we took my favorite person out to our local Japanese restaurant over the holidays. Like a lot of my dining out experiences it's becoming a fond memory, because it's just too expensive to eat out anymore. Since going out to lunch now costs $20.00 for the two of us, and dinner runs $35.00 to $40.00, we're dining at home almost exclusively now. This doesn't instantly tame our food budget either; prices at the market require us to shop at four different stores to get the foods we need for the least amount of $$$. I've become an aggressive bargain hunter, too, and never pass up a good deal on anything I regularly use. We're thinking of buying a chest freezer for the garage so we can buy more things on sale and freeze them for later use. Of course I want us to eat well, but inflation has prompted me to make some changes to how I cook. When I used to make my guy's favorite pasta sauce I thought nothing of adding a

For saving him a lot of time and headaches with the floor repair project (I found sitting under the stove two tiles that match the ones that broke during the buckling), my guy took me out for lunch. Across from the restaurant was a Goodwill store I'd never visited, so I asked him if we could stop in to see if they had a few things I needed. I didn't find the to-be-recycled item I wanted for this year's thrift flip project, but I did find another pretty hat box in pristine condition and no bad smells for $4.99. I'll still going to detox it, but very happy to have this one as my special embroidery thread tin is packed to overflowing lately. Because I'm nice I swapped with my guy my arm support pillow for his head pillow, as his had become pancaked and was uncomfortable for him to sleep on (it's probably ten years old.) Unfortunately his pillow hasn't been supporting my arm all that well, either. When I spotted this new hypoallergenic standard pi

Well, it's bad news here this week. Our home insurer denied our claim for the damaged floor, and they gave us a spectacularly ridiculous reason: our tile floor was not installed properly. The structural engineer evidently used his psychic powers to determine this, as he didn't pull out any of the baseboards to check for expansion joints behind them, ask for any original installation paperwork, etc. My guy is still debating on if he should pull the boards and check. He's really ticked off, too. Anyway, at this point we're talking about canceling the policy and finding another company to insure us, but we have more research to do, and need some time to evaluate our options. One good thing came out of this -- now we can do some temporary repairs.

After watching Worn Stories on Netflix I thought I'd raid my closet for a few garments I've saved over the years and talk about why I've kept them. Weirdly, I didn't pay for any of them. This field jacket was the first issued to me by the Air Force when I enlisted. I've kept it because of all the uniforms I wore during my service, this was the one that meant the most to me for a bunch of reasons, including surviving basic training. I definitely earned this jacket. This is a pair of scrubs given to me by a trauma surgeon from a civilian hospital where I worked. He had just learned that I'd turned in my notice and told me I should really consider going to medical school (he even offered to help me get in a great one) and told me to wear the scrubs so I'd know what it was like to dress like a working surgeon (the scrubs I wore for that job were blue.) I kept them because I often wondered what my life would have been like if I'd stayed in the m

Three years of my summer art quilts. A 1930's double wedding ring quilt I repaired. A quilt I won at a local guild show, which was made by a gentleman. An early 19th century crazy quilt top I restored and hung in my sewing room, as it was too fragile to make into a quilt.

When this sample black dress shirt (photos lightened to show the details) arrived from Fabscrap, I expected I'd have to make repairs everywhere there were safety pins. It really was covered with pins, too. Yet once I removed all the pins and checked each spot, the only mend required was a tear in the fabric at the top of one sleeve. That was a pretty easy fix to stitch from the inside, too. The shirt is so black you can't see the repair. It fits me, too, so I'll be wearing this whenever I want to go goth. :)

Rachel's of Greenfield Birches quilt kit occupied me for most of December and January, but I took my time and followed the directions almost exactly. I've wanted to learn more about applique and working with wool, and this project taught me a lot. Like most kits this one came with almost everything needed to make the 13" X 15" quilt (some quilting thread is needed for the border stitching, and to applique the little bird and trees.) There wasn't an overabundance of fabric or thread, so I had to go slowly and not make mistakes with the cutting, piecing or embroidering. I managed not to make any major mistakes, too. The instructions were pretty clear, too. I deviated from them only when quilting the border (I used a cut-out leaf that I pinned to the fabric rather than try to trace the quilting design on that dark gray cloth) and how I made the binding (I didn't try to miter the corners but made a continous strip that I folded.) I also did some

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British paranormal/dystopian thriller Lockwood & Co. just debuted on Netflix, and if you're willing to go along on the somewhat implausible ride it's a fun young adult series. Here's the premise: some 50 years ago ghosts began attacking people in the real world; by touching the living they kill them. People can't go out at night without risking death so a permnanent curfew is imposed. When you can't see what wants to kill you, you have a pretty grim world. Luckily some teenagers turn out to be sensitive to these spirits and can see, hear and otherwise detect them. They're trained to fight them with iron swords, silver chain mail, salt, etc. Ghostbusting companies then recruit such kids once they're trained and pay them to ghostbust professionally. Conspiracies abound in this world, along with a pretty breathtaking complete disregard for the welfare of the kids who are basically saving the world every night. The series centers around thr

A couple of months ago I saw and picked up a faux gilded autumn leaf in a parking lot while we were out shopping. I usually find these in the yard when my neighbor's fall decorations begin shedding, and make them into quilted pieces (she still has no idea I do this.) I hand washed the fake leaf when I got home and put it in the sewing room to wait and see what it wanted to be. I have a bag of scrap linen bits that I saved from bigger projects and keep to use in textile art projects, too, as well as bags of unusual buttons. I never throw away the bubble wrap that comes in my packages; I always find a way to reuse even the smallest scraps. One of my art prompts last month was to go on a scavenger hunt around the house and make something out of the objects I found. That's how Twice, my little Goddess of Repurposing, came into being. She's now hanging out on the idea board in my office to remind me to reuse and recycle as much as possible. :)

While out walking the dogs the other day, I see this two houses down from us and think, "Huh? Snow?" It's only snowed here like twice in the last 17 years, but it was pretty cold, so I ran in to get my camera and snap a pic. I also walk down one house because I want to get a decent shot, at which point I realize it's not snow. It's egrets. Yep. Time to go get my eyes checked.

While looking for some fashion shows on Netflix I came across the documentary series Worn Stories , based on the book by Emily Spivak, which has eight themed episodes in which people talk about a wide variety of clothing and what it means to them. There are also four different stories in each episode that showcase a specific item of clothing cherished by someone, who then tells you the backstory. Since the first episode featured segments involving nudists I wasn't sure I'd really care for this one. I'm not a prude, but forcing others to see you naked is a compulsion that I will never understand. Still, the other stories were interesting, and the nudity seemed restricted to the first episode, so I kept on watching. From a non-binary Jewish kid putting together an outfit for their gender-neutral coming of age ceremony to a survivor of US Airways Flight 1549 talking about his ruined boots, all the storytellers have very compelling tales to tell. Some of the stories are

Mystery bin #2 turned out to be filled with mostly old photos, office supplies, letters, cards and other paper ephemera, but I did find a couple pearls. This is a picture of my grandmother when she was a toddler. I also found my great-grandmother's journal. I thought I had given it back to Mom the last time she came to visit. My guy and I have been talking, as he's worse than me when it comes to saving things. I think it's fallout from both of us living in poverty as kids. Anyway, we've reached that point in life when we do need to let go of all the things we've held onto for so many years. This way when it's time for us to go to the next place, we won't leave behind a big mess for our heirs. It's a necessary courtesy, I think.