Another edition of Tuesday's Orts--bits and scraps of thoughts and events that land here semi-regularly. Today it is orts pic by pic.
The mug mats finally got to their intended recipient, my friend's daughter Rachel, whose sorority has a kite as one of its symbols. I made these mostly with fabrics she sent, but branched out with some stash fabric to change up the kite design, backings and binding. I forgot to take a photo of the four mats before sending them off to Texas, so Rachel snapped this one with her phone for me. She said she loved them and sent me a very sweet thank you note.
Jase and Uncle Si from Duck Dynasty stopped by our Halloween Bunco the other week. Glad they could fit a little fun into their busy filming schedule. Uncle Si did bring his own iced tea to drink.
This lovely old plane landed and taxied right up to the restaurant when we were having breakfast on the patio of the Waypoint Cafe at the Camarillo Airport. Very cool local place to eat and watch planes of old and new vintage come and go. And the food's terrific too.
My cobweb master crafter being home from Arizona, she got straight to work on the front porch decor when I left out the new package of webbing. Don't you think the dead plants in the pots add to the neglected and scary look?
One more ort, though no pic. A couple of months ago at my physical my doctor told me my thyroid hormone level was low, but he wanted to retest in a month to double check. Well, two months went by before I got to the lab again on a Friday. On the following Monday the doc called me to say the level was far below normal and asked if I had been tired. "Very!" was my reply. I was glad to know that besides my age and starting a new job that flip-flopped my hours, there was a reason I was so utterly exhausted every evening, achy, dry skinned, and gaining weight. The doc started me on thyroid replacement, saying it would make me feel better. I'll have to take this for the rest of my life. I'm still waiting for that burst of energy but gradually am feeling less exhausted. Maybe in another couple of weeks of taking the medication I'll even be able to sew at night again!