Friday, October 28, 2011

Spooky Halloween Safety for Dogs

Dogs love to celebrate with us but please make sure they are safe when they do their celebrating.  Here are some things I would give my training classes to consider during the Halloween season.
1.  Make sure your dog is not terrified or upset when wearing a costume.  Just make sure they like it and are having fun.

2.  Make sure your dog has ID tags on his collar that give your phone number and a place to return him to you.  So many dogs end up in the pound because they have become frightened, the door has opened and they escape.  If they have the ID tag they can be reunited with their loving families and not end up in animal control, where most of the animals are killed.

3.  Chocolate -  I know so many of you will say, my dog eats chocolate all the time and is fine.  But in reality they are not fine.  Chocolate contains a simple chemical called "Theobromine". When theobromine is ingested by an animal it affects are horrific on the central nervous system and the cardiovascular system. This has a very harsh effect on the animal's body causing severe trauma and oftentimes death. The amount necessary for a 30 lb dog to begin to experience effects are as small as 100 milligrams.  Best rule is to never give your dog chocolate.
4.  Similar to #3 is the wrappings or sticks often found in other candy.  Best thing is not to allow your dog near the candy dish, and make sure that he is safe from candy dropped on the paths and sidewalks as he is walked on his leash outside.

5.  Don't let an animal become tangled in decorations or get near a pumpkin that has a candle inside.  If they eat the candle the wax will stick in their systems and the wick will tangle in the intestines and that little piece of metal at the bottom will slice their mouth and stomach and intestines.  Bad scene, even for Halloween!

 
6.  Keep your dog safely away from open doors that he could escape through.  Don't allow trick or treaters access to your cat or your dog.  Many animals are victims of cruelty during Halloween.  Many shelters do not adopt out black animals in the month of October for this reason.

Have a great Halloween, but beware!  The Bassets will be out trick or treating!

glen









Wednesday, October 26, 2011

I'm a Horney Ninja........really?

Do you want to know what I am doing at night when I don't sleep? I was watching one of my hundred or so CSI show that are on various station between 10 pm and 3 am and I saw this really catchy commercial.


While I lay on the sofa (wrapped in DiNozzo) I sometimes play majong or swapping those candy pieces for points. so when I saw that commercial I was hot to find out if they actually say what I thought I heard. I have to tell you, I was quite impressed that Honda nonchalantly put that word out there. Quite impressed indeed.


Come on,that is what YOU think they say, don't cha!!! And that oriental girl tooling around in the sexy sports car is really pretty cute. Her pig tails are shiny and bouncy, along with the rest of her. Shiny and bouncy. Or just bouncy. I'll bet she can be a little you-know-what off camera. Bouncy. Bouncy cute girl jumps from a building, twirls seductably and lands catlike on her cute behind right in the seat of her Sexy Civic. That is the point of the commercial, that sexy car.

But I digress... The lyrics, oh yeah...I'm a horny ninja. What can that be? Test the possible words. Homey ninja? Holy ninja? Holey ninja? Boney ninja? Have you thought of more possibilities? When I looked it up, I had to laugh. I would NEVER in a million years have figured out what it actually says. I'm a hoodie ninja. yep, like those sweatshirts, hoodies.

Bet you 'll be singing that song all day long!

Monday, October 24, 2011

The Law of the Tomatoes

I was checking out some other blogs yesterday and I came across Michelle, A Distracted Quilter at

What she talked about was very interesting and I thought I would open it up for discussion among us. 

- she said:  I can't help thinking about the Law of the Tomatoes. My Dad is a good gardener and enjoys tomato sandwiches, but there always comes a point in the summer where the tomato production outpaces his capacity to eat them. He feels obligated to eat tomatoes just past their prime, rather than those of perfect ripeness. (He grew up during the depression and can't bear to throw out edible food.) This results in him eating over-ripe tomatoes in an endless futile attempt to catch up. He'd never get to eat another good tomato if my mother didn't step in and claim all the past-prime tomatoes for a soup or sauce she makes only to get him out of his predicament.

(The same could be said about strawberries if Chloe the Smelly Basset didn't eat them off the vine every day.  Maybe Michelle's dad needs Chloe.  )

She continues:  Sometimes I feel like I'm working with fabrics I don't like anymore just to use them up. At this rate, I'll never get to use the good stuff.


This spoke to me!  I have so many "old" fabrics that are not in fashion or my tastes have moved away from.  And I am rigidly stifled because I have this "obligation" to use them up before I get into the new stuff.  I know, give it away, but I really can't give all my fabric away that I paid money for.
I would prefer to use it up.  One thing that is stiffling me seriously is the condition of my quilt room.  It really needs to be cleaned up.

I think I need to hire Kim and Carrie to come clean things up for me!






Saturday, October 22, 2011

Frank has his flaws

Today is unusually busy for some reason.  And I know I won't get to the sewing machine at all unless I trip over it. 

And that title is interesting, I know you are reading this through.  And yes, Frank has his flaws.  He is controlling, impulsive, obsessive/compulsive, unyielding in his stubbornness and always right.  So I decided I needed to put those things to good use.

And I happen to know he never reads my blog.

We all know that Frank wants to be in total control.  Over the years you have heard my many stories of him trying to gain control and me fighting for my rights.  When it comes to decisions, I have yet to have one that he has not changed.  So I thought to give him control of the piles of stuff in my sewing room. 

He has to wade through my stuff to get to the ironing board every morning to iron his shirt for the day.  Yes, he does iron his own shirt and vacuums the carpets (several times) every day.  So I let him know over the last few days that I wanted my stuff in these uncontrolled piles.  And I began to move them out into the path to the ironing board.
At first he would walk around the stuff in his path, barely noticing it like batting at a nuisance bug.  The next step was to make the stuff higher.  So now he had to move his hip over when he tried to pass by.  Now the bug became a fly.

After a while I moved two piles into the pathway.  A horsefly!  And then I closed the pathway off totally. 

Now he had to actually move stuff to get to the ironing board.  A buzzing, stinging bee!  And he grabbed the bait!

He told me I needed to clean my stuff up, notice how he uses the word "clean" rather than "organize" indicating my stuff is DIRTY?  I'll admit there are some dust bunnies in there, and a nice layer of dust and fabric lint on the surface of things, and the blinds are practically glued shut with the thick layer of dust........OK.....dirty. 

So I tell him in order for me to "clean" that stuff up, I need to get the rest of the stuff "organized". 

Now he is thinking.  That is what he does well, he thinks about solutions for things that I am doing wrong.  I am waiting for him now to come up with a complete organizational system for my room. 
I need a sense of timing about this.  If I tossed Carrie into the mix too early, half of the stuff would be tossed out and I don't want that.  I need to lure her in at just the right time.  So that is my challenge. 

I'll admit, Frank does have his flaws, as does Carrie.  But if I work it right, I can make them work for me to my best advantage. 

glen

Thursday, October 20, 2011

The King of Halloween

We had a fun time at the Halloween Bash at Sherwood Manor, the nursing home my mom stays in.  They had a Dog Costume Contest complete with punch and cookies for everyone. 

Well we outfitted both Chloe the Smelly Basset and DiNozzo the Over Effusive in their costumes and  headed out to win the thing!

Here we are smoozing the judges.  Chloe is really good at that.  She was thinking to garner herself a nice spot at the top of the dog pile.

I dressed as a hiker and DiNozzo dressed as my side kick on the trail.  Here we are complete with hiking stick and backpack. See his cute hat?  It came from Howlin' Hounds Rescue.  She makes several fun things for dogs like DiNozzo's snood to keep his ears out of his food.  I gave the dog in the backpack to my mom as we left and you would have thought I gave her a million dollars.  Of course she had no idea who I was and why we were talking to her. 

Interestingly enough she didn't even pay any attention to the dogs, and I would have thought she would have been all over the dogs.  I sure hope Alzheimers doesn't take away my dogs from me one day.  That would be awful.



Here are Frank and Chloe showing off their costumes.  She was the Queen of Hearts and he was her paramour.  Both dressed in bright red to compliment each others hazel eyes.

The judges had the 16 dogs and handlers parade up and down three times.  They kept saying it was hard to make the decision. 

The final outcome, are you ready for this?  DiNozzo was crowned King of the Halloween Bash!  The judges came to me afterwards and all said the same thing.  When he walked by, he stopped, looked at them and smiled.  He even jumped up on their table to greet them and they ALL immediately knew he was the one. 

I am telling you, that dog has charisma.  He should have stayed intact and  got into the show ring!  He and I would be winning it all at Westminster! 

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Dutch and Bonnie Doon, my late great Swissy girl, are in there of course and Jackie Mathis' most adorable pup graces the front cover.  If nothing else get the calendar for that face!

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This picture of Ember is so funny.  I have had it for a while now, and i go to it often.  She looks so pathetic with Dan holding her up like that.  I'll bet that dog has damaged psyche from the trauma of the event!  LOL. 

Swissys are supposed to be black with red and white markings.  But in this calendar we have Swissys of ALL colors!  Here is Dash as a gray boy and Deuce, well, as Deuce!  Generally the gray puppies darken as they mature, even still they cannot be shown in the ring.  Dash turned a beautiful steel gray color.  He is most a most impressive boy.  The green ones eventually turn back to normal, except they have to look over their shoulders for spray cans.



Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Biking and brining

Sunday we rode our bikes 11.6 miles through LSU and the Golf Courses again.  Me and the trees were ready for Halloween.  This time we hit several places we don't normally ride through.  The Dairy Center was supposed to be open but we were early, so I guess we missed the ice cream.  And we rode through Tiger Town to eat at the Chimes.  Frank and I ate there 40 years ago every once in a blue moon when he was in school  and we could scrape together enough money for a hamburger. 

Check out my SEXY pose.  Yeah, they laughed at me too!  As sexy as I can get in riding togs, sweat and helmet hair!

At one of the fountains you can see the wheels in Frank's brain turning.  He still is six years old in mind.  It took precious little cajoling for Frank to go for it.

                                                      Did he make it?

Yep!

And here is Dan expounding on the wonders of the world as we know it.  See the look on Amber's face? 



I had gotten the brining stuff together for the turkey on Saturday.  I was not able to find a turkey and ended up with a large chicken.  I brined overnight, which was actually too long for a mere chicken.  The overnight time made it a bit too salty for my tastes at the end but it was incredibly juicy and delicious.  The cornbread dressing was a flop but the rice dressing was excellent.  Check it out, I thought the veggies made a pretty display and might make a nice art piece.
I placed the chicken in the brining pot, this chicken looks lost in that huge pot, doesn't it?  Then I put some goodies into the brine solution.  That is when the bird soaked overnight.


I had to make space in the fridge for the huge pot.  And this isn't even the largest stock pot I have!  Here is poor Mr. DiNozzo just dreaming about me leaving the chicken  on the counter top so he can grab it and run!

And don't think he wouldn't do it in a heartbeat!

glen
 

Monday, October 17, 2011

Design Wall Monday 10-17-11

Not much on my design wall.  I am continuing to work on my Halloween Ami Simms Twisted Sister blocks.  They may make it for NEXT Halloween, I think.

I am going to take 20 blocks, sash in black with orange and green cornerstones and float the entire top on a black border.  I will have 2 quilts and a couple of table runners that way and nothing too big.

And the Sawtooth Cats are beginning.

but nothing near bouts finishing............

For more design walls check out Judy Green at The Patchwork Times........http://www.patchworktimes.com/


glen

Saturday, October 15, 2011

A Quilting History Lesson


Mom  (14)  in a dress made
by her mother
with her father Jack Sellers
(that is where
I get my ears from!)

My grandmother Irma

My mother's mother Irma Pottharst Sellers and her aunt Willemena Pottharst Rowley both immigrated to America, my mother as a young child and her Aunt as a young adult.  They came from the Alsace-Lorraine region of what we now see as France.  It went back and forth between France and Germany for centuries. 

When my Grandmother  and Great Great Aunt Mimi were born it was under German rule and I have a birth certificate and her marriage license in German for Mimi, as my mom and I called her.  Mimi came here with a bit of money for those days and my grandmother came with her parents.  But her parents both died in some great illness  (probably either the Yellow Fever or the Smallpox, my grandfather had smallpox scars on his face) that swept New Orleans, and my grandmother was apprenticed to her aunt as a teen.  Mimi was a talented dressmaker.  She was highly requested by the elite of New Orleans to construct their gowns and fancy clothes.  She also made day suits for the gentlemen.  (I have a second quilt of the scraps of men's wear.)  They made the clothes without using patterns and had a collection of dresses made of muslin that was the shape and size of each customer.

As all high society in New Orleans was, many of her clients were members of the elite Krewes of Mardi Gras.  Rex was the most high of all groups and only the wealthiest and politically connected inherited those spots.  The Mistick Krewe of Comus and the Knights of Momus were two of the second highest level Krewes.  Still today mere mortals cannot be members, you must inherit these memberships.  In the early days there were true royalty from Europe in the membership. 

Some of their gowns hang in the Cabildo (or is it the Presbytere, I forget) in Jackson Square.  These are the museums that flank the St. Louis Cathedral.  They were heavily hand beaded and ornate.


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Don't think they were paid well for their incredible work.  Mimi always had money but was never rich.  And they would often receive "gifts" of items from their clients if the clients were happy.  I have a few of these treasures but most were lost in the fire in my parent's house in Metairie, a suburb of New Orleans. One treasure is a vase which was a favor from the Rex Ball of 1917.

Here are some pictures of one of the quilts made by Mimi and her sister Big Bertha  who would also help do the sewing.  (Little Bertha was Big Bertha's daughter, Big Bertha was actually a tiny woman!)  These quilts have been documented and registered with the Louisiana Historical Quilt Project. 


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This one is on the table that I got from the house Mimi lived in in New Orleans off St. Charles Avenue, the ritzy part of town still today.  I thought it would be a better shot, but the table is huge, seats 8 comfortably and the quilt hangs over a lot on all sides.  The second one is with my hand as perspective.  Some of the silks and moires can be seen.  The black by my hand is velvet and the black crepe past the blue moire is eaten away.  The colors that remain are surprisingly vibrant.


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Three is showing some brocade in a teal blue.  The pink next to it is just half of the weave left so it is strings. 

Four shows the way the fabrics were sewn on.  Not very professional looking for seamstresses!  But I guess I come by my messy work honestly! 



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6

Five here is more of the frayed fabric.  And the blue is a satin or sateen.  Six is more colors and pieces.  The mauve at the top is velvet.  The cream color is where a black piece has totally disintegrated.


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I love the printed piece of satin fabric here in seven.  The pieces are just placed and sewn on willy nilly.  How odd.


Here is where it gets interesting.  The back and the binding.  The binding appears to be a satin they used to use a blanket bindings.  It is still shiny and soft.  It is attached with hand stitches and mitered at the corners.  The backing is a plain printed cotton.  No stitches show through on the back.  The fabric pieces are sewn on a foundation of muslin under this backing.  The other quilt, the men's wear, has no cotton backing so you can see the muslin foundation.  Not sure why that was done that way and this one this way.

Again, the stitches are not high quality work.  Not at all what I would expect from a pair of seamstresses.

I treasure these quilts and admittedly know very little of what a true quilt historian would know.  One day I need to take them to LSU and get one of the textile professors to tell me stories about them.

I will show you the other quilt, the men's wear, one day.  And I have two quilts from Frank's family that were made in the 1950s or 1940s, probably by his grandmother.  They are more traditional, what I would call pioneer quilts.  But a good lesson in what we are seeing in Modern Quilting, that really is Old Quilting! 

glen: enjoy my treasures.