Juice fast is over

I got up at 8, I drained the greasy water from the large pot that Chris cooked the pork in. Then I washed it. I drank a quart of water while watching a video from Autoimmune Secrets: He recommended mimosa pudica made from the seed for parasites. Take aloe vera and chlorophyll to heal the gut. Frankinsense oil for headache/brain fog – smear from temple to temple. Use selexon A – derived from lavender oil – for anxiety and focus.
I mended Chris' socks and his jeans. I auditioned fabrics for sashing for the leaf blocks.
The video ended and I put on another on, a tapping one. I stepped through it until it got to the tapping part. I listened as I washed leafy greens and carrots and a cucumber. Then I paused it while I ran the juicer. I put the juice in the fridge while I washed the juicer parts and listened to the rest of the audio. I did the tapping. Then I drank the juice. Not exactly tasty but not too bad. I saved the pulp for making soup.
I got dressed and went to Stitch-Its, taking my hashtag quilt project. I went down Bob Wallace because there was some kind of work going on Drake.
When I got there, I gave Pat the invoice for the book I brought her last week. Then I set up my machine. One lady had a bin of fabric and she invited me to take anything I wanted. The other ladies (not very many) had already picked what they wanted. So I found a few I thought I could use, especially with the leaf blocks. Then I sewed a blue sashing strip to each row of hashtag blocks while participating in the general conversation.
The group broke up at 2 and I packed up and came home. I brought the house mail in. One was from Neilson with a survey and $2. I drank two cups of bone broth while checking my e-mail.
I listened to two tapping audios on procrastination. Then Chris came home, so we chatted for a bit. I read about the GAPS diet. I broke down and ate a can of organic vegetable soup. Then I ate some lamb.
I played Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence on my trombone by ear because I could not find our hymnal. I only got through two verses before my lip wore out. Then I got out my flute. I googled Hark The Herald Angels Sing. I played it from my laptop screen. It went ok, so I continued on to Angels We Have Heard on High. That went ok too. Then I tried Oh Holy Night. But that wasn't so good. I do better in the lower register.
I watched a video on the problems with vaccines and filled out the Nielsen survey.
When the video was over, I put away the laundry left in the basket and packed up my trombone.
Then my tapping buddy called. We decided to switch places and work on her problems tonight and mine next week when she has renewed data for her computer.
After the call, which went long, Chris and I watched the last two episodes of F Troop on the DVD. Then we went to bed. After he fell asleep, I got up to finish my blog post.
* This is a quilt I saw today at Stitch-Its *

Busy day

I woke up while Chris was taking a shower. All the coughing and hacking and nose-blowing made me feel badly for him. When he finally got out of the shower, I offered him some vitamin C, and he accepted it impatiently. So I went back to bed and did not bother him further.
I tried to go back to sleep, but couldn't. Maybe because of the daylight coming through the window. So I got up and started my detox day. I drank water and took niacin and activated charcoal. I exercised and drybrushed. I made a pot of coffee.
While I was meditating, a sound like something hitting the roof made me jump. Then I thought I heard voices above the meditation music. But I refused to be interrupted until the meditation was finished. Afterward, I looked outside but did not see anyone or anything unusual. I did lots of tapping.
Then, properly buzzed on caffeine, I started cleaning. I sprayed everything in the bathrooms with hydrogen peroxide. I wanted to kill all the cold germs Chris might have. I also cleaned the stove and kitchen countertops. I dustmopped the floor, and got down on my hands and knees to scrub at little spots of a tar-like substance. The fake wood floor has spots already so it can be difficult to tell the difference between what scrubs off and what doesn't. Then I mopped to get up all the little tarry bits.
Afterward, I read e-mail to get a break from scrubbing. When I'd caught up on that, I found more tarry spots by the front door. So I scrubbed them with my fingernail (works better than any cleaner or tool) and mopped. I also swept and mopped the bathroom floors. I threw the bathroom rugs in the washer along with some fabric that had mysterious stains on it. Then I filled the tub with hot water, and added Epsom salts, vinegar and essential oils. I left a video playing on my laptop so I could listen as I soaked, but it did not work out well. I could only make it out with my right ear and that was the one I wanted to soak underwater to heal the perennially itchy spot.
When the water started to cool, I pulled the plug and took a shower. I moved the stuff in the washer to the dryer, except for the white piece of fabric. I ironed it dry.
Then I called Beverly back because she had called twice earlier while I was meditating. She wanted to know how to hem cuffed pants, but I didn't know. Then Chris came home from work.
I decided to have a juice fast day because I hadn't eaten yet. I washed some veggies while he pulled out the pork that was slow-roasting in the oven all day. I juiced the salad stuff while he told me about his day. I jotted notes for my blog as I drank the juice. I got dressed. I washed the juicer and parts. I put the pulp in the fridge to make soup with later.
I remembered that Pat asked for an invoice for the book I got for the guild. I looked through my e-mails from Ebay and none of them mentioned the price. But when I tapped on “Track your package”, I found exactly what I needed. I highlighted it all, copied it to a Pdf and printed it out.
I took the rugs from the dryer and put them back in the bathroom. I reshelved the fabrics that were not chosen for the border. Then I searched through boxes for some denim scraps to mend Chris' jeans. I found one piece. Then it was time to leave.
I went to choir practice wearing two coats. My car read 45 degrees. When I got to the church, Jennifer laid out Christmas cards for us to sign. Melody directed the Christmas piece and then left. I took off one of my coats. We practiced with a cello player for the next piece. Then we sang from the hymnal and talked about caroling next Wednesday.
I went home using Airport road. There is something grand about coming over the hill at night and seeing the whole town spread out and lit up below. When I got home, Chris was ready to watch TV. I boiled water for bone broth. We watched three episodes of F Troop. I made some kava tea. And then we went to bed.
* Here is another one of Jane's quilts. It's kind of how I feel on caffeine. *

Voting Day

I woke up too early and could not go back to sleep. Chris' alarm went off and he got up. I think he read e-mail for awhile, then got ready for work and left. Finally I did go back to sleep and did not get up until 9.
I drank my quart of water while watching a video the Autoimmune Secrets series. At 9:41 I paused it to get dressed and grab my bag of fleece strips.
I jumped in the car and thanks to coordinated traffic lights, was soon sitting at a table with Beverly, talking to the rest of the group. I handed out lip balms and then resume crocheting the fleece rug already in progress.
After the group broke up, Beverly and I went walking around the neighborhood. It was quite windy and cold. When we got back to the church, she had to go to work and I went to get kimbap. While at the Asian store, I gave a lip balm to the Korean lady who owns the place. Then I went home.
I ate kimbap and kimchi while finishing the video. Then I watched some tapping videos from a series that my tapping buddy suggested.
I paused the second one to use the remaining daylight to audition fabrics for a border. Several looked good, but I still felt like the light wasn't bringing out the true colors. Really, I wanted to stand back and look from a distance, but there isn't enough room in this house. I voted for the fabric that was least likely to go with anything else.
I resumed the second audio. While it was playing, I cut up the jicama into small pieces. I threw out the worst ones and juiced the rest. I put the pulp back in with the juice and added a probiotic. Since jicama contains prebiotic fiber, I thought it might make a good substrate for growing good bacteria.
When Chris came home from work, he brought two boxes from the post office. But I did not have time to open them. We left right away to find the voting place. And we had to drive through afternoon traffic to do it. When we got there, the parking lot was so busy that we barely found a parking space. We went inside the fellowship hall and waited in line for our ballots. I took mine to a carel to read. I had asked Chris earlier who he was going to vote for and he named a write-in candidate, unless there was a third party candidate on the ballot. Well, there was no third party, and I could not remember the name he had mentioned. So I continued on to read through the three referendums: they were all for continuing property taxes for the school system. District one is paying .95 on $100 of property value. After I made my decision on those, I decided any name for the write-in vote would do, more as a message that neither candidate was suitable.
On the way home, Chris headed toward Publix for wine and spices for a pork dish he wanted to make for another party at work. By the tine we got home, we had been gone for two hours. Traffic accounted for the extra.
I made hummus and ate roasted cabbage and seed crackers. We watched an episode of Miss Marple. Chris went to bed, coughing and blowing his nose. I stayed up to write my blog, if I can remember what all happened today. I also took my evening supplements and vitamin C.

Too much TV

I woke up with hot flashes, but I did not want to get out of bed because it was still darkish. When Chris left for work, I used the bathroom and went back to bed, but it didn't last. I think I got up around 7.
I pulled out the stacks of blues and filed the new ones into them, then put away all the remaining stacks of fabric. I took some pics because it was all so nicely arranged...for now.
I drank water and listened to an audio from yesterday about Lyme disease and parasites and heavy metals. It made me want to eat some papaya seeds, so I did. Blech. My forearm was hurting again, particularly when I moved my fingers. Resting the cold bowl of papaya seeds on it helped a lot.
I watched 4 tapping videos from Power Tools for Tapping. I made and ate breakfast. While I was reading e-mail, a very annoying pop-up froze my browser and proclaimed that my computer was infected and I should call the number on the screen or enter my name and password. It was not so alarming since it had happened before and Chris had made it go away. But I could not remember how he did it. Nothing was clickable. So I did a cntl-alt-delete and used the task manager to shut down Waterfox. But when I tried to open it again, the pop-up was there and everything was frozen again. So after shutting it down the hard way, I opened my e-mail in Edge.
But it was getting late. So I packed my sewing gear and the railfence project in my trunk and headed to quilting. I stopped to put gas in the car. I forgot which octane it needed and I used 89.
When I got to the church, the ladies were having lunch. I set up my machine at a back table. I showed them the quilt and they liked my arrangement of the blocks. Dinah had brought fabric for borders but the quilt would be too long with them. So I took a row off and made a column. They assured me that no one would notice that the last column did not quite match. I cut and sewed on a1” inner border. By that time, all the ladies had gone. But the light and space were better for sewing than at home, so I stayed. I cut and sewed together strips for binding. Then I put everything away and went home.
There was still daylight, so I picked some dandelion, and soaked it in water. Kurt started texting me so we had a sort of conversation, and later he called.
I started peeling the jicama. It did not look so good so I sliced it in half and saw that the inside was mottled brown. I wondered if it was worth a trip to the grocery store just to return it. I made a salad with the rest of the greens from last week. Then I pulled out floral fabrics (so recently stacked neatly on a shelf) to audition for a border, but needed daylight to make a good decision. But by then it was dark.
Chris came home from work, feeling fine. He had leftovers of the broccoli salad that he took to the office Christmas party. Thankfully I did not need to ask for his help with the pop-up. When I reopened the Waterfox browser after eating, it said it could not open all the windows and it gave me a chance to close some of them. Bingo!
At 6:30 Chris said that Big Bang Theory was on so we sat down to watch it. After that came the next episode of Lucifer. Then we watched an episode of Miss Marple. It was a lot more TV than I had intended to watch.
Chris went to bed afterward and I stayed up to tell the tale (and to handle recyclables for tomorrow).
* This is but one of many shelving units loaded with fabric. *

I've got the blues

Last night my right arm hurt. So I tapped for my arm and went to sleep. But it started hurting again when I got up this morning. I tried not to wake Chris up since he wasn't feeling well. I went in the dining room to drink water and read e-mail for awhile.
It was after 9:30 when I got up to get ready for church. I showered and put on a blue dress. It didn't fit well, but our choir director specifically asked us to wear blue. And I could not reach all the buttons in the back. Finally I had to wake Chris to ask for help. And then I headed for church, 10 minutes later than I intended. I sang Christmas carols to distract myself from worrying about being late.
The choir was already assembled for the run-through when I got there. I joined them and we sang through it twice. Then we were dismissed until the service.
We did ok on the anthem during the service. As soon as the last hymn was over, I wrote a check for the staff gifts and delivered it to Art who was separating the offering.
Then I stood in line and passed out some lip balms. I talked to a few people before heading home. I could have taken the parkway, but Airport road is much prettier. Sadly it was backed up at Whitesburg. I sat through the red light three times. When I got to the gate at the arsenal, the guard said my ID was no good because it was marked Overseas Only. He asked if anyone had ever mentioned it and I said no, but I would ask my husband. When I got home, I asked Chris and he said the Overseas Only meant that I did not have Px or Commissary privileges stateside, but it was still good for base access.
I changed my clothes, then made and ate breakfast. A friend wrote to say he got spam that looked like it was from me. I changed my Yahoo password. We went to the grocery store for food. But poinsettias were on sale for $7 so I got one. On the way back, we encountered a different guard at the gate. There was no mention of my ID being invalid. We put away the groceries. I dressed warmly and put on ankle weights and went for a walk. Chris did not feel well enough to go along. When I got back, I picked some dandelion and chive greens and put them in water.
I listened to one tapping video. Then I pulled out all the stacks of blue fabric and separated them by shade of blue, ranging from purple-ish to green-ish. I found places on shelves for all of them. Then I pulled out stacks of black and found ways to separate them into piles. I put them in the little cupboard. THEN, I found a whole shelf of blue that hadn't been separated. Arrgh! I brought it out to the hallway so I could see it well enough to split it up as before. But the blues from before fit so tightly on the shelves that there wasn't any room to add the next set.
I started to rearrange piles. At least my arm did not hurt. Then Chris asked me if I would watch TV early so he could go to bed early. So I turned off all the lights in the back, and made myself a small salad with the dandelion greens and a can of organic vegetable soup. I ate as we watched an episode of Miss Marple.
Then he looked up some of the familiar-looking actors and actresses. He went to bed and I stayed up to blog.
* This is one of Jane's quilts. *

Up to my eyeballs in stacks of fabric

Chris got up first and left the room so he wouldn't wake me. When I got up, it was just after 8. I played with the quilt squares, rearranging them and trading some out for others. I went in the sewing room to find something suitable for sashing.
As I was looking, I was reminded that I had intended to go through all the stacks and put them all in order. But the sewing room was so dark that I had to bring the stacks into the guest room to see them clearly. Stack after stack, deciding where each piece of fabric should go.
Michele called Chris and they played ARK:Survival Evolved, the dinosaur game. I took a break to make and eat breakfast. I read e-mail as I ate. I watched some tapping videos and meditated, then went back to sorting.
When my arms started to hurt, I took a break for lunch. I also took a quick walk around the circle. It was quite cold. I brought in the mail, which consisted of an ad and a letter from the church. I also put a thermometer outside. Chris brought in the pumpkin and carved away the worst part. Neither one of us wanted to do the work it would take to save some pumpkin meat. He planted one of the seeds that had started sprouting in a cup.
I went back to sorting to make the most of the daylight. It was especially important telling true whites from off-whites. But all too soon it got dark. I made a big salad for supper. I ate it while watching a tapping video. I thought we were going to watch TV, but Chris was busy with something, so I went back to sorting, even though my arms hurt from lifting the piles of fabric. I cleared the bed of most of the fabric. But I did not get to the stacks of blue or red.
Finally around 9, we sat down to watch an episode of Miss Marple. Chris was starting to feel under the weather so I gave him some vitamin C. I think he may have dozed off during the show. I paid attention, but afterward had trouble piecing the whole thing together.
We dressed the bed and Chris turned in for the night. I turned off the lights in the guest and sewing rooms. I took my evening supplements with kava tea. Then I sat down to write up my blog post so I could go to bed as well.
* 12 of the 26 blocks I was given 2 years ago. *

Playing with blocks

I slept so well this morning that I did not want to stop. So I went back to sleep after Chris left. When I did get up, I was surprised to see that it was almost 9. But I was in a good mood.
I drank a quart of water while reading e-mail and watching a video on using one of the quilting rulers I ordered. She made it look so easy, but then she has a stitch regulator.
I also read about Swedish Death Cleaning. It sounded impressive, but was mostly about keeping the clutter cleared out so your survivors don't have to do it. The last suggestion was to pack a box or two labeled “Throw away when I'm dead”. Another unfamiliar term I came across was ferret legging. I had to look it up, and it was pretty unbelievable.
I assembled my magnifying lamp so I could look at the side of my nailbed that is still swollen. I was wondering if perhaps a splinter was embedded, but I did not see anything.
So I decided to take a detox bath to soften the skin. It involved Epsom salts, vinegar, bentonite clay, and essential oils. I played Christmas music on my laptop while I soaked. The desktop computer would have been better, but it was unresponsive to even a shut-down command. I took a shower afterward to make sure all the clay got washed out through the pipes.
Wrapped in a towel, I listened to tapping videos while drinking coconut water. I looked for cruise control apps. There was one which involve wiring into the car. There was another one that simply alerted the driver when his speed varied from the one set.
When I needed a break, I got out a set of quilt blocks that the Thursday group gave me when I left for Korea. I grouped the blocks by color, then by design, batiks, etc. There were 26 blocks. They were too varied to all go in the same quilt so I thought I might divide them up into smaller quilts, wallhangings or tablerunners. I took a pic of each grouping.
Chris came home from work. He rebooted the desktop for me. He changed the color cartridge in the printer. I printed out the Christmas card again, and this time it looked like what was on the screen. I picked dandelion for supper. I took more than usual in case the upcoming frost killed them off. Then I tried to uninstall the Christmas calendar program from years ago, since it kept popping up and might have contributed to the desktop freezing.
I made a big salad for supper. I read e-mail, and looked up kava supplements. I think they might be helping. I wrote a review for the one I recently got. Waiting for Chris to wrap up, I played around with the quilt blocks. Then we watched an episode of Miss Marple. He looked up some of the actresses from the episode. I wrote up my blog post so I would be soon ready for bed.
* This is one of the quilts that Jane showed us yesterday. *