Upgrading and Downgrading

Fanny Justine got an upgrade. I will admit it took Gene and I a week or so to get on the same page, a few heated discussions on attachment options and picking which enamel color to paint it. Blue or red.



You can see here which one won. Say that 3 times fast. It will get the full monty of decorative painting because that pleases me and as was my winning argument, I'm the one using it. So there! ;-)

I just didn't want to drill any attachment holes in the uprights. I could see it going horribly wrong with a crack. Other options looked like Rube Goldberg had drafted them. Plus Rube...ah Gene never would have gotten to all that woodworking. This option was simple and easy and completely removable with no modifications needed to the loom itself.



Best part, it's done!

You can also see that threading is going at a painfully slow pace. I am not a fast threader. I am not fast when it comes to anything in weaving. But I am pretty fast in the sewing department.

Another scrub made it out for another tech.



She had requested forest green. Let me tell you, there are some colors that are just a bugger to find with nice prints. Forest green is one of them.



Surprisingly, purple in adult prints and such is another. Of course I could give them the "My Pony with the rainbow coming out of its butt".but I'd save that one for myself! And really, shouldn't it be dollar bills instead of rainbows they are pooping anyway?

I finally broke down and purchased a weaving book I had been coveting for a while now.





 I figured I better get it before it goes out of print and is listed for hundreds of dollars. It is a lovely book, a reading book about the history of Finnish American rag rug weaving.



 More inspiration than drafts and I am pleased to add it to my weaving library. So few weaving books are published these days and for the most part, are beginner geared and often, uninspiring.

Okay, we've covered upgrades and might as well get to the downgrades. Some of you have asked about my Mother. There were no tests for the summer, she finished chemo end of May, beginning of June and all appropriate tests and such scheduled for 3 months out. The long and short of it, is the cancer has come back in her left kidney. Her right kidney is compromised with a stone, her function overall is 50% or a little worse. She has 3 options, none will offer more than maybe a few months respite. Option 3, is to do nothing other than put a kidney stent in and hopefully help it function better for a short time. Option 2 is to stent and do targeted radiation, knocking back the growth for a little while. Option 1 was to do stent and chemo. We have opted for door #2. Now some of you know my mother suffers from mild dementia. She refuses to talk about end of life care (and every time I bring up the subject I get snapped at that I am just wanting her to die faster).  Sigh. She really believes because she feels fine she is fine. After all, her hair is growing back so how bad can it be? So, we steer the ship as best we can and spend another fall, with my last parent, dying of cancer. And you thought only March had Ides!

I'll leave you with Green Day, best I can do today.

Parting shot: Therapy Dogs.