Yesterday was a full day

In order of importance, a friend came by unexpectedly, late morning, bringing these

She claimed it was congratulations on the new fridge, but when I mentioned Handsome Partner, she acknowledged that, yes, she knew. 

In fact it was she and Gary who came over right after he died at home,  and supervised the funeral home taking away his body, to save my having to do it. Handsome Son and I went to another room until he'd gone. You never forget friends who do a major thing like that. 

And Textiles and Tea was about wet felting, a labor intensive and beautiful textile art form, guest Lisa Klakulak. She gets a lot of inspiration in the wilderness, especially around the remaining glaciers.

Meanwhile, the mail arrived, bringing

my new rigid heddle. This one's 24", really big, wide enough for serious cloth and wallhangings so today's about threading the heddle, sleying, technical term. 

There's a special sleying tool, but I use a tiny crochet hook. Sarah Swett, famous weaver, uses a paperclip, another reason for fangirling a major artist who likes to make her own tools.

Later Gary, same one mentioned above, came over and installed the new disposal.

And that's pretty much yesterday around here. A wonderful one, by end of day.

Cornoatbread and Adventures Under the Sink

Yesterday went a little differently than planned. The exercise was fine. I did the first fifteen minutes, rested the last five. It's pretty strenuous, though I did drop down to 5lb weights from my usual 8lb, in deference to the interval since I last used them.

Note to self: adjust the video speed a bit to slow down till you get used to the routine. And don't spend time getting the rarely-used laptop working again, what with updates, hangups, freezing, and generally acting like a cat when you come home after a trip. The phone set on the music stand is fine.

And I tried cornbread using oat flour in place of the whole wheat I've used up.

It tastes fine, needed a few more minutes baking and is tenderer than with wheat flour. I think maybe because no gluten. I might add a pinch of wheat gluten next time.

 But it's certainly a Good Thing.

After that things went a bit south. Cleaning up dishes after baking,  I switched on the disposall, mainly to speed up the sink draining, and it just hummed back at me. This means it's live, but not working, like a household hanger-on.

So  I did the usual first step, try to push the blade in a circle using the handle of a big wooden spoon. Usually something lodged under the blade can be moved on this way.

No joy. So I located the little red button under the unit, pressed. Nothing happened, no reset. Big sigh. Now to find the Allen wrench and remember what to do next.

Top right-hand, recalcitrant Badger, bottom center Allen wrench.

 One YouTube assist later, and a scrabble around in the Drawer of Stuff You Might Need Sometime yielded the wrench. Then a  search  in the bathroom for a hand mirror, unit being near the floor, and the operative works being situated at the bottom of it.

 Finally wrench  thing inserted, in the middle of the doings, and turned,  and I got the blade moving from underneath. Both ways, essential to make sure it's unjammed.

This is exciting work, done lying on the floor, and through a mirror. See white mirror frame.  Gives your brain a workout. They should recommend it as a deterrent to Altzheimers, like those puzzles. More useful too.

Switched on  Bingo. Working. Triumphant  Blast of Trumpets.

Celebratory pot of tea, slice of cornoatbread. Nice liedown.