Husband Radar

I have this uncanny ability to locate the husband—I discovered this when we were dating and it’s been a bit of a joke between us for the past 35 years. He’ll give me the barest of jobsite information and I will find him. It’s a habit of mine every morning to ask him where he’ll be that day in case there is an emergency. I don’t need specifics, just a general location in the valley.

I was in the area where he was pouring a slab yesterday, so I drove around until I spotted his truck. Actually, the first thing I spotted was the bright blue generator cover I made for him; there are a lot of white heavy-duty work trucks around here, including some that look like his, but no one else has a custom generator cover. I parked the car and walked over and he said, “What brings you here?” and I said that I was making sure the husband radar still worked.

They poured a big slab yesterday. He was running the power trowel. The employees get to do the hand troweling.

It was a lovely day. We did have some rain in the morning, which was nice, and it is blessedly cooler. We covered the tomatoes last night because of a frost warning.

People do not believe me when I tell them how much the husband eats, although at fire department events, we make him wait until everyone else at least gets one serving before he goes through the line. I made a raspberry crisp the other day. He came home from work and ate half of it—HALF—while waiting for dinner to finish cooking.

If I ate that much, I’d gain 15 pounds immediately and someone would have to give me an insulin shot. I had two bites. I am pretty sure he consumes about 5000 calories a day, and he wears the same size clothes he wore in college.

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A fabric order from Girl Charlee arrived yesterday. I am indulging my need for bright colors:

The top fabric is a French terry, destined to be another Burda 6315 but hacked to make it longer. I made that pattern with a black-and-white French terry last year and wear it a lot. This print is supposed to look like a high-end designer scarf. The hot pink fabric is also a French terry and may end up as a Burda 6315, as well, to replace a hot pink French terry top that is about 10 years old and has been worn to death.

The middle fabric was a delightful surprise. It is a Hacci knit and it feels wonderful. Hacci knits are lightweight sweater knits. (This website has an excellent description of the different kinds.) The one I ordered from Girl Charlee is a blend of cotton, rayon, and polyester. I don’t wear sweaters much anymore, but every so often it is nice to have one to throw on over a lighter-weight top. I only feel like a little bit of a traitor sewing my sweaters instead of knitting them by hand. I will probably make a nice open-front cardigan out of the green. That fabric comes in other beautiful bright colors, too, so I could have several.

Fabric.com has an Act Fast Friday sale every week, so I nabbed two yards of this Tammie Green rayon challis from Riley Blake yesterday morning:

I am glad I didn’t dither, as it is now sold out. There are advantages to shopping at 4 am.

I don’t even care that I have to sew these fabrics into actual garments. I am just happy to have bright colors to wear.

I expect to settle into my winter routine here before too long and get back to some quilting projects in between making clothing.