It's a little chilly on the back porch this evening. I've been doing around in the house all day, but haven't accomplished a whole lot.
A couple of days ago I started crocheting these pods:
The 5 x 7 embroidery machine hoop cracked earlier this week. Last night, I superglued it (and a couple of my fingers) together, but when I tried to hoop some fabric this morning, it came apart again. I ordered a new one yesterday, but it won't be here until Tuesday.
My serger has been on the fritz, so I decided to have a look at it after breakfast. I suspected that the problem was a broken belt, but I couldn't find any belt, broken or not, so I just put the cover back on and made a mental note to take it to the repair shop. But when I manually twisted the wheel, everything moved that ought to have moved, so I guess it's fixed. Erase that mental note.
While I was crocheting, I watched a cooking show on PBS. Woman was making chicken paprikash, which I had never eaten. It looked wonderful, and I determined to make some. Today. After scrounging the pantry for ingredients, I had to go to the grocery store for paprika - I had 3 jars of paprika, and none of them the kind I needed.
The paprikash turned out yummy. Cooked some rice to go with it. When it got closed to done, I called Nanny to see if she wanted some, and she did, so I carried her some.
Now, I'm about to go have some, myself!
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