Like butter
Lee and I both had the day off today, so we ran around town doing fun, exciting, mundane things. I woke up on the sofa this morning; after dinner last night, I stretched out to rest and maybe nap on the couch, and I didn't wake up for twelve hours. So even though I got up early, I got up very rested, and all day, I thought it was Saturday. It helped that the weather was perfect. Perfect! Good job, Connecticut. I knew you had it in you.
We started out at Chase Park, which is near my house, looking for the Grizzly Bear letterbox. We didn't find the box; the directions were a little vague (sometimes they're intentionally vague so as to be challenging), but the box may just be missing.
While we were there, we took some pictures.
Here, I'm posing for Lee. I think I look like I have to go to the bathroom.
Here's a phone booth with a busted phone. In the background, Lee inspects the monument to the Pilgrim Fathers.
Said monument.
The happy couple. Happy to be outside and comfortable. Right after the letterboxing adventure, I took off my jacket and pranced around town in a T-shirt and cardigan. Lee was in a T. He's hardcore.
Then we went to the Sew & Vac where I'd dropped off the free sewing machine I scored last week. The repairman called me last Sunday to say it really wouldn't be worth fixing the machine because it's got some stuff wrong with it. I could tell that when I tried it out at home, and it definitely needed cleaning anyway. So. While we were at the Sew & Vac, we decided to buy a new sewing machine. I was going to buy one of the overhauled ones the guy had for sale, because he promised a 3-year parts and labor warranty, but the thing is, I already have a sewing machine that's dysfunctional that I got with the idea that I'd need to buy a new, nice one later. My mother-in-law gave it to me for my birthday two years ago, and I really appreciated her gift, and I have used the machine. I don't sew that often, but it's been poopy from the get-go, and I always feel like I'd sew more if I didn't have to pull out my hair every time I wanted to try it. My new machine is excellent. It has all the fancy stitches I want, plus it's hardcore; it can sew through denim and upholstery. We've never finished our dining chair reupholstering project, and the dude at the Sew & Vac said the machine would certainly sew through four layers of vinyl "like butter." We'll see. He promises a five-year parts-and-labor warranty, and the machine comes with a ten-year warranty. So rock on.
After that, we went to the Waterbury police station to pick up some Munters equipment that had been stolen from a job (at the police station) and found in a pawn shop.
Then we went to the Timex Museum in Waterbury. Timex is directly descended from the Waterbury Clock company, which began in the late 1800s. Who knew? The main clock room, filled with clocks all set to approximately the same time, had a really neat sound. Clocks upon clocks ticking softly all around. For several minutes around three p.m., they sounded the hour one at a time. The woman who winds them came up to do her job while we were there and told us she'd be setting them all for Daylight Savings next week. Other than her, Lee and I were the only souls there.
After the museum, we went to the grocery store and then home for frozen dinners and some fun on my new sewing machine. I made part of my MFA prom getup. You can preview it, but not in its intended form. That's a surprise for the prom-goers.
And though this time I was not sewing through four layers of vinyl, the machine did go right on through the material "like butter."
We started out at Chase Park, which is near my house, looking for the Grizzly Bear letterbox. We didn't find the box; the directions were a little vague (sometimes they're intentionally vague so as to be challenging), but the box may just be missing.
While we were there, we took some pictures.
Here, I'm posing for Lee. I think I look like I have to go to the bathroom.
Here's a phone booth with a busted phone. In the background, Lee inspects the monument to the Pilgrim Fathers.
Said monument.
The happy couple. Happy to be outside and comfortable. Right after the letterboxing adventure, I took off my jacket and pranced around town in a T-shirt and cardigan. Lee was in a T. He's hardcore.
Then we went to the Sew & Vac where I'd dropped off the free sewing machine I scored last week. The repairman called me last Sunday to say it really wouldn't be worth fixing the machine because it's got some stuff wrong with it. I could tell that when I tried it out at home, and it definitely needed cleaning anyway. So. While we were at the Sew & Vac, we decided to buy a new sewing machine. I was going to buy one of the overhauled ones the guy had for sale, because he promised a 3-year parts and labor warranty, but the thing is, I already have a sewing machine that's dysfunctional that I got with the idea that I'd need to buy a new, nice one later. My mother-in-law gave it to me for my birthday two years ago, and I really appreciated her gift, and I have used the machine. I don't sew that often, but it's been poopy from the get-go, and I always feel like I'd sew more if I didn't have to pull out my hair every time I wanted to try it. My new machine is excellent. It has all the fancy stitches I want, plus it's hardcore; it can sew through denim and upholstery. We've never finished our dining chair reupholstering project, and the dude at the Sew & Vac said the machine would certainly sew through four layers of vinyl "like butter." We'll see. He promises a five-year parts-and-labor warranty, and the machine comes with a ten-year warranty. So rock on.
After that, we went to the Waterbury police station to pick up some Munters equipment that had been stolen from a job (at the police station) and found in a pawn shop.
Then we went to the Timex Museum in Waterbury. Timex is directly descended from the Waterbury Clock company, which began in the late 1800s. Who knew? The main clock room, filled with clocks all set to approximately the same time, had a really neat sound. Clocks upon clocks ticking softly all around. For several minutes around three p.m., they sounded the hour one at a time. The woman who winds them came up to do her job while we were there and told us she'd be setting them all for Daylight Savings next week. Other than her, Lee and I were the only souls there.
After the museum, we went to the grocery store and then home for frozen dinners and some fun on my new sewing machine. I made part of my MFA prom getup. You can preview it, but not in its intended form. That's a surprise for the prom-goers.
And though this time I was not sewing through four layers of vinyl, the machine did go right on through the material "like butter."