Olio: A miscellaneous collection of things.
Very early this morning in the wee dark hours, eldest son and his family arrived for Christmas. Yesterday was spent cleaning up as much dust and animal hair as possible with the vacuum and a lightly dampened mop to try and reduce the allergen level of the house. The process was taken down to the basement as well, where there are no rugs, granddaughter helping by collecting various tiny lego pieces, parts of her “kitchen” and other random toys that were not put away. The bed in the bedroom down there was made with fresh sheets, as was the futon in the sitting area for grandson. The last of the gifts were wrapped and sorted to be put under the tree.
After fixing sausage gravy and biscuits this morning, we visited until Jim had finished his PT and daughter has finished teaching her class and we all met for lunch out and split up in the various cars for errands. Jim taking grandson for a haircut, daughter bringing granddaughter home to finish their laundry and to pack and load the car to await son-in-law to arrive home for them to begin their drive to Florida where they will spend Christmas with his parents, pick up the grandson who has been with his bio Dad for the week, and then on to have a Christmas vacation for the kids. Son and I made a few stops for items on his list.
When we arrived home, a footstool box pieced and taped together with enough foam sheeting to wrap the house and holding my new antique spinning wheel was sitting on the table. This excited me and I carefully opened the box and found all of the disassembled pieces inside. We pulled up a photo and began reassembling it to make sure it is all there.
It is all there, with a few flaws that may have to be addressed, such as two of the whorls missing a chunk out of them, but I think I can still use them. An arm of the flyer has been broken and reglued in the past. The legs had been removed for shipping and need to be reglued for stability. The parts are pegged together and the leather that holds the flyer on the mother of all is dry and too wide in one place, covering the orifice hole, so it hasn’t been used in a long time. I suspect it has been mostly decorative. It is a double drive wheel and the only twine that I had to test it with isn’t beefy enough to do the job and frayed very quickly. The bobbin is so tiny, but the wheel is gorgeous. It was made by a Canadian from St. Andre, a wheel with screw tensioning. Paradis was born in the early 1800’s.
Daughter’s family is on the road. Son’s family shared a pot roast dinner with us and now they are off to a movie with Jim. I elected to have some quiet time at home with a cup of tea and bake the pies for our Christmas dinner.
We traditionally have our Christmas dinner on the eve with turkey, country ham, and all the trimmings. Tomorrow, we will avoid the last minute madness, just enjoying each other’s company, sharing a festive meal in the evening and do our gift opening after a big Christmas breakfast on Sunday, before they leave for daughter-in-law’s parent’s home to have Christmas with them as well.
Our house will be very quiet after they leave for more than a week, just Jim, me and all the animals.
Have a very Merry Christmas to all of you who check in on us through my blog.