I did it! I did it! I think. I finally found one more place I can turn off email notifications from Facebook. It’s been months. And I’m still not sure it’s really turned off.
I’m curious to know whether any business that uses Facebook has ever had a Genuine Facebook Employee help them with anything. Almost every other software or Internet company (Google, WordPress, WordPress plugin developers, etc) has some live people whose job it is to help. Especially (sometimes only) for their paying customers or resellers. If you’re a Facebook business user or page manager who PAYS Facebook for boosts or anything else, have you ever heard from a live person? I envision Facebook headquarters as vast buildings that are completely empty. Not even a mouse.
Both of the above links lead to hundreds of disgruntled business owners talking about how terrible their customer service is. What good does that do when there is no competition for Facebook?
Update: It didn’t work. I didn’t receive any notifications for a few hours, but then they started again. All notifications are off. I unsubscribed from the emails. Spent a half hour ensuring that all notifications are off. So I removed myself as an administrator. I don’t know what I’ll do if I continue to receive notifications. 🙁
How very odd that business owners — especially those who consider themselves savvy — allow a company to dictate to them so completely without even the courtesy of support. I’m sure I can’t be entirely mistaken, but I still have never had a business owner show me profit (for THEM, not FB) from using Facebook
I had so much fun making Christmas gifts last year that I decided to do it again this year.
After sleeping in the Shower House when they visited in summer 2016, Kent and Brenda specifically requested a blanket that was heavy. Like physically heavy so you had to work to roll over under it. I had picked up an almost-done comforter that was made of a heavy twill on one side and corduroy on the other. All it needed was a border. The twill/flannel side is green buffalo plaid and the corduroy is black. Twin sized.
So to fulfill Christmas wishes, I had to find those two types of fabric. Alas, I struck out. I wasn’t able to find anything even resembling corduroy which is really sad, because it’s one of my favorite fabrics. I did find a nice green/blue/red plaid flannel though and used a huge roll of navy blue duck that I’d gotten from Connie for the other side. After sewing the three layers of comforter together, I laid down under the big thing on the living room floor and determined that it wasn’t quite heavy enough, so I went back to Joann Fabrics and bought another layer of batting. It’s heavy. I forget what it cost to ship, since we were celebrating Christmas at the Alabama Emersons and I knew I couldn’t fly with The World’s Largest Comforter stuffed under the seat in front of me.
Of course most of the cutting and tying happened in the living room at the apartment because I had no space big enough to lay it all out. I remember that it took me a few days to get to the store for the extra batting and Q and I were kind of using it as a rug as I was loathe to pick it up and have to lay it all out again when the new batting came.
Ansel and Lizzie got a small wool rug – kind of nerdy, but an interesting free-style pattern that I made up as I went along. I think the dogs probably like it.
I also tried my hand at lip balm and lotion so created some nice little pots of same for everyone. The soap was a bust because I could NOT find silicone containers to set up the soap. Rumor (Pinterest) had it that silicone muffin or cake pans were the best to pop the soap out after it set up because it’s flexible. So no soap that year.
I had also picked up about twenty pairs of leather chopper mitts with no liners… years ago at a rummage sale. So each kid got a pair of choppers (The Alabamans looked at me askance, of course.) with homemade innards. Cute, but not real useful in southern climes.
I can’t remember what else went into that box – no cast iron frying pans for certain.
So, Christmas 2017 looks similar. Kent noted that he thought Ansel might envy the weight of the matter when the huge comforter came out last year, so strongly suggested I give Ansel and Lizzie a similar gift. After I’d bought the fabric, I thought to call Anse to ask if they had a king or queen bed – since I’d bought material for a king, I had enough left over for a couple of pillows to match the comforter.
Everyone probably knows that I have a few (ahem) feather pillows. I just can’t resist when I see them forlornly sitting at thrift stores losing all sense of superiority over those cheap, skuzzy, polyfil interlopers. So no matter how ugly, I take them home and give them new covers. Last summer I made something like ten throw pillows for my teensy love seat at Libbys. More pillows than sitting area so they’re kind of stacked in the corner. 😛
I made covers for a couple of throw pillow covers out of the duck/flannel combo that I’d used for the comforter. My favorite pattern is a super easy envelope cover that can be removed for washing – no zipper, no worries. Voila! Cool pillows to match a cool (but really warm) comforter.
Brenda and I had planned on making the balm, lotion this fall and – because I found some AWESOME silicone pans just after Christmas last year – soap. So I packed up all the supplies for that project when I was home in October and planned to have a Maker Day at Kent and Brenda’s (HUGE) apartment in Webster. Alas, Brenda is caught working a lot and we never got to the project. So no gifts of the cosmetic persuasion this year. ☹
I was a little lost in early December because I felt like I hadn’t really made much, but I stumbled upon a great idea on Pinterest. Both couples like to use eco friendly grocery bags, but the ones from the store are truly dismal, made out of whatever fake-fabric they make that stuff out of – probably less eco-friendly than regular old annoying plastic grocery bags.
So, I went to the basement and dug out any fabric that was stoic enough to withstand a few hundred trips to the store. This included stuff I’d had since (ahem) whenever. But I also saw a bright exclamation point above my head, because there are several rolls of upholstery down there.
Not that I’m a complete nerd or anything, but last spring I stumbled upon (I stumble a LOT) a huge store of upholstery fabric – I mean huge. Like hundreds of rolls of the stuff 60” wide and pile after gorgeous pile in every color imaginable. Well, except Kelly green, which seems to have been banished from the world. So I bought a bunch. Made floor cloths at Libbys (nice!) and outdoor tablecloths – those project details forthcoming (If I get to it). There was some left sitting in the basement at the apartment so I grabbed it and it made some awesome bags. The vinyl sews up perfectly. Great stuff.
During the summer, I asked Kent and Brenda what color rug they wanted. They decided on a Hudson’s Bay pattern, so I just ordered the yarn and made stripes. Very soft.
I also saw another idea on Pinterest and that was adding a silhouette of your pet to a pillow. I bought stencil paint and messed with that for awhile, but ended up finding instructions for printing photos onto fabric by ironing it onto freezer paper – the wax melts and sticks to the fabric making it stiff enough to go through the printer. So, I printed a pocket with Ella’s picture and name and sewed it to a grocery bag. Very sweet. Didn’t get to Ninja yet, but that’s coming.
I stole photos from Facebook, believe it or not and used PhotoShop to crop and add the “Ella bear” caption at the bottom. I just printed from PhotoShop onto the cloth that was ironed onto the freezer wrap. Very cool. I had to put the photo on a white pocket, as it wouldn’t print well on any pattern.
Since I never posted all of 2016’s scintillating upgrades, I’m going to work backwards. The closets have always been one of those things I keep closing the doors on and not looking. For one thing, they were drywalled, but instead of finishing, there was cedar chipboard nailed over the top of the drywall. I’m sure there was some good reason for this, but it escaped me entirely. I guess I can think of much more aesthetically pleasing ways to defeat rascally moths who want to lunch on my summer clothes.
Last year I ditched the 1/4″ cedar chipboard in all closets except the utility one where the pressure tank and water heater live. So, last week I removed the last of the cedar — smells good when you cut it with the oscillating tool. That’s the extent of my positive comments.
I also knocked out the useless wall between the two east bedroom closets. It was just a couple of 2×2’s holding up a couple pieces of drywall, so out it came leaving more room for laundry stuff.
Thanks to a chance meeting of a very generous and helpful contractor (Bass Lake Inn on a warm day at happy hour) I got the name of a drywaller who wanted only “small jobs”. Doesn’t get much smaller than four tiny closets in a tiny home. So I called John Schultz of Shell Lake and he mudded and patched up all the drywall in these four closets.
Meanwhile, the water heater was rusting from the outside. This is not only ugly but makes me wonder what it looks like on the inside. I have no idea why it did this as there’s no leakage in that closet. At any rate, it served up water hot and fresh for every shower for many years so I shouldn’t judge him by his appearance. 😛
John finished the drywall on Thursday and I set to work painting my head off to get two coats dry before Mike from WK Appliance showed up Friday morning to install. (In spite of being Friday the 13th nothing leaked.) I never liked the fact that the supply lines were running around the middle of the utility closet. ?? Strange. . . and mildly unnerving considering it doesn’t take much to break skinny pvc pipe.
Pipes along the back wall — and bonus sexy copper fittings to boot. So stylish. There’s nothing romantic about new water heaters. In fact this one looks almost identical to the old one only slightly bigger and sans rust. This one is a 40 gal — WAY overkill for my little hovel but you never know when you’ll have six or eight guests crowding around for showers of a summer morning. It’s name is Bradford White the Defender. Looks like a Brad I knew once, but he wasn’t much of a Defender.
I took him for a test drive yesterday and did have a hot shower, so happiness prevails.