I managed to get my One Monthly Goal completed. It is a miracle since I have been struggling doing any quilting. Totally felt like I lost my quilting mojo. So I think that I have appropriately named my quilt Safari Madness. I chose this name because, well. I was so annoyed about the three camels being all together , RIGHT NEXT TO EACH OTHER. Whew. Got that out, feel better. Then there are the Zebra’s. Here I chose to pebble the grass. Totally was not thinking. Duh. THere is also the weirdness of one set of zebras looking the opposite direction. I had nothing to do with that one, but did not notice til someone pointed it out. However, my original intent was for this to be for my future grandchild (could be ten years, could be thirty, who knows?). Just in case I never get to know this grandchild at least they will know that their Grams loved them ( I quilted the word love all around in the green border) and was slightly goofy(three camels in a row and pebbles in the grass).
This was really the most quilting I have ever done on a piece. I am not unhappy with it. I will not shy away from quilting, even designs a little more complex. It looks not to bad from the back also. I a, glad not that it is done that I don’t totally hate it, especially after all that work. Happy Sewing. Happy Quilting.
These are my daughters receiving blanket from when she was a baby. I had put them in my cedar chest to make a quilt from them. I need to make room in that cedar chest for “other things” (more quilts) for all my future grandchildren. However, I have a block on this one. I usually “see” in my mind what I want to do. I have been staring at this pile for weeks and have come up empty. There are 13 flannel blankets (several duplicates) so it is a good bit of yardage. Most are about 36×36 and a few are a bit bigger. I think there is plenty pf fabric. I just can’t figure out what to do. I am thinking it will not be a baby blanket, but something bigger maybe for my future grandchild that might be a big older who would understand that it was made from all the blankets there Mommy was wrapped up in. Gosh, I sound like a fruit loop! Being that I did wait until I was 40 to have Haley, I am always thinking that I won’t get to meet her children. This will be may way of letting them know who Grams is in case I am not here. If she waits as long as I did, I may not meet them.
If anyone has any suggestions on type of pattern or anything to release my mind block, please let me know. I always get such good advice from our blogging community. Thanks!
I feel I am allowed to make fun of myself. So, what dumb thing did I manage to do this time? As I was getting out of my lovely new hot tub, the steps slipped and I went with them. Falling about 3 and half feet to the concrete. Let’s see I had a baseball on the back of my head, the underneath part of my arm is black and blue, about a soccer ball sized bruise on my left side rib cage and and equally sized one on my backside. Also sprained
a wrist and black and blue right kneecap (not sure how that one happened everything else was left side). Needless to say, everything hurts. Thank god it was dark out. I imagine it was quite a site. Of course my cell phone went flying so I had to crawl to it to call Kev for some help. He spent the rest of the night checking on me to make sure I did not have a concussion. Well, I am pretty sure this will take a bit of time to recover. Thank God I did not break my arm or wrist. It would have seriously impacted my projects. Whew.
So, when I am not falling down, I seem to be wandering form project to project, not doing what I really should be doing. These baby bibs have been laying on my sewing cabinet unfinished for months, so I picked them up and finished them. I will put them in the cedar chest for my one-day grandchild. They are up-cycled from my jeans. I need to be working on my one monthly goal and my quarterly goals, but of course I am doing something else.
This weekend I am supposed to be attending Quilt Wars with my Quilt Guild, however, given my current condition, I am not sure I am going to make it. I am uncomfortable sitting, laying basically anything. The only place I am not uncomfortable is in the hot tub and that is what started the whole mess in the first place. Ugh.
I certainly have gotten brave in a fairly short time with my quilting. Not only did I put pebbles in the sand, but I did some thread painting on the palm trees. I am thinking that my alternate personality must be taking over again. She seems to be better and braver with quilting than I am. I should name her. I will have to think about that one.
I am finding that this quilt with all the quilting is quite time consuming. I don’t mind, especially since this is for my one day grandchild. I think about that while I am quilting it. My daughter, who is only 13, thinks I am totally crazy. But being an “Old” Mom, I worry about not being around when she has children. If she waits as long as I did, it could happen. I need to make sure that those grandkids have quilts from me whether I am here or not. While she thinks I am crazy now, I hope she apprecaites it some day, whether I am here or not.
Stay Safe Florida
So, I found this fabric when I was going through my stash and decided that it would make a cute baby quilt. I must have thought that when I bought it, because I also have matching fabric for the back. After I cut out all the animal squares, I turned around and sewed them back together with sashing. My daughter thought this was totally crazy and a big waste of time. She kept asking why I was cutting them up and I told her “So I can sew them back together”. She just looked at me with that dumb founded look as if Mom had completely flipped out.
Even though she thinks I am crazy, it still came out cute. It went together quickly, mostly because it was simple, I am sure. Either way, I like it. Not sure how I am going to quilt it, likely something simple. It will make a great gift or go in the cedar chest for my someday, way way off grandchild.
My daughter is 13 and being an “OLD MOM”, I am always concerned that I may never meet my grandchildren. So, I make quilts for them now, just in case. Whether I am here or not, they will have a quilt form their grandmother. I know, in the words of my daughter, WEIRD.
So, today I did not go to the hospital (Check Miranda’s Journey page for the latest updates). Last night I fell asleep after dinner (before 6pm) and did not wake up until 8:30 today. Guess I needed it. So, I did some laundry and made dinner. I also got little sewing time in. Decided that I needed to see something finished.
I actually made these bibs for my future grandchildren (just in case I don’t get to meet them). They are made from recycled jeans. Jeans that belonged to me and my late husband Derrick. I am hoping that will someday mean something to Haley and/or Miranda. No to bad on the applique portion. Over time I will make more to give away. But, sometimes you just need to see something finished.
I am still working on my Hospital Hexies. I should have an update on that soon.
Thanks to all my quilting and blogging friends for caring about Miranda and my family. It truly does mean a lot.
Treasure your Family
So, While I was going through boxes of sewing supplies, fabric etc… I came across these baby bibs. I believe I made them over 20 years ago. I had no children and I was not even thinking about getting married.
Ever since my older sisters had kids and I became an Aunt, I loved making things for babies and kids. My sister Karen’s kids had the greatest Halloween costumes. I made my nephew a dinosaur once. The tail was so long and big he had to tie a roller-skate to it so he did not drag a hole in it. I made my niece Minnie mouse and a belly dancer costume. My daughter has also had a butterfly and a witch costume (with a fancy witch gown). I don’t do much costume making these days, but spend lots of time on quilts and other crafty things.
I remember making these bibs. I used Kona cotton and traced the design with a pencil while I had them taped to the sliding glass door of my single girl condo. Oh the memories. I will put these away for that Grandchild I hope to meet one day.