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.