July 3rd was the fifth anniversary of my Husband Derrick’s death. That same day, I find that my little sister Kellie has blood clots in her lungs and is in ICU. Two of my absolute favorite people. Damn it. Derrick was the love of my life. I think about him every day. Not a day goes by where I don’t think of him, laugh, smile, shed a tear. My little sister, my best friend, keeper of all my secrets. Come on.
I went to Cleveland. Things were bad. They got worse. I wondered at one point if we would lose her. I could not bear the thought. How could someone else I love be taken from me? The list is quite lengthy for someone my age. I stayed for five days. She got better, then worse, then better. She got to leave the ICU the same evening I went home. Here in the next couple of days she will go to a rehab hospital. She does not want it, but knows she needs it. Besides the blood clots, she had pneumonia and was septic. Lots of things to recover from. The picture was from Las Vegas. Derrick was playing in a pool tournament and Kellie and I needed an excuse to go to Las Vegas. It was fun. The best time with two of my favorite people.
This is my fall quilt along block. I was done before I left for Cleveland, but never got to post it. I had issues. It does not look right. I don’t know where I went wrong, but I am convinced the instructions did not match the example. If you look at the top row and then the bottom example, they do not match (or I am crazy. Either is possible) . The one time I attempt to actually follow instruction and look what happens. It is going to stay ugly for the time being.
One of my sewing machines is down. Of course, it is the one in the cabinet that I quilt with. I will try to drop it off this weekend. Broke a needle and it kept making a weird noise. I guess a piece could be stuck somewhere. It needed cleaned anyway. No quilting for me for now. I will just have to work on piecing.
With all my personal craziness, I did not enter anything into the One Monthly Goal. ☹. Next month, maybe things will get back to normal. A girl can hope.
Treasure your Family
So, I finished my one Monthly goal and I don’t like it one bit. O, my intent was to use this to practice my curved borders. However, I got new rulers and got all excited about that and we have some pretty awful ruler work. I thought about tearing it all out, but I just did not feel like it. They are not all bad, but there are a couple that are pretty hideous, not to mention that for whatever reason my measuring skills were totally non-existent. I will use it on my table. Everyone always makes a big mess anyway…..It will blend in with the quilting.
This is the crazy birthday month. All the kids’ birthdays are this month, along with my late mother, and my late husband, Derrick. While I understand what everyone was doing that July before, I just do not understand why, myself included. Fourth of July is really not that exciting. So, the month has been getting gifts and making food and it is not over yet. Still one tomorrow and Friday, Haley has some of her friends over. Teenagers. Great. They will eat all the food, drink all the pop, and be super annoying. Such is life being the parent of a teenager.
Due to all the crazy birthday stuff, I get little or nothing accomplished from a quilting perspective. Add in there that I really miss my Mom and I have spent the month constantly thinking about Derrick and feeling a bit sorry for myself. There have been numerous times that I just wanted to call Mom and talk to her about “things”. Next month will be Dad’s birthday and I was totally a Daddy’s girl. Yeah.
Then there is the fact that, the first dead husbands brother died. Haley wanted to see him before he passed. I took her. I had not seen these people in nearly 10 years. It was stressful, but not nearly as awful as I had managed. Sad that he is gone, I always really liked him. At least he will have some good company.
Gosh, I sound depressing. I don’t feel as bad as it sounds. Sometimes, life just happens. I need to get more sewing/quilting in and chase away the blues.
So, I feel like it has been forever since I have posted anything. I have been working on a few things (therapy) and practicing with my rulers.
So, the beautiful dog quilt in the photo was sent to me by me dear Friend Nanette Chopin Cook of Chopin – A Passionate Quilter. We talk and she knew it was a rough couple of weeks for me for a host of reasons. She sent me this beautiful quilt top. I can’t wait to quilt it. It will be all mine. I have not stopped smiling since I opened the package. It is certainly going to be the next thing I quilt. A perfect top for the crazy dog lady. Gosh I love her. She is awesome in every way.
My daughter’s school sells Pi day Shirts and every year we get one. So, Happy Pi Day from the Nerd squad! Cow Pi’s bahahaha.
I have been working on my One Monthly Goal, but have changed the direction I am going. I was going to practice my scalloped border, but instead lost my mind with the new rulers. Not sure I actually like it on here, but it’s too late now. I am already committed. It doesn’t look to bad, but I will have a later post on my additional learnings as I continue to figure out ruler work
Epic fail on hand quilting for the HQA. So sorry. I will try to get on the path of straight and narrow again. To see all the beautiful work of those that are not slackers, click on the links below.
Lori, Margaret, Kerry, Emma, Tracy, Deb, Connie, Susan, Jessisca, Sherry, Nanette, Sassy, Edith, and Sharon
The 70,237 project was started by Jeanne Hewell-Chambers. I encourage you to go to her site and read about this project. Below is an excerpt (italics). When you go to her site and look around you will see people all across the world participating. You will see that these quilts get shown all across the world. Just glance through all the blog posts.
For some reason with all the craziness going on in our world today, this project struck me as something I needed to do. Being that quilters are some of the most generous people I know, I wanted to share in case there might be even one more person out there who would like to participate. On October 14th (see Global Block day Below), Haley and I will make a few more blocks and send them in.
They are having A #GLOBALBLOCKDAY on October 14th. The last blog post I read had between 20k and 30k completed. There is still a lot to be done.
It won’t take much of your time. I made the 5 above in less than about 45 minutes from scraps.
We (The 70,237 project) are gathering 70,273 blocks of fabric, marked with two red crosses to commemorate the number of physically and mentally disabled men, women and children who were murdered between January 1940 and August 1941 in the Aktion T4 Programme – a largely unrecognized atrocity.
The two red crosses represent the marks made by the assessing Doctors as to whether the person was deemed ‘unfit’ or an economic burden on Nazi society. It is such a simple symbol, and in this project, the simplicity with which someone could sign someone’s life away is turned into a symbol of love and strength. The white fabric represents the medical records – the only information assessing physicians used in making their life-and-death determinations. Seeing the crosses stitched together sends a powerful message of tolerance, community and love. Its impact comes from the huge variety of these two red marks – each beautiful in their own perfectly imperfect way.
The blocks will be stitched into quilts and wall hangings and will be displayed in Rochester, Lincoln and Durham Cathedrals during January 2018, to mark National Holocaust Memorial Day. After that, these quilts will join others made around the world to appear in exhibits near and far.
In July, the quilt guild is having a garage sale for quilting fabric/items. I was going through some boxes looking for things I could part with (more like make room for more) and came across this embroidered item.
Right away it brought tears to my eyes. I made this from a kit that Oma sent me from Germany. She knew I was crafty and often sent me something she knew I would like to do. She also sent me a piece of silverware for my collection. I so remember looking at that silver fork and looking at my mother wondering why I always got silverware from her on my birthday and at the holidays (along with the crafty items). My mother would always tell me that I will appreciate it later. While I hated getting utensils as a present when I was a kid, Mom was right. I certainly do appreciate it now. I have an entire set of silver for 12. It is something I truly cherish. Every holiday I think of her and my mother when I get it out.
Since Oma died when I was in my late teens, I imagine this piece is pretty old. Maybe 40 years or close to it. Once I ironed it, it was perfect. Originally I think it was made to hang on your front door. I may still do that, but not until I add something quilty. I am thinking it needs to be colorful, hot pinks, oranges, lime greens. Not sure of design yet, but I may keep it simple so not to take away from the embroidery and Oma’s memory.
Tomorrow I am going to a quilt in. Yeah. Can’t wait to spend the day with my friend Lynn doing what we love.
Treasure Your Family
Happy Holidays from my house to yours. We begin our trip through the Christmas village with a stop at the quilt shop (what else?). This is one of my favorite pieces. I hunted/waited for while to find it.
So, my village has multiple places that are important in a special way. SO, I have the log cabin and wild animals, compelte with an outhouse. This is Derrick’s place (my late husband)/ He was totally an outdoor guy and wanted a log cabin. In front of that we have our Ohio State House and Fan center, complete with Tailgate party. THis is for our biggest OSU an and my manfriend, Kevin.
Over on the other side of the village we have Uncle Donald’s place Complete with Farm House, Barn, silo and tractor. Yep, the same Uncle Donald that made quilts. Gong to his farm and visiting him and Aunt Helen was one of my favorite things to do.
Then of course we have a few of my favorite things. A dog rescue and a dog training academy. We have these in honor of my late great Koko, that spurred my deep love and affection for dogs. We now have 4 dogs and have rescued many other and a few kitties along the way. I tried to bring home a baby fox that came to my car one day, and Kevin put his foot down.. They were so cute. I know he was right. I am sure Momma was not far away.
I totally love the fountain Kevin got me this year. It changes colors and actaully has water in it. It is so pretty. He knows the things I love.
Of course we have
Bethlehem. It sets up from the village in a
desert. The whole village is about 15 feet long. There are so many build
ings. I even have more that don’t make it on to the table because I am out of room.
One of the oldest pieces I have is the ice skating ring, where there is actual ice skating going on. I am sure I have had this one for nearly 25 years. And yes that is Santa flying over the ice skating ring. Christmas Music also plays as Santa flys above the village. I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday season. My best to all of you and your families.
Treasure your family
I often forget how lucky I am. Sometimes, getting caught up in the day to day activities of life makes you forget a few very important things.
I am still here. For this I am grateful. I have a beautiful, healthy and smart twelve year old daughter. I still have Miranda, which at one point in time not too long ago, I did not think I would. She hobbles around the house today. For this I am grateful, even when she gets on my last nerve.
I have Kevin, who in his very own way is a very kind man, who looks out for all of us. He was most certainly my rock during Miranda’s accident. Lately he takes care of me when I don’t feel so well. Currently I struggle with Rheumatoid Arthritis and Dystonia. They don’t go well together. But, it will get sorted out, eventually. Kevin son’s Bryce, who is cute as can be and such a helpful sweet boy. I miss him when he is not with us, but grateful when he is. I can’t imagine what it feels like not to have access to your child at all times.
I am grateful for my three sisters, even though we sometimes we get off track. I am hoping to see them all at New Year’s this year, so we can work on getting things back to the way they used to be, or as close as we possibly can.
These photos are of a quilt that my sister Anke has. It belonged to my Grandmother Monnie (Uncle Donald’s sister). She was one of my most favorite people and the reason I sew today. This quilt is made of old wool coats. Imagine how warm it is… The history. I wonder who wore all those old wool coats?
A big thank you to my sister for sending me the pictures. I remembered seeing it, but it had been a long time and brings back the fondest memories of Monnie and reminds me of who I am.
At 52, I have already said goodbye to two husbands, both my parents and a couple of dear friends. It is a lot. Sometimes I think it is too much for me. But then am I reminded of all those that are still in my life. For this I am grateful.
Treasure your Family
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
Monnie was my grandmother. She was one of my favorite people. She taught me how to sew. They lived in Dearborn Michigan and we went to visit them a lot. I loved going there. They had a wonderful house (that I still dream about to this day) and always had everything a kid could want (mostly candy and a fridge full of Pop).
Monnie used to get fabric samples from Blair’s Clothing. They were little swatches maybe 1” x 2” to try and get you to buy their clothes. She saved them for me. I would sit at her sewing machine and sew all these little pieces of fabric together in one big long strip. I think this might have been the beginning of my quilting habit, even though I didn’t realize it.
Monnie was an excellent seamstress. When I went to Kindergarten, she made all my clothes. I remember when her and Grandad brought them down to our house and I had to try them all on. Funny, I remember not wanting to. I wish I had some of those clothes today. They would mean so much. But, I will have to settle for one of her quilts.
When I look at this quilt, I am not often sure what I am looking at. Sometimes I see Cubes, sometimes I see stars in the design. This was a quilt that was used every day. It was used at her house and then somehow wound up at our house and my mother used it. I have several of Monnie’s quilts. Monnie was Uncle Donald’s sister(See my post about Uncle Donald’s quilt) , so quilting is a family thing.
Funny thing, about many of Monnie’s quilts was that a piece of a sheet was sewn across the bottom, so you could tuck it in at the base of the bed. I am pretty sure that this was the cause of my sheet tucking obsession. I must have the sheets tucked in at the bottom. I can’t stand if a foot comes out. Maybe this is a family thing too.
I love the quilt. I find it beautiful, but mostly because she made it. I hold her responsible for my quilting/sewing obsession. Thank you Monnie. I miss you dearly.
Treasure your Family
This is a bit off topic from my usual crafting, cooking, family….. I will apologize in advance.
I have jokingly (sort of) referred to myself as the black widow since my second husband died. Yep, hadn’t even reached my 50th birthday and managed to off two husbands. Waiting for my own show in the ID channel.
Anyways, today, a high school friend pinged me to let me know our friend Jeff had died. Yes, he was our friend, but he was a whole lot more to me back then. I was in love with him at one point in my life. I think he was in love with me too, but….I didn’t look like I should be his girlfriend, so after about 5 years of on and off we went our separate ways. We both went off to careers and married other people. Normal stuff. I ran into him years later at a K-mart and he told me that his mother had told him “I was the one.” I always liked her.
At this point in my life, I am starting to think that I should contact everyone I have ever been with and give them fair warning. Go get the “you have been with the Black Widow” physical.
Thankfully, the list is not that long.
RIP Jeff, I hope your family finds peace.