I have not done One Monthly Goal in a while. Pretty sure it has been a year. Sort of stopped doing a lot after my sister died. I did not stop sewing or quilting, I just could not deal with deadlines.
I think it will help me get things done. It always has in the past, so I am back. My One Monthly Goal for March 2020 is to completely finish this baby quilt. It is currently partially quilted and has been this way for several weeks. I walk by it a lot and totally ignore it. So, we will finish quilting and get it bound for my goal.
I will add 11 more to my donations, bringing my total to 34. WooHoo. I like having something I can put together in a few minutes.
Happy Sewing, Happy Quilting
This is a pattern I tested for Denise at For the Love of Geese. I believe she calls it “Twilight”. I am far from a good paper piecer, however, I love the way this one turned out. I think I will eventually get the hang of things. It is mostly fabric I had. The only thing I purchased was the dark blue grunge border. I think it has a lot going on. The blues I used was leftover from a fat quarter pack I think that I got 20 years ago.
I am getting the hang of the longarm. I still struggle a bit with tension, but I used rulers this time and it came out pretty good. I am happy with my quilting. It is starting to look way better.
I do not know what I am going to do with this quilt, I have no plans at this time. I might just look at it for a while.
Yes, I finished something! This is my Zipper quilt. It is a Missouri star quilt pattern. I think I chose to do this quilt becasue I had a couple of charm packs and it is charm pack friendly. Had to wash this quilt, why? Well, My little Ruger AKA, Polly Pissy Pants, felt the need to mark it as his because it was hanging off the edge of th table. Super annoying but I still love him.
I did long arm this quilt, just some swirls, nothing fancy. But it was easy and was much quicker than doing it on my domestic.
The back was something I had in my stash forever. It works!
The news – So the past year has been super trying for me. The loss of my sister, the loss of my job etc. So, I took a new job last April that I knew that I was way over qualified for. I hated it. Met some really good people, but just not for me.
I started interviewing for a different job about a month later. It took from May until now. I start tomorrow. So, while I have always worked on Columbus, I now have a job 5.5 mies from my house, paying more money. Honda North America is right around the corner and I have wanted to work there. Finally, I got a job in IT for them. I had interviewed for a few other jobs there, but finally got a good one. I was driving 50 miles to work, and now it will be less than 6 miles and I am not overqualified. In comparison my benefits are leaps and bounds better. There are way more and they cost less. Please be the dream/last job I will have. Gosh I hope so. So, I am hoping that this is one more step in the right direction of me feeling like me.
Where have I been? Jeez, no kidding. I feel like it has been forever. Sure has been a rough year.
I have been practicing my long arm. Just about done with this one. Nothing crazy. just simple stuff to start. I like this quilt. Funny, because I said I was going to practice on an “ugly one”. I will get to that.
So, the below machines are not pretty, but they are packed with memories. The Kenmore on the left was the machine my parents bought when my older sisters were doing the “Home-Ec” thing. It was the only machine I sewed on for years.
The one on the right, was my grandmothers. The last thing she sewed on that machine were my kindergarten clothes. After that she got glaucoma and could no longer see. When I would visit, this is the machine I would sew things together with. I would just sew strips of fabric together. Little did I know it would lead to a life long passion for collecting sewing machines and fabric. My sister Karen had my grandmother’s machine and gave it to me when I saw her this past summer. I just had them both serviced and they are working perfectly.
I have fabric that my Uncle brought my grandmother when he was in Hawaii (military man). I have saved it many years. I will incorporated it in a quilt and use her machine to piece it.
On the one Mom and Dad bought, I will sew the memory quilts from my little sister Kellie’s clothes that her husband gave me. I have sort of begun, but there are so many memories that come back when I look at these clothes, it is hard.
While these machines are nothing special, they are special. At least to me.