Sometimes, life gets in the way of life. That is the only thing I can say. It has been nearly a year since I have written a blog post. There are a host of reasons. I haven’t stopped quilting. I don’t think I would ever stop doing that. It is likely the only thing that keeps me sane.
This quilt top was made during the guild retreat. It was a lovely retreat back in March. Much fun was had by all. It is a lovely design by GE Quilt designs named KIRA. Looks complex but super simple.

This was a wintery table runner I did. I liked this, except for the end where there are 2 od the same snowflakes together. Poor planning on my part there. I did the sections separately. Did not work out as planned. Oops. Still pretty though.

This is my Kite quilt. It came out cute. It has some shirt 3d kite tales. The back has grey fleece, so super soft. This was just me entertaining myself. Nothing special and I did not have anyone in mind when I make it.

I finished this quilt that I started so long ago and gave it to my sister for her 70th birthday. I had actually hand sewn a few of these blocks together

My quilting Godmother, Nanette sent me a few orphan blocks (purple and white) along with a half yard of the purple and I made as many additional as I could. This will be a donation quilt to one of the Guilds charities. I hope to get it on the long arm this week. On the list, but we will see.
There are many other things that I have done. As I find picture I will share.
The Non-Quilting stuff
It’s been a year. If you don’t want to read this nonsense, feel free to stop and move on. A very wise person tells me to write stuff down. So, I am. Not sure if I am supposed to share it or not, but some I will, some I won’t.
So many changes this year. I spent a long time recovering from spinal surgery only to learn there are quite a few things I will never recover from. I added another auto immune disease to my list of stuff that totally sucks. I turned sixty. Not a whole lot different from 59, honestly. I said goodbye to a 10 year relationship that I should have said goodbye to 9 years and 10 months ago, but I didn’t. More on that later.
I am a widow, twice and honestly it totally sucks. Once was bad enough, but come on, twice. The second time, he was my person. the one you read about in the romance novels. The one you think only exists in fairy tales. It can’t be real. That kind of thing. He was someone that looked at me, not the outside, but me. To him I was the most beautiful woman on the planet. Well, that is how he made me feel anyway. He did not see what I saw when I looked in the mirror.
So now what? I read dark mafia romance novels and dream of him. No, he was not in the mafia, but all these books talk of tall, chiseled men with tattoos, which he was. Funny, I never found tattoos even remotely attractive and used to get mad at him every time he got another one and now, I find it extremely attractive. Odd. It is all very confusing to me. I want him back. I miss him. It makes for sad days and nights for sure. More quilting is needed.
Happy sewing
Happy Quilting
Ho hum.
I am going to attempt to use one of my new rulers. We will see how that goes and if the plan changes. Time will tell.
see them hatch. Pretty sure we skipped spring and went right to Summer though. Very Confusing weather here in Ohio.
bones actually look like dog bones. However, now that I am done with the quilting, I am pretty sure I have spent more time picking out that “Press and Seal” wrap than I actually spend quilting the entire piece. The other part was that while doing the quilting, I found that the “press and Seal was not easy to re-position. Once you start quilting and compress your quilt sandwich, I found that the “Press and Seal: needed adjusted and it was not possible.
I had some time off, but I was not off during the entire holiday season like I am used to. I user a lost (most) of my vacation time with
Well, I got everything cut as instructed. I had most of this fabric in my stash, likely for years…. Had to buy a couple of accent pieces, that’s it. I like lime green and teal together. Hoping it turns out to be something awesome! We shall see.
awesome birthday gift to haul sewing machine and quilting supplies around. So, I ,copied and went and got one myself.
me and one on my lap. This is a great travel project because everything I need fits into my little dog bag (of course). In my photo, you can see my Ruger. This was my late Husbands “Hunting Dog”. He weights six pounds and is scared of ants, so I am not sure what he would hunt. Cute as a button though. He is the only male dog in my herd, so he thinks any female is his. He frequently rolls all over me as if he is making me his and then gives Kevin the evil eye. Miss Moka’s paws are on the table where they should not be.