Trying to decide if it is too obnoxious or loud. My goal was not to take away from the embroidery. I am not sure that I did that here. I don’t mind the happy colors, but when you look at it’s like a slap in the face of color. I still have a couple things in mind to do. One more one inch green around the outside, I think. I plan to quilt the outside, but I am not sure how yet. For where the embroidery is, since it is a such a long piece, I think I will sew tiny glass beads in the centers of some of the flowers to ensure the batting does not shift. Of course, my binding is a bit crazy. I have a striped piece of fabric (green/orange/pick/yellow) to add to the craziness of this piece. Feel free to give me your opinion on my color choices and any suggestions on quilting (kinda stumped with that). You will not offend me if you think it is awful. I asked for it. LOL.
On a positive note, some good news, my older daughter, who was in a horrific head on collision nearly a year ago, has moved out. I would say she is 90% of her old self, which is pretty good considering what I saw the first night in the ICU. While it was a challenging six months after the accident. The outcome was far better than I anticipated.
So, since joining a Quilting guild, that does lots of charity work, On Friday night, I decided to work on a few of those items.
Since my 13 year old was in trouble, I decided that she was going to be my assistant. At first she made a face at me and then I told her potentially wat the alternative could be (something crappy), so she quickly changed her mind.
I explained to her that we would be making these hearts for the local Hospice. Once someone is hospice passes, they write a message on one side of the heart and then all the nurses that cared for that person sign the back. A very sweet gesture at a difficult time.
So, I let Haley pick fabric out of the scrap basket. Then I gave her a pattern and had her cut out the batting for the hearts. Of course she informed me that she was not good at that and I told her that she would have to practice until she got it right. Then, Miranda felt left out and joined the party. She became the chief ironer.
They did not do too badly, there were a few rejects, but overall a success.
Since I am finally feeling a bit better, I also go to work on my one monthly goal project. I totally need to get it off my design board so I can put something else up there.
My projects have expanded out of my sewing room and are not taking over other parts of the family room. I have stolen the pool table and placed a board on top of it so I could use it as a work area. I also put my design board in the pool room. My shape cutter is sitting next to the bar with several plastic tubs of important stuff and then of course I store a couple of things in the corner of the kid’s family room. Then there is the long table on the other side of the bar where I usually do my quilting.
I should probably real it in a bit before I have a full scale family revolt on my hands.
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Well, I am at the hospital making hexies again. Today Miranda is having surgery on her elbow. When she had her accident, she had a compound fracture of her elbow. She also lost about 3 inches of the bone. So today, they will take a bone from her thigh and use it to permanently repair her elbow. She has limited movement, so hopefully this will provide her better range of motion. The x-ray is totally scary looking. I have a few others I will ut on her page.
For now, I will continue to make hexies to pass the time. I still have two more pieces to make for the entire bedroom set, so at least it is productive.
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I mentioned in a post last week about a trip my Mom and Dad went with me to a quilt show many many years ago. I talked about the picture Mom painted on fabric, but failed to post a picture of it. I realized this as I stared at it lying in bed yesterday. She certainly did not want to go to a quilt show, but found that she really enjoyed herself. It is a memory I will always cherish.
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So, I like to make gifts. I am not always sure that everyone appreciates handmade gifts, but because a part of me goes with them, I like it. I know I treasure the things that others have made for me.
Sorry, reminds me of a story. My mother could crochet and knit beautifully. However, I had to try and do everything crafty. For as long as I remember I was always doing something. After I moved from home, my parents came to visit for a weekend. I wanted to go to a quilt/craft show (Imagine that). My Dad would go walk around anywhere. He was easy to please. Mom, agreed to go, but I knew she was doing it just for me, not because she really wanted to. We stopped at a booth that was doing a demo of stenciling on fabric. They asked us to sit down and try. I am pretty sure my mother wanted to run away, but she did it. She made the most beautiful tulip painting on fabric. She was actually quite pleased with herself. She hung it up in the bathroom at her house. Every time I went in that bathroom, I smiled when I saw it. Now that she is not here with me anymore, I still smile when I look at that tulip hanging on the wall of my bedroom. Enough reminiscing and missing Mom.
I especially like to make gifts that help me practice a skill (putting in zippers on this one) and are useful. This cute little bag could be used for makeup, keeping credit cards/money, receipts. Whatever you want. It was fairly easy, considering there was a zipper in it (which initially scared me). I obviously have friends and family that are cat lovers, even though I live in a “Dog” house (Ha! Pun). I will put some candy and/or lip gloss and give this to a friend for her birthday.
This pattern is available for free at WWW.Craftsy.com. Search for “Easy Zipper Pouch”. The Exact title is “Easy Zipper Pouch … Two Ways”.
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I though hard about my title. Didn’t want to offend anyone, but I am talking about myself. So, this past Saturday, I was taking my daughter to her “Power of the Pen” writing competition. While they were scoring the essays, they put us all in a theater to watch a movie. Haley and I went to the back so she could sit near her friends. At some point I needed to answer my phone, the closest door was about 8 feet away at the back, so I decided to use that door. Somehow I was now on a 1 and half foot platform in total darkness. I didn’t step up onto anything when I sat down, but I certainly took a swan dive off this mysterious platform I never stepped up on. My gut is always to protect my artificial knees, so I fell on…….my hands. I hit the right one hard enough to bruise it clear to my elbow and open up and bleed. My only saving grace…..it was so dark no one saw me. I eventually had to go and have them x-rayed (I put it off as long as possible, but my bruises were scaring people at work). Fortunately, nothing is broken. I did compress all the bones in cartilage in my left had (not sure what that really means. They used a big long medical name). They put braces on both so they could heal (which I am). Oh, and I found a goose egg on my forehead. I didn’t even realize I hit my head….Duh.
On a positive note, while Haley did not get a trophy, she is moving on to the semifinals at Wittenberg College. I will make sure not to sit in dark theaters….or just watch where I am walking.
So, there has been very little quilting/sewing (actually none), which tends to lead to crankiness on my part. I am thinking that I should be able to get back to it soon. Ugh.
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It’s dangerous to walk around in the dark
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 Miranda’s Accident.
As always, I have big plans for my quilting/Sewing and it did not happen. My sewing room is a disaster, because we had company for new years. This means that everything got dumped in my room. I look at it right now and it frightens me. Trying to move stuff a bit at a time, but it seems to be daunting task.
I wanted to make a page for all the items I really need to finish this year. Did not that done either. Of Course On December 30th I was at the Immediate Care with Bronchitis. It figures. Company coming and I am sick. I made it through, and had fun. Two of my sister came for the New year, which had never happened before. We had a Chinese gift exchange which involves stealing gifts etc…. I wound up with a toilet light. It was meant to be funny (and it is) but I also find is useful. Makes me not have to turn on lights when I get up at night. Unfortunately, my nephew Alex got the gift I provided. Cottenelle wipes, Toilet Paper and PooPourri. Needless to say He won for worst gift. It was worth a laugh though.
I did manager to work on my English Paper Piecing and finished the one that will go on my dresser. Dog Bones for the crazy Dog Lady. I have now begun work on the nightstands and will eventually get to Kevin’s dresser. I like to work on my English paper piecing while I am watching TV with Kevin or my daughters. Gives me something to do besides snack.
I plan to attempt to quilt dog bones on the dog bone dresser scarf. Will see how that goes.
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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.
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I made this table runner for my own table. I usually don’t make much for myself, but it seems odd to be a quilter and not have quilted stuff all over your house. It is an interesting batik and I was not appalled at my quilting this time. When I did the quilting, I was sort of thinking/going for snow drifts. It came out all right.
The snowflakes are not struggling. I am guilty of that. Basically I have been feeling like crap and am sick of it. I have two conditions that are currently competing with each other in my body. For years I have had something called Dopa Responsive Dystonia. For me, it basically means that I have the worst Charlie horses all over my body. Medication had solved about 90% of it until the Rheumatoid arthritis reared its ugly head. So the drugs for that cause the dystonia to be a zillion times worse. Like I actually have cramps in my jaw (awful) and my tongue (imagine how that looks and sounds when talking). I spend a lot of my free time at work, hoping no one notices that occasionally my arm shoots across the table without warning and begins contorting, which often causes tears to run down my face. They attempt to solve this with powerful anti-seizure drugs that I don’t want to take because they can be very addictive and when you have to take them around the clock. It makes a person wonder. Then there are the two doctors, the rheumatologist and the neurologist, who don’t really want to talk to each other, they just want to prescribe more drugs. Yesterday I was at the neurologist and pretty much begged him to talk to the Rheumatologist. Just got a dumbfounded look and an offer to write him a letter. Really?
Actually discussed with Kevin last night if I should just stop taking everything, because I am not sure much is helping. If you want the Rheumatoid to be better you have to screw with the dystonia drugs. It is a no win. My only saving grace is the inexpensive hot tub Kevin put in the garage for me. It is really the only thing that helps. I find myself in it 2-3 times a day.
I know I should just stop feeling sorry for myself. I just don’t want to always feel like crap. On a positive note, my daughter Miranda is doing well after the accident. Working on therapy.
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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.
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