Yep, three flowers is all I got completed for the Hand Quilt Along. I guess it is better than nothing. I also did some binding….so I guess my fingers are a bit sore. I try to wear a thimble which is sometimes successful, but other times I find them annoying.
Here in central Ohio we have had Snowmageddon this past weekend. Everyone was freaking out. No parking at the grocery store (I heard) so I opted to go grocery shopping at midnight on the eve of Snowmageddon. All I can say is, ridiculous. Nothing on the shelves and I still stood in line for 20 minutes. While we did get more snow than I am used to seeing here in central Ohio, compared to what I grew up with, it is nothing. Please visit all the wonderful ladies participating in the Hand Quilt ALong and see their progress.
So, I have some hand quilting progress. It is a great way to keep my hands busy and the mind sometimes. Quilting and sewing are my therapy. They are helping me deal with the loss of my sister. It gives me something else to think about. This fish may be my favorite so far. Although, the farting seahorse is a close second. It was my dear sister Kellie who dubbed it the farting seahorse. I may end up naming this quilt, the farting seahorse quilt, just for her.
Please visit all these wonderful women and see what they have been up to.
You can tell Kellie had a sense of humor, I mean, really a farting seahorse? Leave it tohHer. I searched high and low for a picture from my wedding, but could not find it. It would have made this story so very appropriate.
When I married my first husband, Jerry, all my sisters were in my wedding along with
my long time friend Kim. I chose a sensible dress that could be ordered from J.C. Penny. It was Jade in color. I will never forget waiting at the church and in walks my older sister, Karen. Kellie immediately broke out into song (Sesame Street). “One of these things is not like the other one, not like the other one, not like the other one.” Karen’s dress was a different dye lot. It was much darker than everyone elses. She was very upset. I was just laughing. Kellie proceeded to sing under her breath at the altar. I miss her sense of humor. I want to talk to her.
The other night for the first time in my life, I saw a shooting star. I wished for a dream about Kellie where I could talk to her. I am still waiting.