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
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.