It was 70 degrees two days ago and it's snowing. What the French Toast?! Our emotions are from God - one day it's a comfortable 60 degrees and the next it's snowing.
I wrote this in 2009, before my blog...
"Last May I visited my parents in Iowa. My Mom and I went to a quilt shop. She found a book of patterns, Christmas quilt projects was the basis of the book. She found a wall hanging that she liked, but wanted it as a queen size quilt. Just like any eager beaver, I jumped on it. Little did I realize there was a very good reason this pattern was for a wall hanging. I worked on it nightly for 2 months and lost complete motivation. It is June 14, 2009 and I've decided, almost a year later to revisit my unfinished project.
My intend to write a journal on quilts that I make here on out is quite simple. Documentation.
My history on quilting goes back generations. My passion for it runs in my blood. Quilts are and will be the only part of my family history that remain alive. I believe the women of my past quilted to survive. They survived wars, poverty, depression (the great) and their husbands... simply by making quilts. It is what they did, it is who they were and I'm going to keep it alive. Each quilt that I make will have a story, a purpose... a life. "
5672 pieces are in my Mom's Christmas Quilt.
Oh, and I want a dragon... Anyone know where I can get one?!
Inset seams... Yep, I'm doing it again. My Great Grandmother made this quilt for my mom. I figured out the block. My Greatgrandmother brushed her hair 100 times before going to bed. She counted. Neither my Grandma or my mom ever had hair long enough to brush 100 times. 100 times, and then she put it in a bun. Look at that stitching! Done by hand. WOW!
So I am! I have a hemmoroid. I'm not happy about it at ALL! This is the craziest thing EVER! Alright, I'm telling you the story.
I was taking a shower, and there it was... so I screamed for RyGuy to tell me what was happening to my butthole... He laughed!!!!! This is not funny! Stop laughing! Alright, you can laugh... this is TERRIBLE!
He is by far my favorite author. He has run on sentences like no ones business, but very clever. He was able to write the most amazing stories. He was told not to. He was told he would never be respected as a Theologian if he published his stories. The Magician's Nephew. The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. The Horse and His Boy. Prince Caspian. The Voyage of the Dawn Treader. The Silver Chair. The Last Battle.
This is how I describe C.S. Lewis' writings. Walk around your block several times, each time you'll see something different. You'll see something new.
I don't have any updates on the quilt I'm patterning, I've been knee deep in cleaning. Actually, I don't think cleaning is the right word, more like going through the tornado that I've made my life the last 18 months. I didn't blog for awhile because who wants to read stories from a Debbie Downer? Today's post is just about nothing but my what's been going on in our lives...
We'll start with Wookie.
About 2 months back Ryan came home with an adult size Wookie onesie. Oh, yes he did! When he's home tomorrow I'll have him put it on and take a picture of him in it. It's quite comical, better yet he's very good at speaking Wookie. The Denver Art Museum had a showing of some of the Star War's costumes. We met my Aunt and Uncle for lunch at a place across the street from the museum. They belong to the DAM so we got our tickets from them. (Thanks again guys!) After lunch, RyGuy and I wandered over to the museum and he got to meet THEE WOOKIE.
Needless to say, he was in hog heaven. Wait a second, what does that even mean... hog heaven? It was a great day. Spending time with family and Ryan is always a great day.
My 40th Birthday...
We traveled far and wide to go back in the day of New Year's Day at the homestead. Actually, we traveled I-76 to I-80 to I-74 to exit number 2 maybe 3, to my parent's beautiful house. All my siblings, nieces, nephews, Aunts, Uncles were there to celebrate the start of a new decade in my life. My sister made me the most amazing cake. Mom made turkey and it was awesome! No better way to celebrate my birthday.
Of course the best card I got was from my dids (dog kids)...
Our nephew Grayson loves Uncle Ryan. Hold please, how can you NOT love Ryan?! This picture was taken at my birthday.
This one years ago in Estes Park.
Not much has changed has it? (wink, wink) Lots more hair, LOTS more hair!!!
Sorry about having no new news on the quilitng front. Spending today STILL working through fabric in my studio. Keep you posted.
This is an 1853 seated liberty half dime. I'm not sure of it's value - but the days I go through my old collector coins, I wonder where they have been, what they were used to buy. It's kind of mind numbing. This is my favorite coin.
People disregard pennies these days, most people wouldn't even bother picking one up off the ground. I heard a story once, a man was asked why he bothered to stop and pick up a penny, seeing as it has no real value... the man replied, because it says, In God we Trust. Thought that was a very dapper story.
Anyways, got off track there... back to my story of the day. My Grandmas were very different. VERY different. I loved them both very much but related better to my Grandma O. However, my Grandma D. gave me great memories as well. I've decided in the new journey to not only celebrate my Grandma O., but to celebrate my Grandma D. as well. She was very crafty, amazing actually. It dawned on me last night that what I gained from her is just as valuable, just a different kind of value - two sides to every coin.
We celebrated Christmas at Grandma D's house almost every year. She always had hanging in her hallway a framed Christmas tree made out of costume jewelry and Christmas tree lights in a tacky gold frame. When she passed my Mom and Dad got it and they hung it in their house. Years ago I asked for it and they brought it out to me, it now hangs in my kitchen year round with lights always on. I'm actually know for it in the neighborhood. Neighbors have once said, "If that tree isn't on, we need to check on Tracee." I called my Mom yesterday and she told me that my Grandma D. had intended on making more...long story short, I'm going to make one and I'll probably give it to my sister. Send pictures of it when I start that project.
I have the same book from each Grandma, one of my favorite books, Uncle Tom's Cabin. I think this image says it all.
I've picked out the first quilt I'm going to remake, it was originally made for my mom by my Great Grandma B. (Let's just bring all the Grandmas to the party!) I spent 3 hours last night patterning the block. I've never patterened from a quilt before, just my own designs in Illustrator. These women were amazing! I went through every old quilt pattern my Grandma O. gave me, search the internet and I couldn't find this block. When I talked to my mom about it she said, "Grandma B. could of came up with that block on her own." I guess she was known for making clothes without a pattern. Details to follow on this quilt tomorrow.
As for what I'm doing today... I'm going to walk to the local cafe to get a cup of coffee (Starbucks), then to the local market (Safeway) for a red bell pepper and celery, both most likely grown right up the street (wink, wink). After that, to the near by boutique (The Salvation Army) for a lamp.
I suppose I just received the best gift of my life - well, one of them anyway. I owe my Uncle George a huge THANK YOU for taking the time to send them out to me. I imagine it was hard for him to part with them, but I could also scan them in and give them back.
However, the project will begin very shortly. Well, maybe not shortly... I've made quite a mess of my studio in my downward spiral and from the looks of it at least 18 hours to get it up to par. Not only is my studio a disaster, sadly, my entire house is. Only posting the picture of my studio, that in itself, is embarrassing enough.
RyGuy thinks we're becoming hoarders. Well, if everyone could stop dying and we could learn to say no to their possessions!! I mean, really!! It's super hard to part with things that hold so many memories.
Good news is, I haven't used my computer in almost a year for Graphic Design and my knowledge on my software is still intact. A little rusty, but manageable.
For those of you who have read this blog for many years now, I'm going back to setting the timer. Might change it up to 40 minutes though... since I'm 40. Say it isn't so!!!!
Happy Hump Day all! I'm excited to be back.