Then I realized that I was going along on the pinks because her palette looked so well assembled and balanced, but I wasn't really feeling it. The more I looked at the blue centers and gold accent corner on those square in a square blocks, the more I didn't want to invite pink to the party. So.......
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Then I realized that I was going along on the pinks because her palette looked so well assembled and balanced, but I wasn't really feeling it. The more I looked at the blue centers and gold accent corner on those square in a square blocks, the more I didn't want to invite pink to the party. So.......
Please forgive the terrible picture. This quilt was a little too large to hang from my closet door rod, and it sagged. It was made from my second set of Hearts A-Flutter BOM blocks. I love how it turned out, and I love the quilting job that June Adkins did for me. There's outline stitching and meandering around the applique motifs that let them stand out, and a lovely vine in the sashing.
When I make these blocks, I usually cut squares for the corners, sew on the diagonal, and then trim and flip the corners. It wastes a little material, but you can recycle the cut pieces into half square triangles. Bonnie is using the method where you sew slightly oversized triangles on the sides, and then trim the block to size. I balked, because I hate the trim-to-size-later approach. Why don't you just make it the right size to start with? But then I decided to follow her instructions and go with it. Maybe I'll learn something. I'm just hoping I don't regret this. Trimming 120 squares is not my idea of a fun afternoon.
The second thing that bugged me is she is using an Easy Angle and an Easy Square Jr. ruler. I almost never buy a specialty ruler. I have a set of Creative Grids rulers which I adore, because they have the non-slip grip dots on the back and because the marks are thinner, which I think makes cutting more accurate. The 6 1/2" x 6 1/2" is my workhorse. I can use it to square up small blocks, I can use it to cut the diagonal when making triangles from squares. I recently replaced mine because I had used it so much the side of the rotary cutter blade had started to erode the edge of the ruler.
When I finish these segments, I'll add a photo to this post. Back to the cutting board!
Oh, yes, one more thing that cutting out this quilt reinforced for me, something I already knew. When you're doing scrappy, you have to go big or go home. I had pulled 5 different shirtings to use, but when I started cutting out all the triangles, I went back to the stash and got 5 more. The same with the blue center squares. I cut from 7 different blues, but I may go get a few more. If it isn't really scrappy, it just looks paltry and mishmash.
Here's the test block. Yep, it's little.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
My brother-in-law (you know, the one I made a quilt for last spring) is getting married the first weekend in April. This afternoon, my husband said "I guess we need to think about what to get them for a wedding present." The twist is, they're both in their fifties, have worked all their lives, owned houses, and generally bought everything they want or need. So what to get them?
"You could make them a quilt," he continued. Wait, I gave his brother a quilt last spring. "Well, that was for him, not them." I'm not sure I like the way this is going. "I guess a double wedding ring quilt would be traditional."
SCREECH went the brakes in my brain. I have 90 days to design a double wedding ring quilt, buy fabrics, make it, hire it quilted and bind it. A DOUBLE WEDDING RING QUILT. Curved seams, people. And oh, it gets better. "He says no quilts are ever long enough since he's so tall. I suppose he's still got the king size bed."
So I have to make a HUMONGOUS double wedding ring quilt.
I remembered my Shar Jorgensen rotary templates for a double wedding ring. Whew, at least the cutting out won't be hard. I pulled the template set out of the cabinet. Wait, it looks a little bit....small. I consulted the instructions. The rings measure 15 inches in diameter? The arcs are 1 1/2" wide?? The center section is 6 inches across???
I call my mom, who has made several double wedding rings, and read off the dimensions. I can hear her gritting her teeth. "Well," she asks finally, "how many rings will you have to make?" I was hoping she wouldn't ask. "At least 60." She has the grace not to laugh.
Basically, she says what I already know. The small curved seams will be a total and complete pain to sew, it will take forever, and by the time I finish it I will be a raving lunatic. So, I ask her if she still has the pattern she used for mine. It's queen size and contains 30 rings. 30 rings I can do.
She isn't sure because it was in a magazine, but she'll look. In the meantime, I'm doing an internet search and come up with a free double wedding ring pattern from McCall's Quilting Magazine. I check out the dimensions. The rings are 23 inches in diameter. Now you're talking!
So, I'm making a quilt for my brother-in-law. Again.
(But I'm still starting the mystery quilt tomorrow. Shhh, don't tell.)
I decided for the sake of my sanity and respect for the timeframe I decided to do a variation of the wedding ring that my mom once made. The centers and "melons" between the rings are a floral focus fabric and the rings are alternating solids or "sorta solids", as I call them. The corner blocks are darker shades of the ring colors. The solid color one-piece ring arcs gives great quilting space, and the floral makes the quilt detailed enough to be visually interesting. Not to mention that using one-piece rings will save a lot of time.
That's what should be happening right now, if there were a twelve step program for overcommitted quilters. Here I am trying to clean up unfinished projects, and what do I do this morning? Innocently, I start a search for free block of the month projects. (How's that for delusion?) What do I find? This.
It's cute and it's free and it would look great made in my collection of batiks. (What else am I going to do with them? Stare at them? Build a shrine for them? I have been too leery of cutting into them. This will force me to look at them as just another fabric - another, gulp, expensive fabric.).
So off I go to the printer for a copy of the fabric requirements, and to the stash closet, to pull the yardage and create a project box, all the while mentally kicking myself and saying "You have no business committing to another BOM. You know how much time it ended up taking last year."
"But," I answered myself sweetly, "that was because I made two of each of them and I'm only going to make one of this one."
"Yes, but this is not the only one you're going to make, I just know it. You've already been skulking around BlockCentral to see if they've posted their 2009 BOM. Besides, you're going to do Quiltville's mystery quilt, and that starts tomorrow."
"This BOM doesn't start until January 15th."
"Completely beside the point. And, didn't I see you printing out the fabric requirements for that other mystery quilt?"
"But it's a small quilt, it will be quick to complete. They said one day if you're a fast sewer. That's for January 1st."
"What about taking the Christmas tree down on January 1st?"
"But it's so pretty. Can't we enjoy it for a while longer?"
"You're hopeless, completely hopeless."
You see? I need to be rescued from myself.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
I'm cleaning up all the half-done projects, the BOMs ready to be assembled, the stacked up quilt tops needing to be quilted, the bindings ready to be applied. They're hanging on me like the chains on Marley's ghost. To be able to start the Quiltville mystery quilt with a clear conscience, I have to get these things off the worktable.
1. Anniversary gift quilt for my brother bound, wrapped and ready to mail.
2. Hearts A-Flutter BOM blocks completed and applique border designed.
3. BlockCentral BOM black/white/tan top assembled and awaiting shipment to the quilter.
4. Teacup and saucer quilt boxed and ready to send to Deb for fancy quilting.
5. Four additional blocks for BlockCentral blue/rust quilt designed to make the top large enough for a queen bed.
6. All blocks for the Debbie Mumm Christmas sampler completed and awaiting additional green fabric to assemble top. I could not make the specified amount of fabric stretch to cut the large setting triangles for the center medallion. I have no idea if it was me or them, but I bought what the pattern specified. The extra fabric is ordered.
7. Two wall quilts sent to the longarmer.
But there's more: two wall quilts and two bed quilts to bind, four Linus quilts to quilt and bind, diagonal log cabin top to complete, Hearts A-Flutter, BlockCentral and Debbie Mumm BOMs to complete. I don't expect to get all this done before I start the Mystery quilt, but I'm making a good faith effort to at least work on them. After I get back from running errands tomorrow, I'm hopping on the binding train again. Please, no more small checks or stripes.
Can you see the little beading on the cross stitch? I can't imagine how long it took to make. And free for the asking - "if you would like a card, email me and I'll send you one". Just like that - how generous!
I need to find a special frame tomorrow when I'm out on errands. This one's a keeper.
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Friday, December 26, 2008
Start a Quiltville mystery quilt, that's what.
Check out her blog for the new mystery starting New Year's Eve. It's called Double Delight, and well, it's hard to pass up something called that. It's also hard to pass up the lovely pile of colors she has selected. Pinks, indigos, shirtings, chocolate brown and a hint of cheddar? Yum.
I'm using her selection of pink, blue, chocolate, shirtings and a little gold. Bonnie's not scrapping up the browns, but I don't have a lot of any one piece so I'm going scrappy on it too. That's my fabric selection above. As soon as I read the email notice, I tore into the fabric closet and starting selecting colors. I love scrap quilts, the scrappier the better. It may not look as organized and "planned" as her quilt, but I promised that it would all come from the stash. I may also make it bigger than hers, so I can use it on our queen size bed. Of course, I haven't seen the design yet, so that may be hard. Oh, this jumping into a project without even knowing what the design is -- it's heady, folks. I've never done a mystery quilt before. (Remember - solitary quilter. No guilds. Not even blogs until last year.)
So the plan is, before New Year's Eve, I applique the last of the Hearts A-Flutter blocks and piece the last of the Debbie Mumm Christmas Sampler blocks. If I get really ambitious, I'll assemble that sampler quilt too, and design the swag border for the Hearts BOM. The BlockCentral black and white blocks are ready to assemble too, but the blue and rust version needs four more blocks to make it queen size, which I have to design in the same vein as the others.
It's the same this time every year. I'm starved for sewing due to abstinence between Thanksgiving and Christmas, and raring to go.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Still, it gives me a bit of an idea what the quilt will look like. The setup and border have me stumped. I haven't found a fabric that speaks to me yet for the border, and don't know whether to sash, or to plain set, or to alternate set or what. I guess it'll come to me. Any suggestions?
I thought that when this BOM was initiated the designer mentioned an appliqued border design which would be available for purchase at the end. Maybe that was just wishful thinking. An appliqued border will make this quilt stretch into next year, for sure, but would be beautiful. If the designer doesn't offer it, I may invent one using motifs from the blocks.
Monday, December 22, 2008
I shop online. I was always a big catalog shopper; a trip to the mall never enticed me. Add my husband to that, who would rather be flogged than go into a store during the holiday season, and faster than you can say "Internet!" we let our fingers do the walking (and mousing). We are both big on the online shopping, and have never had a bad experience. We've bought everything from clothes to tires to electronics. And fabric, don't forget the fabric. If you are careful who you deal with, it's no more risky than going shopping in person and as handy as buying locally. Well, better actually, 'cause they won't let me in Dillard's in my pajamas.
Just be sure to recycle the boxes. And, in my case, the Christmas wrapping paper too (which irritates the living daylights out of my husband when I'm scurrying around snatching up the gift wrap as soon as it is removed from the package).
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
The pages I thought I needed, which I had determined applied to the patterns I wanted from looking at the Table of Contents on Amazon, would only have given me fabric requirements and a layout for the borders (I wasn't even going to use the borders). So, when I finally got the book in my hands I hied myself to the Kinko's and copied the 22" x 31" pattern sheets. Now, I can cut them apart for each block and scan them, and probably enlarge them - there are some teeny tiny applique pieces on these things.
Thanks to the people who looked for the book for me. No people are more helpful than the quilting community.
I don't think anyone should be holding their breath waiting to see results. This is going to be a queen size quilt, all hand appliqued. It might take years.
Friday, December 19, 2008
I feel like all I have done in the last week is package and mail presents, bake, and chase around on errands. I was out and about twice today just getting my hair cut (my stylist had a time mix-up and I had to go back later in the day) and mailing boxes. Two trips to the post office in one day. Also two trips to the Ace Hardware, where I found the most adorable Christmas tree ornaments in the shape of power tools - drill and circular saw and router - for my woodworking brother.
Of course my husband loved them so I had to go buy a second set for us.
They joined the antique radio, and Santa's pipe, and the kitten asleep in the Christmas stocking....
...to call our tree eclectic is an understatement.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
This is while I was in process; see some of the boxes standing ready and the cookies that will be in them? It's the only way to make sure I have enough of each kind - lay out the contents of each box first before packing all of them.
And here are some boxes ready to be delivered.
Oh, yes, there was fudge too.
And it was all VERY GOOD!
This is actually a light year for cookies - I'm not making fudge crackles, peanut butter or thumbprints. Last year I sort of overloaded myself, and so I promised that I would only do the essentials - everybody loves chocolate chip and the little buttery goodness of a spritz cookie. The kids like oatmeal cookies, and no one will turn down fudge.
Food is a big thing for me this time of year. I love to make Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners, and bake for everyone, and have nice things to offer company. When I was working, I would bring cookies into the office several times between Thanksgiving and Christmas, just because, and I made a chocolate chip banana bread that had become famous on the third floor.
And what about my other big passion - quilting? Well, it's on hiatus this time of year. I appliqued the last block for the Hearts A-Flutter Civil War repro quilt and sent it off to the longarmer, but other than that haven't picked up a needle. My own BOM's are languishing. What with the cooking, and the company, and the decorations it's a little hard to tie up the kitchen now. And since that's the only place I have to sew..... After Jan. 1st, I'll get back to the remaining blocks and ship off those BOM quilts to be done.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
which looks suspiciously like last year's village. That's part of the trouble of using these foamcore bases to assemble the display. It's hard to vary the look. I'm thinking of making some more after Christmas, with wider bases for the shelves so there is more room. As I box each item, I'll trace its footprint onto a big roll of paper and use them to plan the layout. It'll give me a project for the winter that I can trade off with sewing. These new bases will have white fleece for snow instead of batting. I think it will glue down easier and not be as fragile. The only way to store these without the batting tearing and the whole thing disintegrating is to wrap each foamcore board in saran wrap, which feels too wasteful. I can make bags for the new ones out of tablecloth vinyl. Anyway, from my village to your home, Merry Christmas!
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Yep - Three Stooges. They grace my TV console every year. We're connoisseurs around here. Last year my husband received the entire Three Stooges oeuvre on DVD for Christmas. And they say we aren't cultured in Tennessee!
So I went looking for it on Amazon Marketplace and Alibris. I'll just find a secondhand copy, I think. Well, they both had it. For $99.00 and $122.00, respectively. Being as I am what is commonly referred to as NOT CRAZY, I will not be buying the book there.
So I put it to the quilting bloggers out there: Does anyone have this book? Are you willing to sell it? (For a price that's somewhat less than my first-born child? Just kidding.) Are you willing to loan it? Could you copy pages for me? If there's anyone out there that can lend a hand to a frustrated quilter, drop me a note. Thanks in advance!
I studied piano when I was a child, and have played on and off most of my life. I don't play much anymore, but really should get back into practice now that I'm retired - but that's another story. When I was in high school, I attended Kentucky Girls' State, a kind of week long seminar on government and civics for high-ranked high school juniors. (There was a Boy's State too.) It was held at various universities around the state right after the end of spring semester, so we had the campus to ourselves. Ten girls went from my high school, a usual number for most, so there was quite a crowd in attendance - hundreds. The year I was selected, it was at Transylvania University at Lexington, Ky. (OK, don't laugh. That's the name of this small private university. And it's very well regarded.)
The last evening of the seminar, there was a voluntary talent show. Now, while I had been playing piano for some time, I was terribly shy and very nervous, but I decided that it would be good to participate. So I signed up. Then, I had to decide what to play. Classical? Good in theory, but my selection should be entertaining, and Bach or Debussy might not be everyone's cup of tea. Also, there were a number of pianists and classically trained singers on the bill and I wanted to stand out a little.
I decided on a wonderful piano transcription of "Bridge Over Troubled Water" I had learned earlier in the year. Think what you want about Simon and Garfunkel, that was a beautiful song, and this arrangement was stunning. And that year it was THE song. So I was all set.
The day before the show, I slipped into the auditorium to practice at lunch break. The Steinway sat on the side of the stage, ignored, in the hall where we had been holding mock caucuses and elections, and creating a model state government. The piano was black and shiny. It was big. REALLY big. I sat down, folded back the fall and played a few cords.
Holy Moses. Now THIS was a piano. I warmed up and played through the song. The instrument was stunning. Responsive didn't describe it. It purred, it roared, it sang. The touch was flawless, and the tone. . .I had a nice studio piano at home, and I had played on some good instruments, but this was amazing. It boosted my confidence. It made even an average pianist sound good.
The night of the concert, I was shaky but marched out there in front of hundreds of people and performed. I like to think that marvelous piano helped my nerves. Close your eyes and remember the song - delete the vocals and just think about that lyrical piano line in the background. Now add the melody over it and imagine that ascending crescendo of chords at the end. Imagine it performed live on a nine foot mammoth of a piano, thundering into the auditorium, filling the air above the audience with an expanding wave of music. When I finished, there was dead silence. Then the auditorium erupted in applause. They were on their feet!
I took a flustered bow and bolted for the wings, blushing bright scarlet. Thank you, Steinway.
This is something that I haven't had to do for a while. Sadly, I needed to pull out my going-to-a-funeral dress this summer when my neighbor passed away. But wedding guest dress? I haven't been there since my sister-in-law got married. That dress was stuck squarely in 1985, and has since been re-homed. (It was a really nice dress, but the shoulder pads and all dated it badly. Wearing it, you expected to turn around and see Joan Collins.)
After my brother-in-law announced that he was getting married in April, I decided to face up squarely to the challenge, and not wait until March and panic. A good starting place was online shopping. I perused a few stores that had served me in the past, and then turned to the old faithful, J. C. Penney. (I know, there's a Penney store at the mall not 3 miles as the crow flies from my house, but it's the holiday season, people, I wouldn't go there if they were giving out gold bricks. I have experienced that mall at Christmas shopping season and lived through it - no good pressing my luck.)
I went to the jcp.com site and pulled up the page of dresses. Idly scrolling down the column of photos, I was stopped dead in my tracks. There it was. There it was. The dress I had in the back of my mind but hadn't even verbalized. A medium rose colored crepe faux two piece column dress with embroidery at the neck and waist. It was dignified. It was festive without trying too hard. It was on sale.
I filled out the order so quickly it heated up the keys on my laptop.
It was delivered today and fits perfectly. And it's beautifully made, fully lined, hidden zipper, lovely embroidery with tiny little sequins at the neck and waist. The only thing I have to work on is the back slit. It's a straight skirt so you need some walking ease, but the slit goes a little too high for my taste. I will either just lengthen the back seam or, if I can find some rose crepe to match, turn the slit into a placketed vent. It would be an easy sewing job.
Pearl necklace - check. Gold dress watch - check. Beige pumps - check. I'm ready.
Now, the question is - does my husband's suit still look good? He's the best man.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
The back is pieced of 6" squares of leftover cream, brown, blue and navy fabric, which makes the perfect base for the label. There's a hanging sleeve, too, in case she needs it. I did straight diagonal quilted lines through the pieced center and outlined around the border. I didn't think this small quilt needed any more embellishment.
All in all, it turned out as cute as I had imagined, and I hope it brings a spot of brightness to his room. Welcome to the world, Jacob Henry!
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Where does someone begin to list things they are grateful for? The obvious answers, of course - health, happiness, family. But let's get more specific and a little bit more personal.
I'm grateful for my grandmother who pieced quilt tops, even though she wasn't all that domestic by nature. And grateful that those tops were quilted by a good country woman named Mrs. Abshire, so that I could spend my childhood snuggled under them - especially my favorite, a red and white turkey tracks design.
I'm grateful for my mother who taught me to sew. This skill helped me make all my clothes in high school (and spend one of the most boring semesters in my life in home economics class, watching other freshman girls struggling over the construction of the simplest shift dress in history) and for many years after. Sewing has been a life skill, a hobby, a comfort, a creative outlet, a money-saver. It gives my nervous hands something to do. It has decorated my home and warmed my bed. I don't feel right unless I have a quilt top at some stage of construction.
I'm grateful for a husband who doesn't begrudge the money I spend on my hobby and appreciates and compliments my creations, who overlooks the threads that sometimes festoon the carpet when I'm on a sewing jag and finds the pins I drop on the kitchen floor before the cat does.
I'm grateful for all the cats who have paraded through my life, each distinctly different in personality and each giving me company and pleasure in his or her own way, even the ones who weren't the best pets in the world (an orange tabby named George comes to mind). You can learn a lot from a cat if you pay attention. If you earn their trust and affection, it's a big accomplishment. You can't bully or domineer a cat. You can't buy their love. A cat will never kowtow to you.
I'm grateful for all the tools the quilting industry has developed since I began this hobby. Rotary cutters, cutting mats and rulers that beat cardboard templates any day. Corrosion-proof basting safety pins for the times when a project gets sidelined, so you don't have to fight rust stains on your work when you return to the task. Easy-thread needles (now, there's a brilliant idea) for catching and hiding thread tails. I'm grateful for the vast array of fabrics available, almost any color or design you could want. And for quilt shops with their helpful, enthusiastic employees, usually quilters themselves, who will trudge the aisles to help you find just the right fabrics, even when you don't know what they are yourself.
I'm grateful, oh so grateful, for retirement so I can sew to my heart's delight, and for a retirement system at my former employer, so I could retire when I needed to and didn't have to work until I was decrepit. That's a big one nowadays. I watch with pain while people who never expected to be on the street lose their jobs (including my own niece, who is currently job-searching). I watch people try to live on Social Security and pitiful small pensions and give a prayer of thanks for my husband's and my circumstances.
I'm grateful for this house, even though I might grumble sometimes and would definitely like a dedicated sewing room. I understand what a good house it is, especially after I have company like last weekend, and have plenty of room for them - and multiple bathrooms to accommodate everyone in comfort! (That's a biggie - I grew up in a one bathroom house.) I'm especially grateful for my renovated kitchen, which serves me so well when I cook for company.
And I'm grateful for the blogging quilters of the world who let me have a peek into their creative and personal lives, who inspire, entertain and inform me. I want to wish them all a wonderful, happy, blessed holiday season.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Everyone in the United States complains about how busy they are nowadays. Some people are truly stretched too thin, especially in bad economic times, working two jobs, trying to keep their house in order. However too much of the time it seems to be middle-class whining. When you ask them what is taking up all their time, you find that it's arbitrary stuff they've committed to do, not responsibilities like jobs or special needs care for their families that they don't have control over. They're booked 24 hours a day because they want to be. It makes them feel important. It distracts them from pesky things like thinking. It makes raising their children easier because they shuttle them from activity to activity instead of dealing with them personally.
I know, that's a little harsh. But it is what I see all around me. People chauffeuring their kids from music lessons to ball practice to church functions to dance class to who knows what. I haven't seen anyone's kids who just go outside and play and amuse themselves in 20 years. I'm not sure they can anymore. It's just run run run from one place to another. So they learn that's how you live. And their parents become a 24 hour taxi service.
And speaking of parents, they're not any better. No one stays home. They run the highways every chance they get, going to the mall, going to the movies, to restaurants, clubs, concerts, classes, here, there and everywhere.
You want to know busy? I can tell you about busy. When I was a little kid, my mom was a whirling dervish of activity. They had one car and no public transporation in their little town, so she drove Dad to work, my brother to school, my grandmother to work, brought Dad home for lunch and took him back to work, picked up my brother from school, my Dad from work, my grandmother from work. All these things happened at different times, you see, so she was constantly zipping back and forth from home to somewhere. It was only a few miles from home to town, but all those trips added up. And on top of that she was taking care of me at home, and doing all the cooking, laundry, ironing, cleaning. No dishwasher, no permanent press, a clothes line to dry the laundry. She made all our clothes at home. They were constantly in the middle of a remodeling project on their old house. She bought antiques when they were still called junk to strip and refinish, to furnish the house.
I was a sickly little kid that caught every germ. I had allergy tests, doctor appointments and weekly shots.
And then my grandmother's cancer recurred, and Mom took care of her too, until she passed away, which encompassed taking her to doctors, and treatments, and hospital stays, and waiting on her at home because she was bedridden.
Now, THAT'S busy.
She scurried through life busier than a one-armed paperhanger, to use an old-fashioned expression. And her life wasn't that different from a lot of women then. None of this stuff was under her control. She couldn't say "I don't want to do that, I don't have time." It was just life, and you didn't have a choice. You coped with it. And people who lived out in the country added gardening and canning and taking care of farm animals to an already full day.
When I hear some people now whining about how busy they are, I have to laugh. Most of them have multiple cars, modern conveniences, and jobs that don't take 12 hours a day/6 days a week from their lives. They can save their complaints for some other audience. It's not going to impress me or get much sympathy.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Then I called my husband to do the drawings while I photographed the evidence. He gave the bucket a good stirring before each drawing too, so I have done everything I could to randomize the numbers.
So, on to the results.....
The winner of the book is robin_titan, who says she loves books, so isn't that appropriate! I hope she enjoys this one. I will be sending it out as soon as I receive your address. Please comment to contact me and I will email you about mailing instructions. Congratulations!
The winner of the batiks is Tanya, and this is exciting to me both because I am a loyal reader of her blog, and because she is in Japan. I have an international winner! She is a very talented quilter, and I can't wait to see how she uses the batiks. Congratulations, Tanya! Leave me a comment and we can exchange emails about your address.
......And (drum roll, please!) the winner of the quilt is Greenmare! I hope she enjoys the quilt as much as I enjoyed making it. Please leave me a comment soon so I can send this little beauty winging its way to your home.
I have enjoyed hosting the giveaway, and hope it has brought some fun to all the participants. Please post about your winnings when you receive them; I would love to see how they contribute to your quilting life. I'll be looking in on the blogs of those who entered; so happy to meet new people and see a little more of the blogging quilting community.
Thanks again for participating, it was great fun!
Friday, November 21, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
This morning, I'm getting the materials ready for the drawing:
Oh yeah, I'm so high tech!
Every entry will get a number. I will fold all those little slips of paper and drop them in the ice bucket. My dear, helpful husband is going to draw three as I take pictures for you to see your beautiful winning numbers emerge to say "Congrats! You won!" It's going to be great -- check back Saturday for the winners.
One final warning: I have been vetting the entries (checking to see if there is an email address, or an accessible blog). If your email isn't visible, and I can't get word to you via your blog because your profile isn't available or there are no posts on which to add a comment - sorry, I can't include you. I have to be able to reach you in some fashion to notify you. I'm trying to be fair; I've said this before. So, if you put in an entry and this is the case, it's OK to comment again and list your email address. Still only one entry per person, but I want everyone to be able to play.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Simpify has a great one going on now, through the 23rd of November. Comment and pick your favorite pattern from her designs and she will actually make your prize to order from your favorite design. How cool is that?
I wanted to talk about this because it's such a generous offer. Well, that and the fact that I get extra chances in the drawing. Trying to be honest here, people.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Second prize is five fat quarters of lovely batiks:
And, the Big Kahuna:
.......which is a mini Kahuna, actually. It's a Jacob's Ladder mini-quilt, measuring 14" x 18", made with Connecting Threads' Jacobean Garden fabrics. I think it's adorable, but, hey, every baby is cute to its momma!
If you would like to enter to win one of these prizes, leave a comment on this post by 7 p.m. Eastern time, Friday November 21. International entries are welcome. One entry per person. The selection will be by random drawing on Saturday November 22, at noon, and the winners will be notified and posted soon afterward. Winners will be selected for the book, the fat quarters, and the quilt, in that order.
Be sure that if I can't reach you on a blog, your email address is included in the entry comment. Good luck!
Addendum: Please be sure that I have your email address. I have all comments routed to my email account, and if the sender's email address shows up as firstname.lastname@example.org I can't reach you if your name is drawn. This has already happened on one comment. Please, if you have already left a comment to enter the contest and this is the case, comment again and add your email address. I'm sorry, but I will have to disallow any entries where I can't reach you by your blog or email address.
Anyway, I noticed that the cat was awfully quiet at the sliding door, so I got my camera and crept up to see. Check out what was perched on the planter at the bottom of the stairs:
Sorry, baby, I can't get you the chipmunk.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Then, the electric element cuts off and the bottom cools until the pressure drops enough that, with a whoosh!, the water flows down the tube again into the bottom. Kind of sounds like it's flushing! It's both a coffee pot and a floor show!
My husband swears that these make the best coffee of any pot. He doesn't drink a lot of coffee, so he sort of goes the "gourmet" route and buys Kona beans to grind himself. My sister-in-law, the "gotta have coffee in the morning" type, has a regular Bunn pot, but she says his Black and Decker pot makes very good coffee too.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Do you want a little teaser?She's killin' me, I tell you. Now go, shoo, register for the giveaway. You've got until 7 p.m. on November 17th. You'll kick yourself if you miss it!
Monday, November 10, 2008
Sunday, November 9, 2008
This is my latest. It's a small wall quilt, 24" square. I love the colors, and have decided that once I quilt it, this beauty will grace my coffee table. The fabrics are just wonderful, that feather print especially so.
The 6 inch blocks are a challenge to your piecing accuracy. I found that I was measuring and trimming each unit, especially the half square triangles, because even 1/32" adds up if you're working small. But, challenging or not, you have to love the instant gratification that a small quilt brings.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Friday, November 7, 2008
I was in college in the 70's. We didn't have pool tables, rock climbing walls, weight rooms or fireplaces. I had a 11' x 18' room, laid out in a bilaterally symmetrical format. Along each opposing long wall (all built-in, no moving the furniture), was a closet, a set of drawers with a mirror over it, a twin bed and a desk with a bookshelf over it. Two people co-existed in that 198 sq. ft. box, with a shared bathroom down the hall. The rooms ran around the outside edges of the building (you got one window per room) and there was a 15'x 15' common area in the center of each floor of the building with a couple of couches. Laundry was in the basement. That was it. The cafeteria was two buildings away in the center of the complex, and there wasn't much pampering happening there either. You got what was on the line, no special orders. There was a TV room in the cafeteria building, but this was 1971, remember, so the television pickings were slim. About once a month, the dorm manager hauled out a projector and showed a movie on a screen.
And, oh yes, freshmen and sophomores weren't allowed to keep a car on campus. My big luxury was a small refrigerator in the room.
And you know what? It worked just fine. I am from Eastern Kentucky, as were many kids at that college. I dare say that for some people who moved into that dorm, the conditions were probably as good, and maybe even better, than their room at home. I'd guess the food wasn't as good, but in every other aspect it was a functional, no-frills home away from home. We were there for the purpose of studying, and other than a pretty good basketball team, there weren't many distractions from that task.
In contrast, if you came from a home where your parents gave you every little thing your heart desired (and that they didn't have at your age), and then you went off to a college that coddled and pampered you, what are you going to do when you hit the big, bad world and have to provide for yourself in the manner in which you have become accustomed? Well, a lot of them can't. I hear of more and more parents still keeping the kids financially afloat as they reach 25, 30, 35 and beyond.
I think about this in comparison to the first house my parents lived in when Dad came home from the Army. It had three rooms. Dad built it himself. And, at first, it didn't have indoor plumbing. They survived. And as they could afford it, they moved up in the world.
I am afraid in this economy a lot of people will be having to relearn what are the minimum requirements to live. And that doesn't include rock climbing walls.