What color binding for this?
Options are a dark blue-green, a light blue-green, the turquoise, or the sand color.
If I wasn't already running into size issues, I'd probably not have the binding showing on the front. Not sure I can do that and still have it at least 35" wide.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Apparently my stash isn't as extensive as I thought
No red to speak of.
I have a red/white/blue quilt that I want to border in red/white/blue - I know I have the blue and am pretty sure about the white, but I went looking for red today - all I need is a little more than half a yard - and came up completely empty. Not even a fat quarter to speak of.
Hmph. Just means hand quilting for me tonight.
I have a red/white/blue quilt that I want to border in red/white/blue - I know I have the blue and am pretty sure about the white, but I went looking for red today - all I need is a little more than half a yard - and came up completely empty. Not even a fat quarter to speak of.
Hmph. Just means hand quilting for me tonight.
Monday, February 09, 2009
Wiped out
(This is what I started 2 days ago) The Small Man was up all night last night. No positive strep test yet, just coughing and wheezing and general sickness. We did the last nebulizer at 8 and Motrin at 9; hopefully the combo will keep him asleep tonight. (edit - 2 nights now of sleep. Yay!)
This is one of his creations:
It was much better in context, with all of the other kids' gingerbread men - none of the others had such completely colored in bodies or such precisely placed eyes and buttons. Very particular, my boy.
The lovely daughter found out today she was accepted into the magnet high school - to both of the programs she applied to. Now she has to decide (1) whether to go to her home school or the magnet, and (2) if the magnet, which program (Global Ecology or Humanities). AND I still get to fight with her local high school about her course selection because the stupid counselor wants her to take honors physics and the technology course, because that paperwork has to be turned in by Friday and she has 2 weeks to decide about the magnet. EVEN after she told him we'd discussed it and thought she didn't need to go that route. Argh. (I found out I have to write a letter to attach to the form.)
I did finally get some quilting done this weekend, after tending to the housework pile-up. I have a small pile of "flesh" colored fabrics now, but wound up using this:
to get to this:
I'm frogging the hat - it's just too tall, too much out of proportion. I'm reasonably happy with the rest of it.
Also working on a small piece, just for fun:
AND, cut and paired up pieces for a red/white/blue quilt. But today - a little telework, a little napping.
This is one of his creations:
It was much better in context, with all of the other kids' gingerbread men - none of the others had such completely colored in bodies or such precisely placed eyes and buttons. Very particular, my boy.
The lovely daughter found out today she was accepted into the magnet high school - to both of the programs she applied to. Now she has to decide (1) whether to go to her home school or the magnet, and (2) if the magnet, which program (Global Ecology or Humanities). AND I still get to fight with her local high school about her course selection because the stupid counselor wants her to take honors physics and the technology course, because that paperwork has to be turned in by Friday and she has 2 weeks to decide about the magnet. EVEN after she told him we'd discussed it and thought she didn't need to go that route. Argh. (I found out I have to write a letter to attach to the form.)
I did finally get some quilting done this weekend, after tending to the housework pile-up. I have a small pile of "flesh" colored fabrics now, but wound up using this:
to get to this:
I'm frogging the hat - it's just too tall, too much out of proportion. I'm reasonably happy with the rest of it.
Also working on a small piece, just for fun:
AND, cut and paired up pieces for a red/white/blue quilt. But today - a little telework, a little napping.
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Blogging friends
“These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award.”
My old college friend Ruth blessed me with this award in the eon since I last posted. Ruth represents a great deal of what I value from my college education - friends, and the ability to find commonality with individuals who are not like you. Ruth and I are on the opposite ends of many spectra, but we respect the other person and share a deep abiding affection for Mississippi University for Women.
Unfortunately, the current president of the university seems determined to destroy it. I think she may underestimate the tenacity of the alumnae/alumni of this find school.
Anyway. Eight more. Aargh. There's way more than eight of you that I'd happily award this to. Anybody that reads this blog on a semi-regular basis is my friend, as far as I can tell. And the blogs I visit are CERTAINLY not interested in self-aggrandizement. If you want me to name you, I will - but feel free to name yourself.
Why My Husband Married Me
This exchange in our house, last week:
Me: Can you plunge the kitchen sink today? [It's an old house, with old plumbing, crazy previous owners - the plumbing of the kitchen and downstairs bathtub is connected in a not-good way.]
TMOTH: I'll see if I can get to it.
I leave for work and later get this e-mail:
"Kitchen sink is plunged. I broke the faucet. Off to Home Depot to get parts to fix it."
I get home and see this - and busted a gut laughing:
I suppose we'll have to replace it eventually, but it actually works better with the funky stupid sink the previous idiot owners installed.
Me: Can you plunge the kitchen sink today? [It's an old house, with old plumbing, crazy previous owners - the plumbing of the kitchen and downstairs bathtub is connected in a not-good way.]
TMOTH: I'll see if I can get to it.
I leave for work and later get this e-mail:
"Kitchen sink is plunged. I broke the faucet. Off to Home Depot to get parts to fix it."
I get home and see this - and busted a gut laughing:
I suppose we'll have to replace it eventually, but it actually works better with the funky stupid sink the previous idiot owners installed.
Happy Birthday, Small Man
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