I was making one of the quilts for children that you send your address and they send you the fabric to put together. Well, I lost the pattern, so I made my own as I went. Didn't turn out too bad. I did see another one on a blog earlier today and realized what the pattern was!! Oh well, it is fine this way. Maybe it is an artist interpretation, well that's my story and I sticking with it. LOL

baby quilt

I am having trouble getting my pictures in
the right order. Arrrgggggg...and you might
have to turn your head again. I need to take
all of my pictures vertically or learn how to
turn the pictures when I post them.















This is the back. It has roads printed on it and
the same cars and trucks from the border print.




















I made a baby quilt out of a kit with cars & trucks.


I think it was called Take 5. It was quick, the kind
I like for baby quilts.

I love to use stripes for the binding. This one didn't
have enough fabric in the kit to cut on the diagonal,
but I still like the look of stripes running this way too.
I quilted it with meandering stitches.

birthday flowers

These were flowers from a birthday bouquet I received. And I am still playing with my camera. It's just a little point & shoot, but I had fun trying to get closeups.

OK so I don't know what I'm doing yet

Look what I posted!! Finally. I won these 2 darling bowls and a home made card (so cute) from Sheri Howard about a year ago, well maybe only 1 month ago, but I finally have time to post about it. They are so cute. Look how cute they are on the inside too.

That's the card sticking out of the bowl.

And if you didn't notice you might have to turn your head sideways for the first pic which was supposed to be the last one posted. I wanted to show how the cute bowls matched a pitcher I already have on the shelves in my kitchen. And the color in the last pic is the true color of the bowls. I was playing with my camera...using flash, no flash, auto flash and lots of other buttons I really didn't know what they were for.

I've been unable to concentrate on anything since the early part of March. I'm hoping I will start making some progress and get a few things accomplished. You know, like spring cleaning. I'm talking about spring of 2008 tho. And organizing my fabrics so I can find my stash. Right now it's kind of piled in a closet way away from everything. I had to clear off the bed and move the piles that were on the floor when we had company last month. But pretty much ever since we moved 2 years ago, my stash has been in hiding. I hope I can remember where it is when I finally get time to sew. Sew?? Wonder. what. that. word. means. I. think. I. am. slowly. losing. my. memory.

It's been a long time

I see it's been a long time since my last post. Things are still unsettled here. I've been at work everyday and it seems like all I get done is answering phones. I'm babysitting this weekend so I'll have a fun break. Hope to get back to posting soon.

no time

I will be back posting sometime when things slow down. After the death of my father, my priest, another lady I worked with, now there is an elderly woman from town that I knew who died. I am so far behind, but still am peaking at blogs once in awhile. I need a break from the phones and people coming in. We are planning for Fr Paul's funeral and dinner on Friday. It's hard to come up with the number of people who will be at the lunch, but right now we are planning for around 900. Hopefully, Friday will be nice outside, no rain, no wind. But for now we are struggling day to day to keep everything going.

RIP Father Paul J. Strittmatter, S. J.

I am writing about another sad event that has happened in my life and the lives of many, many people. I have worked at our church for at least 20 years. The last 13 were with a wonderful man, who was a Jesuit priest, Fr Paul Strittmatter. He died suddenly of a heart attack March 30th at the age of 63. Our whole town is in shock. He wasn't just a priest, he was a friend to every one in our town, and nearby towns. There probably wasn't anyone he didn't know because he would go up to them and introduce himself if they were strangers. He had a weekly date to play cribbage with someone in town. And boy did Fr Paul love to beat anyone who was sure they could beat Father. I never played it with him because I knew he could beat me with his eyes closed. I have lots of stories about Fr Paul that I'd like to share in the future.