Archive for January, 2014

Strips, Strips, Strips

January 23, 2014

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I cut three yards of fabric into two and one half-inch strips and now I don’t know where the picture that I took has gone.  Pictured here is about ten of those strips sewn end to end.  When I saw this fabric, I knew it was THE ONE.  I had been agonizing  as to the color to use to border the squares.  Black is the common choice, but I don’t like black and I have trouble with ‘common’ in general.  I was thinking about a brown.  It’s an unobtrusive color, but it is a color.  I also thought about red.  And what about a red/brown?  Then I saw the green and brown–something that I never thought of.  Sometimes, you just have to wonder through a few fabric stores before you know what you want.

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I have finally gotten all the squares sewn together.  And I think that the strips are just the right color.  I need to sew a final outside border strip and I’ll be able to start quilting.  (Insert Happy Dance here.)  Do you have any idea how happy I will be when this baby is finished?


Winter is When You Realize That You have Too Manny Pets

January 16, 2014

I’m sitting here looking at the phrase, ‘Too Manny’, and thinking how odd it looks. What are its origins? I should do some research. But not now.  I also realize that it’s been a long time since I blogged.  Blogged!  Another interesting word appears.  Where does that come from?  It’s a squishing together of two words—web and log.  OK.  Now, just where does web and log come from?  Stop it!  Just stop it!  Too much thinking going on here.  I don’t have to think anymore.  I’m retired.  Not that I had to think much when I was working.  All those laws, regulations, manuals, circulars.  Ugh.  Someone said they were going to raid my area when I left, so I spent the last few days shredding every little thing that I wrote anything on.  That included three steno pads of notes and at least two binders worth of pages with highlights or clarifying notes.  Those last few days were more fun than I had had in years.  And now I wonder.  Have I turned into a warm brown turd?  I hope not.  I try to learn something every day.  Even if it is, ‘I’d better not do that again’.   And what did I learn today?  Selfies aren’t easy to take.  I might even post one.  If I’m feeling froggy.  I love words.  OK.  Enough.  I gotta sew.


Pie for Breakfast

January 6, 2014

20140103_113910   It was the last piece.  It sat there in all its redness, cranberriness, appleness and crusty goodness.  What’s an innocent body to do?  I ate it.  And it was delicious!