Category: Quilters have personal lives too!

Playing with my presents is a happy post holiday activity

I have found that playing with my presents is a happy post holiday activity. I know it makes me sound materialistic and shallow but I will only cop to the materialistic part. I am, after all, a quilter! My husband and I do stocking presents but he may have stretched the concept this year. Stocking... Read more »

Describe yourself in 3 fictional characters

I have confessed before that I enjoy social media. I like to post, read, comment and click on some links. I rarely play the games but sometimes, heck, they are fun. Currently there have been posts where you choose pictures to describe yourself in 3 fictional characters. It was interesting to me to see who... Read more »

A Turkish coup attempt, a cleric and my daughter - A mother's fear of events far from home

When your child lives halfway around the world communication is less than ideal. There is the 11 hour time difference and her shaky wifi connection. When she was home we got to talk much more in depth and about everything from pedicures to politics. In the course of these conversations I discovered what the recent... Read more »
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What to expect when replacing your wooden deck

Take pictures of your old deck so you can enjoy the contrast when the project is over.
We live in a four unit condo building. We are on the second floor and have a twenty year old deck off the kitchen as does our neighbor. The people below us have a patio underneath our deck and we all decided it would be a good idea to not have our deck collapse on... Read more »

A quilter's funeral

I am 63 years old and happy and healthy. I am pretty sure I will live 50 or 60 more years, at least! However, I think it’s good to let your family know what your ideas are about your funeral, a quilter’s funeral. What brought this up? I will show you a post that sparked... Read more »

I remember when I learned how to sew

Some events and memories stay with you.  I still have the fondest feelings and memories of when I learned how to sew. My Mother did not know how to sew so she really wanted her daughters to learn how. When I did, it was like the moon, the sun and the stars revolved around me.... Read more »
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Flying debris from a truck struck my car - Yikes!

I drove to my quilt guild today on 355. I am quite an excellent passenger but more of a reluctant driver. I always worry I will get tired so I slept late this morning and brought a huge iced coffee with me. No worries, right? Wrong! Flying debris from a truck struck my car and... Read more »

The final goodbye to a parent is hard work

This past weekend we had my Father’s memorial service and interned his ashes on top of my Mother’s grave. My daughter Shelby flew for 21 hours to be there to say her final goodbye to her beloved Papa. Many of my friends called, texted, sent a card and or came to the service. All of... Read more »

My father enjoyed 94 years of a life well lived

About 18 months ago I wrote a post about visiting my father in the hospital after he fell and fractured his spine. Since that happened I have been dreading/expecting my dad to die. It was a stressful time of constantly shifting new levels of what my father could and could not do. As his world... Read more »
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The joy of attending the International Quilt Festival 2016 with a child

I attended the International Quilt Festival 2016 in Chicago this past weekend. I had an absolutely wonderful time. I go to as many quilt shows as I can but this one was very special because my Daughter, Emily, and my granddaughter, Zara, came with me. I am still smiling about the time we had. Driving... Read more »