Best Laid Plans

I designed a quilt for a baby boy who lives in Canada.  I found the perfect plaid flannel, matching border fabric, and plush “Minky” fabric for the back.  I was thinking that I was so clever and all that.

I was so excited to put it together – until I started to.  I had no idea how heavy this little blankie would turn out being.  Yes, I knew the materials being used, and all of them are lightweight.  It occurred to me that I was NOT all that.  After all.

The quilt is very small but so heavy that all the “holding out of the way” is exhausting me.  I cannot wait to ship it off to Canada where it belongs.  I am sick of looking at its lumberjack cuteness.  And I am really annoyed with how at each step,  I am slowed down by either a design flaw or my machine seizes up because something is not balanced, the tension is messed up, or because it wants to.

Tomorrow, I will tackle the final finishing step – hand sewing the binding on the edges.  I know quite a few quilters that hate doing the binding.  I LOVE doing it because it means the %@*&^!  thing is finished. 

Well…  Today is the tomorrow I spoke of last night.  And I have spent hours on the first section of the binding.  I made the binding like I always do, and that is why I have the problem I am having now.   I should have considered how thick the quilt was!  Regardless, it is too late now.  I resign myself to many hours of making tiny stitches that are not going to be invisible as they should be.

OK. so the binding is rolled up and hard.  A perfect teething ring!

After all the customs declaration paperwork is completed, signed and the little package goes off to the North  – I realize that I forgot to take a picture for my custom quilts file.

Oh, bother!

♥  TTFN  ♥

Sunset OR Fire?

Sort of tough to tell, right? 

The fact is our rising and setting sun has been orange all week.  Smoke and ash making everything hazy and gloomy.  That enough can make a person depressed, but add finding ash covering window sills, door frames, and our entire deck, means I have to clean it up. Now I want to take a nap!

Sometimes I can be such a putz. I am actually griping about having to clean my house, while hundreds of people no longer have a house. I imagine they would be thrilled to clean their house that burned down to the ground last week.

What a sobering thought.

Now, this was the ultimate spooky, the sunlight was orange all day long!  For at least 3 days in a row, the sun was an orange ball and its orange rays came through the windows.

More fires were contained last week and the sun is its normal color again, and the air is clean enough to breathe.  The temperatures were in the 80s and still are so far this week.  Another “Hot Spell” is expected, as always, the first week of September.

If you know any Rain Dances – please begin  🙂

♥  TTFN  ♥


Monday, Monday

Here I am, retired & graduated, and still not liking Mondays.
What the heck!?!

I just assumed Monday’s were yucky because the work and school weeks were starting up.  They aren’t, for me anyway, so what gives?

I was never ready for Monday.  I knew it was coming up, right after Sunday. Still, the alarm goes off and I am not in any kind of state of mind to begin a new week.

Today is no exception.  Although our carpets are being cleaned as we speak – this throws off the logistics and organization of the household. The temperature is over 100 degrees. This is great for drying carpet and not so great for the canine and her humans.  Our solar panels are pumping out so many watts that our meter is going backward.  Now THAT is pretty darn great – until the power company shuts off our power grid due to wind/lightning/fire danger or just for grins.  

Things are about to get interesting.

For a Monday.