Look who is four years old! She's waited most impatiently for four. It was a magic number for her. The day of her party finally arrived with sunshine, blue skies and great expectations.
Happy Birthday, Adelaide!
Monday, September 23, 2013
Sometimes when I read blogs I can forget I am reading about real people instead of just the beautiful quilts or the luscious looking recipe on the page. We ( I ) scroll down looking through patterns and quilts and read a recipe and then either comment like everyone else does about how nice or yummy the post looked. The comments are not all that different or personal from each other and so we ( I ) can sometimes forget someone real posted the piece. Someone who fights traffic to go to work every day or struggles with a teenager or whose car broke down or is sick or .... whatever.
Sometimes we ( I ) forget there is a lot of background noise in each other's lives because what we put out on these blog posts is usually something cheerful so we ( I ) forget there are layers to our lives.
This is a personal posting. I thought about whether to do this, but I am doing it so you know I'm a real person with layers and issues. And so is she.....
Sunday, September 15, 2013
We went to one of Charlie's soccer games yesterday. It was one of those perfect fall days that just begged you to go out into it.
Ceci is such a happy little girl. She managed to get Grandpa to share a book with her. It wasn't a hard sell as far as Grandpa was concerned.
Friday, September 6, 2013
...of retirement, that is. I've kind of been saying to myself, "oh, yeah....that's right....!!"
One of my "ok, you have the time now" tasks is to get a handle on the projects I need to be working on, starting or finishing.
This one was my first priority. I wanted to get it finished and layered so I can take it to quilt retreat in October and spend the four days working on quilting it.
The clothesline was full of shirts this morning so I found a low branch and pinned it to that. Turned out nice, don't you think? It's been YEARS in the making. When you put a project down you do have to remember to pick it up again. If I liked it enough to begin it, then I must like it enough to finish it.