But until I return to the land of the Internets, I leave you with this, one of my all-time favorites:
Merry Christmas, all! I hope you get all your projects done in time!
Analogous
Triadic, with the orange softened a bit
...attended my class reunion with a bunch of other middle-aged folks
A small group of us on a tour of the old school...at what point exactly did we all morph into our parents?...had a birthday
...had lunch with Jacquie and gave her a walking tour of one of my favorite Chicago neighborhoods
...survived a major sandstorm at the beach (40-50mph for 24 hours, yikes!)
...discovered yet another quilt shop taking the back roads home to Chicago
Happy Birthday to me!...found some "Summer in the City" fabric in aforementioned quilt shop that will allow me to finish a three-year old (or is it four?) UFO
...have come to terms with the fact that Indian Summer may have just passed us by this year
...finally got my Jelly Pops top quilted and have started binding it, which could take a while, knowing me
But not necessarily in that order.
It's good to be back. I promise I won't leave you for so long ever again!
Anyone willing to try it out when I'm done?
Oh, and if anyone knows if this pattern already exists, would you please let me know? I definitely don't want to get involved in any copyright infringement! Thanks!
When I got home, I dove right into it. I know if I sit on something too long, I'll get paralyzed by indecision and it'll end up in a stash box.
Gotta swim with the momentum while it's flowing, the tide seems to ebb rather quickly around here.
So I made this:
I definitely needed to get something done. It always feels so good to actually complete a top, especially to one whose work usually ends up half-baked in a Ziploc bag! I'm still contemplating adding a border, which would seriously threaten its progress, and I'd really like to get it quilted this week to further add to my sense of accomplishment. Here's hoping!
And while I've been gone off and on for the past month, my little neighbor Ryan has been watering the flowers on my deck. He takes this responsibility very seriously, reminding his mother every morning that "Cake's flowers need water!" Over the years I've been "Aunt Take," "Auntie Tate," now "Cake." It could be worse.
Now, the weather took a surprisingly cool turn while I was gone last week, bringing a ton of rain (and a tornado, which I missed driving through by oh, six or seven minutes), and, I imagine, a bit of relief to my petunias, but that really doesn't explain how everything has virtually exploded.
Monkey Girl works on her first quilt project
She's off to spend time with more family before returning with Mom & Dad to Bermuda, so my house is once again at peace, and Archie can come out from under the bed. The question is, though: what do I do with all this pudding?