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I read Joanne's mention about chairs with different legs on the front than on the back.
I actually had to look at my chair to make sure this was true, although this chair has lived with me for many years. I don't always see what's right in front of me, call that scoring intuitive on the Myers-Briggs.
This chair belonged to my father-in-law and he enjoyed it. My mother-in-law, not so much. When the upholstery would wear out, she would be dreaming of a new chair but he would take it to be recovered. Family story.
For me, I enjoy this chair. It's big and roomy, and I like the floral upholstery I chose years ago, even though that's not currently in style. A new sofa may be in my future, but the chair stays.
Happy Memorial Day, everyone. I hope you have good weather and a safe and happy day.
I decided to cook today for my daughter's family since she didn't get home from Nora's softball tournament until after midnight Saturday night, then there was another game on Sunday. I'm not sure yet what I'll be cooking (or maybe picking up.)
I went for one game on Saturday, sat under a shady tree and could still see most of the action. Then I went to Aaron's game in a different location. His game had already started and there were no parking spaces. I was offered overflow parking with a shuttle but I decided to leave. About ten minutes later I saw lightning and soon the rain started. The game was called, and I was glad I made the choice I did.
Who knew? I had an Amazon order coming today and decided to check the tracking. Up popped a map of my neighborhood with a red dot where my house is and a green dot where the delivery van was. Five stops away. Just so happened that I looked at just the right time. I didn't know this was a thing.
High of 91 degrees today. Summer is here.
Just look at all these penguins.
Joanne sent this quilt top from Maine for our baby quilt group. And no one can look at this baby quilt without smiling.
Yesterday morning early I worked in my front yard beds, which is actually most of my small front yard. There is so much weeding to do, but just a little made a big difference. And the lawn mowing guys came yesterday. Yes, I decided this year to have someone mow my grass. And it's actually a relief.
No plans for the weekend, other than some grand kid ball games. Maybe I'll do a bit of cooking, which hasn't happened much lately. For the church potluck last week I stopped at the bakery and got a pie and a container of cookies. Not my usual. But, the kids loved those little cookies, so I may do that again.
I'm finding that my taste is changing. Things that I used to enjoy don't interest me now. Does that happen to everyone? What I'm really loving now is mac and cheese with a thin white sauce.
There was one thing for me to vote for, so I voted for that one thing. In and out in maybe three minutes, including chit chat and choosing a new voting sticker instead of the older flag sticker.
The red dot background is my favorite sheets. Thanks, Sarah and Winnie.
This morning I started weeding my front yard beds, but before long it started to rain. This year I have given up and have a new little footstool with green dots (see the dot theme?) that I can sit on instead of kneeling on the ground.
The ground is soaked, just soaked, and the weeds come out so easily, even the wild onions. Perhaps this evening I can go back out.
Here is the Pentecost banner with the children's flames added. I didn't anticipate that most of the children would request red flames, but some graciously agreed to yellow.
At my church, we don't have formal membership but people sign a covenant on Pentecost if they want to belong for the coming year. The signing goes on for a couple more Sundays. And so, I'm anticipating that this banner will hang for a couple more weeks.
Tomorrow is Pentecost, so I've just finished working on a "flame" church banner. It will be interactive, with children adding flames, the ones you see in piles at the bottom with bits of velcro so they will stick well. At the top, though, no one can reach, so I fused flames there. Those flames also add a bit of shape. Fingers crossed that there will be lots of children adding their flames. By lots, I mean at least ten or twelve.
I got up at 7:00 this morning to finish the banner and to watch the royal wedding. What I really wanted to see was the dress, but I found that I enjoyed the ceremony, with the black bishop's sermon and his MLK references. When the bride walked herself down the aisle it made a stunning statement. And "This Little Light of Mine," amazing.
I hope our president can refrain from tweeting about the size of the crowd waiting on the streets.
Work sample is Anita Goodesign Floral Monogram. The "M" could stand for Mom, but in this case it doesn't. Hope all mothers had a nice Mother's Day.
I enjoyed all the Mother's Day posts on facebook. Pictures of older mothers when they were young. Pictures of mothers and babies. So many pictures.
There is rejoicing in Reds country because the Reds have won six games in a row. Since their record is 14 - 27, you can understand the reason for rejoicing. Who would have thought?
The grands have informed me that they have 13 more days of school. They are both ready for summer, for sleeping in and no homework. Lots of swimming is planned this summer.
Last night I talked with the mother of the bride whose dresses I worked on and she said that the wedding was perfect. My heart is happy.
And it rained. All day. Aaron's baseball game was rained out. Nora's softball team played in the rain. And the track at the Kentucky Derby is muddy. That's an actual track condition, muddy.
The bride dress I have been working on has gone out the door, but not yet out of my head. Last night when I went to sleep I was dreaming about still adjusting the length.
And today, I feel anxious. Not going to the doctor anxious. Not too-much-to-do anxious. Not political news anxious. Just, anxious . . .
If I could just get going, just do a few things, I might feel better. But, for today, I feel stuck. I'll just relax and watch those horses on that muddy track. Admire those roses. Hear the back stories.
I'm a cotton kind of person. I like the crispness, the ability to press a sharp crease, the precision that can come with cotton.
For the past weeks, though, I've been working a lot with satin and tulle. Hemming. Altering. This is a one-time thing for me, this appreciation of different fabrics. One particular wedding. If you were to ask me to do another another, I'd nicely say "no."
I'm eager to get back to cotton, along with some smaller sewing jobs. I'm eager to get back to planning those baby quilts in my head and watching them come into being.
It's been fun to do a pretty rolled hem on a soft satin, to watch a dress that totally didn't fit to now zip up just right. To admire all those layers of tulle. To appreciate Gutterman's specialty serger thread that's a dream on fussy fabrics. But how wonderful to go to the fabric store and choose 1 1/2 yards of a well-behaved cotton for a backing and binding. That's what makes me smile.
