Wednesday, December 12, 2018

The Notable and the not so Notable

For relaxation, I cut some lavender blocks and started with 
my 1.5 inch strings...just sewing along..
It is a bit blah, but with a blue or red binding, it should be ok
I want to give it the fire folks?  to the hurricane folks?
to local folks?  I do not know...I do not feel like quilting it....

The children have had this tree for the five years they have been living with me.
They love it as a memory...It;s physical beauty is way gone..
Thanks to Boo and Stitch.

The O'Quilts family survived the winter storm.
No pretty snow, just ice and the loss of power.
Thank you Barnes and Nobles for being open.
Met some new friends there from all over Charlotte in the same situation..
We are back on a roll now with Carolina blue skies.

My girl making Christmas catnip for her cat loving friends.

My son was with  me during the storm.  When I came home from the bookstore,
he had LED lights all around the house....No power needed with LED cheer.
It was delightful
My son happy.
Marie showing her Kaffe fabric quilt.

I hate to go to bed.  Last night I stayed up to 2:30 finishing a book
I am in physical pain with my decayed joints
This is a tough Christmas without my man.
But, I am happy...I am getting stronger.
My friends all have their spouses...
I am not jealous any more..
With my son home I feel like I have family again.
My girl comes home in 5 days for my birthday.
For the first time in 15 years, I will have both children
under the same roof for Christmas
A miracle.

Never forget:
Living with ALS, the cost of staying alive

Always remember:
A Better Man
Eeyore..HIgher Perspective

Saturday, December 8, 2018

A Night-time Post

It is already past midnight.
Just thought I would share how much I love this fabric.
The children are gone to their mother's house for the weekend.
My son had gone out to a meeting.
I was starting to feel the pangs of missing my dear man,
especially when a storm is brewing for the Carolinas.
Tried to cheer myself with Hallmark Christmas movies and sewing.
Then,  I received a text from my son.
Mom...I am in the front yard salting your sidewalks so you do not fall.
My  heart....oh, my heart.

As I work on the daunting task of sewing room organization, I found
five blocks from an old quilt top from a friend of my  Aunt Billie's in
Glendale, Arizona.  She had asked me to finish it for her...I was only 23 at the time.
I have made several lovelies from the blocks and have these five left. 
Not knowing the outcome, tonight I have ironed 
them all onto Steam-a-Seam light, cutting
around the edges.
Stay tuned for my improv adventure.
 Always the student...I bet u did not know that I am a disciple
of Wanda...for Christmas Cacti..
My cacti below are 5 years old.  They live beneath
a porch bench all spring , summer and fall..and in the
winter, they come inside for a feeding and a display in my
kitchen window.

 All Lynsey wanted this  year from Santa was Elf on the Shelf..
Guess...Santa listened....good thing her daddy lives here now.
I was really amazed as Lynsey is almost 10
Here is the upfront and crazy picture of "Lucky"
Below the glimpse from the room.
Lucky cannot be touched and the spirits move him nightly.
Poor old Grandma....😇😇
Just kidding...I love my grands so much.

A little reading now and all the dogs and cats and Grandma will
soon be asleep.
Snow coming early Sunday morning. is still only Friday night.
and you know how they are.......
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Thursday, December 6, 2018

Celebrating with Friends

My grand dog, Rosie....enjoying the Oregon coast.

Charlotte Modern Quilt Guild Holiday Party
We played the 3 of your favorite things game.
I brought three bag holders.

Thanks to my graham cracker friend...
I got this awesome pen.

From Nancy's basket bazaar came the basket.
I filled it with the hand warmer "Thank yous",
 for our teachers at the elementary school.
Shown just a few here..but I piled them high.
Tissues to say "thank you" to the folks at Camp MIndy at the J.
All turned in in time for Hanukkah !!!!
Show and tell Margaret showed the wine sleeve made
out of a fun.

Tuesday..a marvelous trip to IKEA.
There were 10 of us...from our Wednesday night quilting group.
And...a surprise visit from Kathylynn....wahooooo.
So glad I went with sweet Sherry...the best driver ever.
I put my joint pain in my pocket and marched on.

Now the huge excitement in our family....Ancestry results for my son, Eamon.
61% French, Portuguese, Italian and Spanish
5% African
4% American Indian
26% Irish and Scottish ...he is more Irish than I am!!!

The Southern European migration is through Puerto Rico,
Venezuela and Cuba.
These results..just shake it all up.

I LOVE Anne Lamott
"What if you wake up someday and you're 65...and you were just so strung out
on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life?"

Sunday, December 2, 2018

The Season of Giving

 The long anticipated gingerbread bath bomb creating...
Fun..then they started fighting  OMG
Not exactly the memories I had in mind.!!!!
Granddaddy's handicapped bathroom was made with the  help of a huge fundraiser by his friends
at the Irish society...He was a leader there in music, spirituality , reading and good crac.
Now that he is gone...I am trying to cheer up the bathroom..Here is the latest holiday effort.

Ancestry results are in for me.
I am 40% Swedish instead of the 50% I had thought.
and...18% one in my family ever
mentioned Norway to me before...hmmm

And in Evan's DNA there is no trace of Cuba..Really?
His migration is through Puerto Rico???
and he is 80% British ...who would have known.

Eagerly awaiting Eamon's..results...cuz as you know, when a child is adopted
there is often a big question mark...We never want to live a lie...when there is DNA expertise out there..

Dylan's jar openers.
 Lynsey and Evan have made two potholder tops each.
Evan said that next year he will be in high school and is NOT
making any teacher a potholder for Christmas...but, he said that last year...
Meantime Lynsey wants to make a potholder for everyone.
The children have been sewing these teacher presents.
Grandma, however, seems to have a sewing blockage.
My energy is probably spent with the children....I seem to have little of it.

I have finished the last of 13 Maisie Dobbs mysteries.
What strikes me is the similarity of problems in the 1930's as we have now...
Soldiers who have fought for their country and been wounded are neglected and overlooked.
The rich live in comfort as the poor suffer...
The horror of war.

My cane and I wobble into the library with my book list
The librarian goes to find the books for me.
Sometimes they even carry the books to my car.
Everyone is so good to me.
No one wants to always feel beholding..
I like to feel good about helping people too.
No one wants to feel humble by receiving and revealing..
Everyone wants to be the giver.
But, then....
"Humility like the darkness, reveals the heavenly lights."

Saturday, December 1, 2018

Ramblings at the end of November

Merry Christmas Uncle Kieran..Sr.
You came 20 years ago to visit, planting this tree to remember you by.
It was only 2 feet tall then.
You would be thrilled to see how beautiful it is now...thinking of you..

Into Granddaddy's handicapped bathroom went our second
Christmas tree...It is beautiful ...white on white LED.

Cheer from Eithne.
She embroidered them for me in green and red.
Helping me to get a grip and be accepting of myself.

 Felted wool trivet gifted to Sherry on her birthday.

 Sandra in Alabama sent Lynsey her pencil collection,
memories of her travels..
So generous.
Our girl is mesmerized...

The boys are running around...way too fast for the camera.

For some reason, this season is very difficult with grief.
I am doing the best I can.
My grief is way too intense for most.
Grateful that I have my two children for support.

I love this post.
In Our Own Words...from Leland Studios.

Wednesday, November 28, 2018

Grandma O'Quilts Gets out of her Box

Here we go again...Boo comes downstairs to check out the tree.
He just loves the season!

Something new for Sherry's birthday

The Peekaboo Pouch
 It is hard to see here...vinyl is hard to photograph.
This pouch has a zippered bottom pouch and a zipper free top pouch

 For the first time ever I put in plastic snaps.
Online I ordered the below set...easy and fun.
plastic snap set
Kids in front of the tree at their mother's house.
See baby Ava...8 months old, doing so well..

The saying I need to live by
Trying hard.

My son cooked the entire Thanksgiving dinner.
I am so proud.
He is fragile as he emerges from his ghosts..
He is brave and strong and true.

My girl plays her tin whistle at least 3 times a week at Irish pubs in Portland..
She just loves music......
To the joyful heart of her mother..she is now setting up her own sewing room,
and...has set up a sit and sew in heart...

Need a bit of motivation here. making something new and creative...using my best fabric.
Like Mr. O'Quilts used to say..
"Hello Goodwill store....She died...come get her best fabric
She just could not bear to use it."
Sherry's birthday present,  the Peekaboo Pouch was a start.

Tomorrow it will be 24 degrees in Charlotte...brrr

Wednesday, November 21, 2018

And So the Season Begins

My son is cooking...sweet potatoes mashed and ready
stuffing made and ready...He went off to Aldi
for missing onions and ice cream.
No onions and no potatoes left at Aldi!!
None at all..
From scrap oilcloth pieces comes a new recorder case for Lynsey
She supervised as the machine zigzagged the scraps together.
It has a small handle and Velcro inside.
Lynsey's lesson...we do not buy what we can make ourselves!!
Thank you Linda for the adorable scraps below!!
 Feeling energetic on my newly found Prozac, I headed off to JoAnn's
Black Friday sale.
I mean Black Wednesday sale.
No crowds and flannel for $2.06 a yard.
There were hundreds of bolts, but I was prudent..
Pillowcases for gifts..maybe even jammie bottoms for Lynsey and her doll to match.

.I had a car accident/incident yesterday.
They blamed me as I was changing lanes.
I say that the kid was changing lanes too and
drove up beside me fast on the right..(no one hurt)
His mirror...BMW went missing.
I say he is 17 and inexperienced.
He says I am 70 and an old lady
Jeeze Louize

I hope it was not me.
I hope I am not losing my mind..
I took two days worth of meds in one day last week and
totally wigged out.
I took the children for their flu shots
and left the keys in the car and the car running.
I used to be perfect, but no one remembers that at all..
But me!!
Guess there might be a tiny bit of stress around here.

That being said...The day was lovely ...leaves of all colors.
with Carolina blue skies..
Gratitude abounds.
Mr O'Quilts for sure is taking care of our Eamon.
There is warmth in my soul.

A peaceful and Happy Thanksgiving to all of you, my friends.

Humble Quilts

Saturday, November 17, 2018

This Day of Mine.

Looking over my day at the Guild sit and sew..
I finished 5 potholders...Now I have 26 ready for the holidays.
 Worked on a few Delectable Mountain blocks.
Dropped everything, thread, instructions...etc, spilled my diet coke, cried, ironed a
sore onto the table that was not mine and had to have everyone help me
like I was an old woman in pain...But laughed in the comfort of friends.

Whatever...Last year, as you know, I asked Santa to make me a bit younger
and a bit less achy, but oh,, no he could not be bothered.
I will try again this year.
I am so very grateful for Linda and Kathy and all their help today. ...

Meantime, my messy  sewing room has attracted Lynsey and her
school project.  The assignment is to design her teacher's new condo.
The students are to furnish  it and give the measurements.
It is a math and creativity project.
My grandgirl is having a great time, cutting and pasting and creating.
She even brought down her cool pillow for creating comfort.
 Into the small sewing room, came Zoe and her bed..

Thanksgiving is about love and family.
I am letting the children go with their mother to her large family gathering.
It is good for the children.

Here at home, there will be a small gathering.
My sister and my son.
My son wants to learn the cooking. He will be great at it.
The empty hole is Mr. O'Quilts...
He always cooked the dinner.
It will be different.
It brings a tear or two to my eye.
Change is hard, Love is everything.

Christmas will be here soon...
My daughter and son will be home.
The children will be with us then..

Check out both links below for  a happy happy night.

Friday, November 16, 2018

Nothing but Happy

Rosie enjoying the purple sofa and the back drop of my
100 year old strippy quilt from Oklahoma...
Rosie enjoying her life in Portland with my daughter and SIL

Here:  Cat love..
The greatest of presents from the loveliest of friends.
A kitty cat xoxo
Our now very political Queen Bee...too much fun
I am Woman, Hear me Roar...
We b sewing and fighting for woman everywhere....good for us!!
Karen's quilt

Karen did free motion in the corners...
Karen in the green.

I have to wear compression stockings for my edema I found these
cool and awesome nurses stockings online...
Evidently they are not the kind I am supposed to wear.
Evidently I am not a nurse.
I was trying to beat the system!
Just lovin' Azteca today with my fellow travelers...Two B's and me.
My daughter at Anna Maria Horner lecture at Portland MQG
Her jealous ma...getting just a picture, that's all....

Thursday, our Friends in Stitches group met
We are ending our meetings for awhile
Let's see what the new year brings.
We made 7 quilts for Hospice.!!!
Great idea we just might be on to pillowcases!!

After lunch today, I wandered into World Market.
The turkey crackers were 50% we will do turkey at Christmas this year.
So clever...Grandma O' thrifty!!!++
 Last year the chocolate advents calendars were all gone.
This year Grandma is on it....$1. 45  Wahoo.
 I could not resist this plate...thinking of Swedish grandma.

All happy stuff...We are humming along.
Tomorrow the Guild Sit and Sew...Hopefully
I will get a quilt finished for the holidays.

Just FYI
We are all so much better with Daddy back living with us.