Next up...happy is...My son reading John Henry to Lynsey...a bit of folklore as part of
Black History month. A favorite here, because my father's name was John Henry Washington Newton Burt. He joined the Air Force at 17 from Alabama... staying on forever more.
I missed the worst part. Both of the children's schools lost power, tornado warnings...heavy rain...trees down.and old Grandma O'Quilt snores away, oblivious!!!
Once the family was all home safe and sound, I found myself in a funk/??? Really??
No reason why..but somehow, I felt I needed to start on a political quilt.
Choosing the fabrics.
Pulling fabric here to start when I thought...maybe the Accu-Quilt cutter would help me.
I could not find the dies, I had just re-located them for efficiency...Grrrrr
My son found them in a new basket under a mess.
Next, I fussed with another row of fabric for my chair cover project.
my dear Aunt Billie in Arizona. Everyone way gone, the blocks a reminder of fun times.
Somehow, I had a-fixed them...with Wonder-Under...Maybe I should figure this project out now???
That has been lost for a few weeks...
And so went tonight until everyone in this household remembered how lucky they
were that my sewing room has two doors on it.
Two doors that shut.
I tried to breathe...and asked self what calms me???
Maybe I should make a rope bowl.
God help me...I am going to just finish the book.
Just so you know that I know, I have been given gifts I am grateful for.
Now...God, if I come back on earth...I would really really appreciate some organizational skills.
And maybe to be able to sing on key. xoxo
She inhaled a pin while sewing....OMG
Tomorrow morning I have a 504 meeting at the high school.
Next week, a 504 meeting at the elementary school.