Here are the pillowcases so far...or the therapy cases...Voila..the kitties...actually, it is Hello Kitty's boyfriend..Did you know that....no question mark...or maybe no question!
"Frozen" for Lynsey and I am going to put it on her pillow tonight.
Owls...who couldn't like this..
and doggies..
Last night I was beside myself with my stupidity at making the cat pillowcase wrong again.
Then I saw this advertisement. ( pillowcase tutorial )
Why in the world would the magazine print a wrong pillowcase...no question mark...So then I said, "chill, Diane"...just chill...over the right and wrong way of pillowcases...I mean, really.....Do you not have other priorities....
.( Does anyone has a question mark key for my Compaq keyboard)
I am nuts! When I read this just now, Barbara Brackman's post...
Then I saw this advertisement. ( pillowcase tutorial )
Why in the world would the magazine print a wrong pillowcase...no question mark...So then I said, "chill, Diane"...just chill...over the right and wrong way of pillowcases...I mean, really.....Do you not have other priorities....
.( Does anyone has a question mark key for my Compaq keyboard)
my heart started beating and I got the itch to make more quilts. Then I got anxiety because I am old and I just may not make ...eg,..start..eg..finish as many quilts that I am desperate to make...
Then ...well...just then...What is a quilter to do....
My dear man is sleeping in the room right next to my sewing room. When I open the French doors, we are together...each of us on our own journey..but together..for now. There is some comfort in that!!
Tonight I cannot sew or think. Himself is now connected to his Trilogy breathing machine looking like he is in outer space. I think I can carry on...but not sure if I can keep calm and carry on...
His family has now gone back to Ireland, promising to come again.
It is just so hard to grasp that I am only in charge of myself and my own journey. I hate being powerless.
Making pillow cases and giving them away. I am way past the blue or rose periods...gone right straight into the pillowcase period.
xxoo
Tonight I cannot sew or think. Himself is now connected to his Trilogy breathing machine looking like he is in outer space. I think I can carry on...but not sure if I can keep calm and carry on...
His family has now gone back to Ireland, promising to come again.
It is just so hard to grasp that I am only in charge of myself and my own journey. I hate being powerless.
Making pillow cases and giving them away. I am way past the blue or rose periods...gone right straight into the pillowcase period.
xxoo
