Showing posts with label black backing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label black backing. Show all posts

Sunday, August 18, 2024

Tears and Joy

                                                                                                                   Sad news is:  Freddy Moran died August 13, 2024 at the age of 94.  She was one of my very very favorites.


Good news is that my girl and I had a wonderful visit. She stayed 4 perfect days , She left this afternoon and is now home with her family again in Oregon.
We sewed together and watched the British Sewing Bee...She has some link to it that I could never find myself.
What have I been sewing?


I have finished making this backing for my Marcia Derse quilt.  The recipient asked for a black backing.


The chicken blocks are up on the design wall...Of course I cannot find the cream fabric with the chicken wire....Dear me, in my clutter, I  have looked everywhere....(chicken pattern is from Slice of Pi blog.)

Rather than stay at home and pout with my hip impingement, I am walking thru the pain as suggested by my physical therapist...
Nothing is working!!!

I am a failure at aging gracefully.....but I have not given up...
Not suffering in silence is more my speed.


Tuesday, July 23, 2024

A Day Named Tuesday

Happy 4th birthday to our Aoife in Oregon..
Enjoying the rainbow cake her mommy made her.

Dylan, age 14, showing off the muscles he has earned working construction with his stepfather.

A treat for Grandma...A tiny sewing machine with a clip on the top.  Perfect for holding checks for the cleaning lady or memos for myself.


Someone is sewing!!  Done last night are 3 string bags for gifts.. easy peasy and fun to make.
The recepient of my Marse Derse quilt has requested a black backing...
I cannot do boring;  gotta do fun.

Messed up here with a pinched nerve in my adductor muscle.  PT made me cry again as they manipulated the space to try to stretch out the muscles.  I have not been able to walk without pain all day.  Finally, two Tylenol, three glasses wine, a nap and deep breathing...I feel better...a bit.  A visit from my sister with tons of help, made it better too...TLC
My sister's 37 year old autistic daughter with ovarian cancer is in remission...Thank God!!

Thunder and lightening tonight was bright and loud.  I, however felt safe and cozy in my apartment with my flashlight and my fabric.

Life is indeed crazy.  With all the things in the world to go wrong....a pinched nerve has me down.
Tomorrow, for sure, a better day.