Up until recently I have enjoyed reading other quilting blogs, but lately it has been dull. I haven't been happy with all the blogs having similar quilts. I know it is like fashion and certain colors are in, but it all is blurring together. I feel that many quilters are buying the fabric lines and not putting together their own mix of fabrics. The lines are beautiful, but a bit sterile. Truly, what has put me over the edge with quilt sites is mug rugs. Quilting fights an uphill battle to get respect with "real artists" and the general population. People always perceive quilting to be crafty and grandmotherly. These people making mug rugs contribute to the impression. A mug rug is a fiddly, useless, dorky and somewhat humiliating use of scraps. Go ahead people and make small quilts, place mats, trading cards or just pass on/throw away the scraps, but don't make mug rugs.
I do have a small wonder why I don't feel this same aversion for coasters?
I have not quilted in a month. I have been too busy with kid stuff and reading, but the real reason is a dog barf. Hoover threw up in my sewing room. It was huge and disgusting in that little room. I have cleaned it up, but my room has felt contaminated. I will have to quilt myself a HAZMAT suit. I haven't recovered from his four room episode. Thankfully Hoover has recovered.
Monday, June 11, 2012
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Something Like This
Maddy showed me this hysterical video of why things never really get done entirely, my version goes something like this............
I walk into the kitchen to check my Scrabble games on FB. I stop to pick up the kid's shoes. I take Ned's to his room and start to make his bed. I find one sock and so turn to look for the other one. In the bottom drawer he hasn't closed is the missing pair of scissors. I walk down to the kitchen to put them away. I see a dog barf on the floor and set the scissors on the entry table. I go into the laundry room to get the carpet cleaner. I forgot I hadn't switched the laundry from the washer to the dryer. I take the dryer clothes to the back room and start to fold them. I hear my cell phone ring, but don't know where it is. On the way through the dining room I see a Lego creation and decide to put it away in Ian's room. On the way up there I see the dog barf, so set the Lego on the couch. I go into the kitchen to get paper towels. I forgot to do the dishes. I am putting them in the dishwasher, when the phone rings. It is the school I forgot to do a dismissal email. I sit on the couch to do it and realize all the pillows and cushions need to be fluffed to maybe remove the little boy feet smell. I get one fluffed and the cat jumps up to be pet. I then have to pet Hoover, because you can't forget his insistent nose all wet in your elbow. I walk into the bathroom to wash my hands and see one pair of underwear and a blue crayon on the floor. I head to the back room to put the crayon away, but see the dog water bowl is empty. I set the crayon and underwear on the table. This goes on all day. I pick the kids up at the bus and they ask what I did all day? Why didn't I make cookies? It is now time for bedtime and half a bed has been made, 1/3 the laundry folded, 1/2 the dishes washed, no dog barf actually cleaned up, a blue crayon and pair of underwear on the table, scissors missing, no dismissal done. Big sigh!!
I walk into the kitchen to check my Scrabble games on FB. I stop to pick up the kid's shoes. I take Ned's to his room and start to make his bed. I find one sock and so turn to look for the other one. In the bottom drawer he hasn't closed is the missing pair of scissors. I walk down to the kitchen to put them away. I see a dog barf on the floor and set the scissors on the entry table. I go into the laundry room to get the carpet cleaner. I forgot I hadn't switched the laundry from the washer to the dryer. I take the dryer clothes to the back room and start to fold them. I hear my cell phone ring, but don't know where it is. On the way through the dining room I see a Lego creation and decide to put it away in Ian's room. On the way up there I see the dog barf, so set the Lego on the couch. I go into the kitchen to get paper towels. I forgot to do the dishes. I am putting them in the dishwasher, when the phone rings. It is the school I forgot to do a dismissal email. I sit on the couch to do it and realize all the pillows and cushions need to be fluffed to maybe remove the little boy feet smell. I get one fluffed and the cat jumps up to be pet. I then have to pet Hoover, because you can't forget his insistent nose all wet in your elbow. I walk into the bathroom to wash my hands and see one pair of underwear and a blue crayon on the floor. I head to the back room to put the crayon away, but see the dog water bowl is empty. I set the crayon and underwear on the table. This goes on all day. I pick the kids up at the bus and they ask what I did all day? Why didn't I make cookies? It is now time for bedtime and half a bed has been made, 1/3 the laundry folded, 1/2 the dishes washed, no dog barf actually cleaned up, a blue crayon and pair of underwear on the table, scissors missing, no dismissal done. Big sigh!!
Monday, May 28, 2012
Fourth-of-all
4. The pool is open and almost not green.
3. My friend, Amanda, and I picked strawberries yesterday. It gives me a greater appreciation for migrate workers. My legs and ankles are sore from bending over or squatting. I couldn't figure out which was easier. The strawberries are delicious and worth the effort.
2. I had a nice dinner with friends last night. It was great to catch up.
1. The Peeps diorama is ready to be handed in. Ian worked meticulously and steadily on it and now we have to get it to school unscathed. I keep having to yell at the kids to not eat "just one" Peep. Ian needs to have two Mexican wrestlers and spectators. The most irritating part of this project is Ian will turn it in tomorrow and carry it back home on Friday.
Ned is to credited with saying fourth-of-all!
3. My friend, Amanda, and I picked strawberries yesterday. It gives me a greater appreciation for migrate workers. My legs and ankles are sore from bending over or squatting. I couldn't figure out which was easier. The strawberries are delicious and worth the effort.
2. I had a nice dinner with friends last night. It was great to catch up.
1. The Peeps diorama is ready to be handed in. Ian worked meticulously and steadily on it and now we have to get it to school unscathed. I keep having to yell at the kids to not eat "just one" Peep. Ian needs to have two Mexican wrestlers and spectators. The most irritating part of this project is Ian will turn it in tomorrow and carry it back home on Friday.
Ned is to credited with saying fourth-of-all!
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Monday, May 14, 2012
Looking For Alaska in Alabama
I read Looking for Alaska as my Alabama read, but realized I have already read an Alabama book. Who would have thunk I would have two Alabama books. I went into this book thinking it would be a comedy of teen angst, it has the angst but not the comedy. I admit to it having humor though! This was a weighty book on many issues, no sugarcoating or romancing the lives of teenagers. The book was witty and well-written and I could see the irreverence appealing to teenagers. I have been repulsed for days thinking about drinking vodka and milk. I liked reading about the kids, but was also impressed by the adults in the book. So many shows on tv today make the grown-ups out to be bumbling idiots. This book leads you that way, but moves through the book giving them strength and layers.
My next book is "Blindness" by Jose Saramago.
My next book is "Blindness" by Jose Saramago.
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