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This is mine for the next week. Made out of plastic tablecloths which are much cheaper than fabric.
My audience...
along with eight squirmy little two and three year olds.
Public service announcement*** Due to exhaustion that sets in after VBS is over for the day, posting will be at a minimum this week!
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A rare moment to put my feet up. About the only thing I've sewn for myself in the last several months has been the hem on my jeans. I'm short and jean length is always something of a challenge.
There hasn't been enough me time around here. You know, I would like to make things for myself once and a while. Like this Heather Ross sundress (been wanting to try the elastic thread and this one's claim to be flattering on every body shape is a lure for sure), this market bag, one of these library totes. Am I sounding selfish?
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This is one of those weeks when every waking minute is crammed with things to do. So far I've managed to do laundry, meet my new nephew, get groceries, watch my nieces overnight, do art and get ice cream with said nieces, shop for the rest of my VBS supplies, take Noah to piano lessons and the library, start sewing Micah's gift for the baby shower, type up all the VBS posters/parent letters/verses, make A LOT of lists, start shopping for the things Landon will need for camp, plan my VBS workdays, clean the kitchen, and watch Emma while cutting out a million stars. Whew, it's been a whirlwind of activity. I feel like I've come so far, but still have so far to go.
The rest of my week is more of the same. I'll just keep plodding along until my lists are all marked through. On my list for Sunday - planned unconsciousness so that I can get rested up for an even busier week next week. Planned unconsciousness is what my parents call taking a nap. Sounds sophisticated, doesn't it?
****Just found out my sister is having a BOY! Two nephews in one year! My boys are overjoyed!!!!
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This is the sweet little hand of my new nephew, Micah, who was born Saturday night. Mom and baby are doing great, and Dad is mighty proud - not to mention his three sisters who pointed out all his little features to me the moment I stepped into the hospital room. Uncle Joel thinks he's just about the most perfect baby. Cousins Landon and Noah are overjoyed to FINALLY have a boy cousin. And Aunt Heather? Well, I think he's a pretty wonderful little bundle of boy! Welcome to the world, little guy!
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Looking through our old family albums, I found this picture of Dad, Tracy, and I dressed up in our "Little House on the Prairie" costumes. I think this was for an old fashioned Sunday at church. It is one of the few pictures of us with Dad when we were little. I don't really remember this event, but there are some things in this picture that I do remember.
I remember my dad's flannel shirt; it seemed that he was always in one of those shirts on his days off. He is still a flannel shirt kind of guy - specially when it's cool outside. I also remember his boots, which you can't see in the picture. We lived on a half acre, and these were his work boots. I remember seeing them by the door with mud and dirt caked on. They were truly "Pa Ingalls" boots. I also remember that couch. Many a time I would curl up on the couch with him while he watched Star Trek or a boxing match.
These are not breathtaking memories, just the everyday sort that may seem ho-hum to others. But they remind me of my dad and give me a warm fuzzy feeling. Since he's out of town this Father's Day, I just wanted him to know that I was thinking about him. Happy Father's Day, Dad! There's a Spring Creek gift card waiting for you when you get home so that you can get your smoked meat poundage!
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VBS is taking over my life at the moment, but for a few brief hours I took back control. Meg came over for lunch today! It wasn't the yummy chicken salad I had planned because I after my VBS workday yesterday, I just couldn't gather up the effort to defrost some chicken for Joel to grill or go to the store for mayo. So instead we had a fruit salad and grilled cheese, and that was just fine. And she brought a lemon version of the most tasty cookies ever! Joel said they are the best cookies he's ever eaten!
I so admire Megan and these are some reasons why...
1. She has got Personality with a capital P!
2. So crafty!
3. Always knows just the right thing to say when I am most needing to hear it.
4. Ready and willing to help.
5. Very generous.
6. Funny! Aaahhhggg! We can make it!
7. She's a good mom.
8. Full of wisdom.
9. Great cook - oh those cookies!
10. The best of friends.
Even with my lack luster lunch, she made me feel like I made the best grilled cheese in the whole world! She's just that kind of friend. Thanks for a good afternoon, Meg!
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We arrived at piano lessons 15 minutes early yesterday, and I saw that the new quilt store right across the way was finally open. Turns out they have been opened since May - where have I been? I popped in to see what it was like. OH MY GOODNESS!!!! Can you say "answer to prayer"?! The first thing I saw when I entered was Amy Butler. Then Wonderland, Monaco, Heather Bailey, Denise Schmidt... the list goes on. Meg and I had been commiserating over not having a local quilt shop with a good supply of modern designs. Those days are now over! I am about to become Quiltworks best customer! After I use up my new supply that came in the mail yesterday - of course!
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And for my gift, improv burp cloths using leftover's from the bag plus a few extras I had on hand. I learned from experience, that this time around I wanted to use bigger chunks and strips. It goes a little faster.
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The baby does have a gender, it's just not known to anyone but God at the moment. Therefore gifts have to be for either/or. Cindy, baby's grandma (such a fun grandma she'll be too!), asked me to make a diaper bag and notebook for the baby shower. She gave me some of the Ikea fabric that was being used for curtains, and I pulled colors from that.
I used the Melly & Me Meadow pattern for the bag.
Craft Apple's Mini Patchfolio for the notebook.
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We've gone blueberry picking for years, but this was the first time the WHOLE family has gone. Not just our family, but Mom, Dad, Juan, Tracy, and Magdis too. This was Dad, Joel, Juan, and Magdis first time. Also a first - picking in the evening. Usually we go first thing in the morning, but even then, it's just so hot. We all decided that evening picking is for sure the best time, plus we got an added benefit of seeing a beautiful pink sunset.
You could hear us yelling for each other throughout the farm.
Dad: "I found one!" He started in a picked over spot.
Magdis: "OPA!!!!!!" That's what she calls my dad, and he was the hardest to keep track of.
Landon: "FORE!" As he launched a handful of green berries over the bushes at Juan.
Magdis: "I gotta go potty!" All that nature was just too much. Happens every time!
Tracy: "Magdis, don't go too far!"
Me: "Noah, stay in sight of one of us!"
Juan: "All this time I haven't seen you, only heard your voice." We were in a really overgrown thick spot. Even though we were only about an arm's length away, you couldn't see through. Good for us though because it didn't look like any one had wanted to trek through that part. There were LOTS of berries.
Magdis: "I'm exhausted of this!" Toward the end and while she was trying to shove through low branches.
I didn't hear anything from Joel. As usual, he got right down to business and focused on his berries. He picked the most out of all of us, which is not surprising. Mom and Noah found their own little spot as well, so we didn't hear much from them.
When it got so dark we couldn't tell whether we were picking blue or green berries, we quit. Juan and Tracy picked 6 lbs., Mom and Dad picked 5 lbs., and we picked 9 lbs. of blueberries all in about 1 1/2 hours. At $1.50 a pound, you just can't get much better than that!
The oven just beeped. Time to go take out the blueberry muffins!
***If you're local (Houston area) next week is supposed to be a really good week! Check out Moorhead Bluberry Farm for more info.
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