Hello, Happy Sunday and Welcome to the Farm! I hope that your week was eventful and that you were able to reign in some of the sunshine that was supposed to be making its debut in some areas. I'm pretty sure I actually saw it once, but I could be mistaken. What I'm seeing here is snow and fat robins. Do those two even go together? And does that even make any sense? I didn't think so either!
This weekend, I have been working on rearranging my sewing room. Kind of. It all started out with me trying to get my hubby's man-cave started, but ended with him saying "let's just use this one for storage right now so that we can get your sewing room organized." WHAAATTTTT?? WHO turns down their very own man-cave? And for a sewing room? BWAH HAHAHAHAHA! I'm pretty sure I must have misunderheard him. That had to have been what happened. But no, he was serious. Me thinks he's been in the pig barn too long or got hay up his nose or something. Not really sure what's going on there, but after several attempts at letting him know that I REALLY wanted to get started on his man-cave with my bazillions of cool ideas, he talked me into working on my sewing room. Hmmmmm. I hope he knows this is NOT scoring any bigger or more expensive Christmas presents, nor is it going to provide him with that long-sought-after flat screen tv. Too bad.
So...we went to work tearing down the bed in the would-be man-cave room in order to put more stuff in there. Interesting concept. I longingly looked at the window that was going to have the coolest ever curtain rod and curtains, only to see a bunch of stuff accumulating there. Sigh...this wasn't working out at all the way I had planned. BUT, the closet in my sewing room was being slowly emptied of the miscellany that was being held hostage in it. Amazing the things I found. I wondered where the Uno cards went! As we emptied the closet out, I laughed at that old Compaq computer that is waaaayyyyy out-dated and has been sitting up on that shelf awaiting...what? Some revolution for old computers? Uh, nooooo. And I had forgotten how heavy it was. Holy motherboard, Batman! The thing weighed a ton!
Hubby helped me get the heavy stuff out and then I went to work rearranging my sewing room. Well, I started to rearrange my sewing room. Do you have ANY idea how much work that is? It's definitely not a quick job. I boxed up my cross stitch and crochet things and put them on the closet shelf (no more clean and empty shelf) so that I could get to them any time I wanted. I rarely do them, so they really don't need to be out in the middle of everything. Then I moved the smaller bookshelf into the closet so that it could hold my serger and two other sewing machines in privacy. I also put my quilt tops, blocks and repair projects on that bookshelf. When I open the closet door, there everything is, all neat and tidy in its own little designated place. And I can see my boys' quilts that need to be worked on so they can have them back. HAHAHAHAHA Really? Did I say they'd get them back? Riiighhhhtttt.
As I was arranging, rearranging and organizing, I kept looking at Dale's quilt. It's folded up right with Adams, and it has a seam that needs to be resewn. This was my second quilt ever, and it was my first HAND QUILTED one. Oh yeah, I said hand quilted. Me? With the patience to hand quilt? Mhm. But hand quilt it I did. Amazingly, I really DID have the patience. For some reason, it soothed me. Except when Sarah and Dale were playing underneath the quilt frame where the quilt was sitting and decided it was really a fort. THAT was a little stressful. I could see all my hard work going down the drain. But alas, the kids didn't hurt it and it did get finished. Yay me! Now, this was YEARS ago (as in about 17) and it was looking pretty darn good then. I had used some of the leftover fabric from Adam's quilt for the blue squares, and the rest I bought.
We had just finished the boys' room with new wallboard and ceiling tile so I wanted to brighten up the room a little. I figured red, white and blue would be perfect. And it was! I had a lot of fun doing this quilt, and Dale has had it on his bed ever since (well, except when I took it home to repair it and haven't done it. It's getting reacquainted with Adam's at the moment...I'm sure they've missed each other). While I don't remember what the name of this pattern is, I know it has to do with some kind of star. hahaha I know, helpful. I really, really want to say Texas Star, but I don't think that's it. Anyhoo, it has a star in the name. And stars on the border fabric. And my son is a star, so how much more appropriate could it be?
Looking at this quilt today brought back to me the time I spent working on it. And while it's a little faded now, it's certainly been well loved. I just need to fix it and get it back to Dale! He's probably very lonely without it. Soon, Dale, soon. For now, your mom is walking down memory lane and seeing stars.