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What joy the gospel gives me. I can approach the throne of God with confidence, not because I've done a good job at my spiritual duties, but because I'm clothed in the righteousness of Jesus Christ. ~ C.J. Mahaney
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Quilting the Blues


~We interrupt the regularly scheduled blog post to bring you this baby update.~   



Baby Jeremiah made his grand appearance on Thursday morning, June 6, 2013.  He weighed 7 pounds and 0 ounces.  He is 20 1/2 inches long.  Lollee is completely taken with him.  What a sweetheart!


Jeremiah was six days early.  Everyone I know who has had a baby in the past month or so has come early by at least six days, most by at least two weeks.  That's at least seven people.  What is up with that?   

So here he is in all his adorableness.  Hannah's labor went fast, and she did great.  I am so blessed to have a daughter-in-love who wanted her mother-in-law in the delivery room with her along with her own mother and Brad.  I will cherish those hours together for the rest of my life.

Brad, Hannah, and Jeremiah are at home settling in nicely.  They even hosted a cook-out last evening to celebrate with the families. 

OK. The quilt.



Forty-eight ladies told me they wanted a shot at the Blues quilt.  I was a little surprised so many people liked my impromptu scrap-happy quilting diversion.  I smiled as I wrote each name on blue paper, thinking what each might feel if her name were drawn.  I admit that getting ready to draw a name is always nerve racking for me.  I would love for everyone to win.


I never can locate a hat; we settled for this tin box.  Worked in a pinch.



Valerie Potter--you win!

I was especially thrilled when Tom drew the name this time because this gal and I go way back. Valerie and I met a little more than 26 years ago in Knoxville.   At the time she was pregnant with a baby girl, their first.  A few months later, little Natalie was born still.  It was probably the saddest thing I'd ever experienced.  She and her husband handled Natalie's death with such grace and faith.  I learned a lot from them about trusting God during the darkest of days.

Later, God gave them two healthy boys, both grown-up young men now.

A few years ago, Valerie was involved in a terrible automobile accident.  She has undergone many surgeries, but still experiences terrible pain much of the time.

Valerie, it is my prayer that this quilt brings you happiness and comfort whenever you use it.  Message me your mailing address so I can get it right out to you!



Love,



P.S.  Bella says to tell you it's a great napping quilt.  

Family Room Fixer-Upper


 
Furniture shopping isn't very high on my list of favorite things to do.   Well-made pieces are crazy expensive and my tastes quickly surpass my budget every time I start looking.  But that's what we've been doing the past couple weeks.  

Our previous family room furniture was in great shape structurally; it was just in poor shape fabric-wise.  Ten years have taken their toll on the fabrics, leaving them frayed and worn in places.  Lots of places.  Hoping to save money,  I first looked into having all three pieces (sofa and two overstuffed chairs) reupholstered.  Wham!  Sticker shock!  The labor estimate alone for reupholstering a sofa was $700.  Add fabric and we were looking at over $1000 to have just our sofa reupholstered!  Insane.

Being the DYI-type that I am, I considered (briefly) making slip covers for all of it.  I don't know how to reupholster, but I can work a sewing machine.  However, the thought was really overwhelming when I pondered the sheer quantify of fabric I'd have to wrangle under the machine.  Not really doable on such a large scale.  The risk of wasting several hundred dollars on a botched slip cover wasn't working for me.  Nor did I relish the idea of such a huge project looming over me for weeks.

I know, I know.  They make slip covers you can buy.  Tried that last year.  I spotted some at Target, purchased those babies for $80 apiece, came home and promptly starting trying to make them fit on my furniture.  Have you ever tried to put socks on a rooster?  Me either.  But I bet they would fit better than those slip covers did.  Back they went to the store that very day.

So, short story long....


We went furniture shopping and found reasonably priced pieces--two sofas and one chair this time.  One of the sofas has a bump-up chaise lounge.  I've called it.  Permanently.  If you're nice, I might let you sit there.  I let Jonathan last night.  (It was his birthday.)

The red sofa is a double sleeper.  The younger children don't remember our sleeper sofa days.  So they have no memories of family movie nights with the couch bed pulled out.  They're just a mite excited at the prospect.  Lacy called the aqua chair.  She may be duking it out with Hannah for that one, when Hannah is here.  Age may possibly trump youthful determination there.  I'll let them work that out.

There was no way I was replacing the ottoman at $250+ when I could revamp it easily with a couple yards of fabric.  I found this remnant that ties all three new pieces together.

Ryan volunteered to handle that for me.  OK, he didn't exactly volunteer, but he didn't object.  Pretty much the same thing.  Thanks, Ryan!  You did a super job!

So the new room is pulled together.  Meanwhile, the old sofa is waiting for Ryan to take it to Columbia;  the old blue rocker is in my sewing room, and the incredibly comfortable old red chair now has a home in the corner of my bedroom. 

I am resolved: in the next ten years, I will learn to reupholster furniture.

You just watch me.



Love,


An Organized and Creative Workspace


As much as I hate to admit it, summer is winding down around here.  While there are still seven or so weeks of summer according to the calendar, our summer break will be done in just over three.  That is actually later than we usually start school. 

Thoughts of school naturally put me in the mood to get more organized.  I'm adding in a new student, after all.  Caleb has had his fun year-plus to adjust to life in our family and learn English.  It's time for him to get on with the business of learning to read and do math.  

For quite a few years we have used the dining room as a school room.  We worked at the dining table and hid our mess behind the closed doors of a huge armoire.  When we adopted Caleb, it became necessary to give Lacy the sewing room and move all my machines, fabrics, notions, etc. to another place.  We decided to convert the dining room exclusively to a sewing/school room because it just made practical sense to do so.  Do I love having my sewing room open to the pubic on the first floor?  No, not really.  But there will be time again one day for another sewing room upstairs.   

Over the spring and summer, this room has gotten its share of use.  I've been making baby items like a crazy woman for Cradle Moon.  And in the process the room had really gotten turned upside down.  So before we started back with school, I knew it was going to take a serious dig-out to get it to where we could feel relatively at peace in the space.  I can only handle clutter for so long before I reach my breaking point.

So the past couple of days have been dedicated to cleaning up, digging out, and organizing the sewing/school room.  Maybe you'd like to see the progress I made?

First order of business was making pot of jasmine tea.  Definitely one of the sweet things in life.

Lacy loves her mama.  She brought me a boatload of jasmine tea from China last month!!

Speaking of Lacy, here she is keeping me company while I commence to digging in.  She's been really under the weather for about a month now.  She started with a slight cough on her way to China and it developed into a full-blown case of bronchitis.  Several rounds of antibiotics later, she is on the mend but moving s-l-o-w-l-y.

I started by dumping out all my scraps onto the floor.  I have a big ole' basket of scraps which I use continually as I stitch quilts, diaper bags, appliqued onesies, you name it.

My goal was to group my scraps by color per the suggestion in this fantastic book I purchased the other day.  Organize your scraps by color and you will hear angels singing.  Well, not quite, but they convinced me it would radically improve my creativity and efficiency. 

 
My assistant fell asleep on the job.  It's hard to get good help these days.  Did you notice Bella in the scraps?  She knew just which color she belonged with.

Smart dog.


On to the stash.  "Stash" is quilters' lingo for a piece of fabric bigger than a bread box.  Big enough to not be considered a scrap.  Or something like that.  I separated all my stash fabrics by color and grouped them accordingly.


Which brings me to my handy new storage chest.  This thing rocks. 

Well, actually it rolls, as in, on casters.  But you get my drift. 

First drawer.  Pinks, reds, and yellows.  Oh, baby.  Aren't they gorgeous??

Next drawer, browns, greens, blues, and whites.

Bottom drawer, my favorite fabrics, all 30's reproductions--not organized by color because I typically use them together and don't mix them with other fabrics.  They like to stay with their friends, so they get their own drawer.  Later I may sort them by color.  

Yeah.  Definitely will will sort them by color.
 


 
Moving across the room.  This is the baker's rack gone quilter's shelf.  I really should have taken a before shot.  But it would have shattered your image of me.  Let's just say it did look pretty good at one time.  But it was never organized the way I wanted.  Now it looks great.  I could look at it all day.  

The top shelf holds baskets with lesser-used patterns, notions, etc.  Then comes quilting magazines, and a basket with ribbon spools.  Next are the scrap bins.  Etc.  Etc.  That bottom shelf is holding one of those comforter zippy things that you get with blankets at places like TJ Maxx.  It's holding batting and polyester stuffing.  Works great for lots of bags, keeping them all together.  Oh, and the wine holders work nicely for holding rolled up items--in this case, tissue and freezer paper.  Good because jasmine tea would look silly in those holders....
 
Close up of the scrap bins.  I had to combine a few colors such as reds and pinks.  But it is way better than one big overstuffed, crammed, packed, smooshed basket of tangled scraps any day.


A peek into the ribbon basket.  

 
This is a rocker I'm getting ready to slip cover.  I bought a king-sized set of green paisley sheets at Ross for $12--more than enough fabric to easily cover this chair.  It was high time I had a comfy place for visitors to sit while they keep me company.

OK.  Mr. Patience has waited long enough.  Caleb is dying to show you the school cupboard.  Here it is all closed up, the way I like to leave it every day when we finish school.

Here is is all opened up showing the contents I want to hide. 

The curriculum I'm using with Caleb next year, My Father's World from A-Z.  It's kindergarten technically, but it teaches beginning reading, so it's perfect for Caleb.  Besides, you can easily adjust any curriculum up or down a grade level just by adding in or subtracting material in each subject.   I love this curriculum and he will, too.


That right there is his math.  Yep.  Takes up a whole drawer.  But I couldn't resist.  He loves anything to do with numbers and I've heard it is the best out there.  Why not?  I've only used at least ten other math curricula with my other six kids in the past 22 years.  What's one more?  And the re-sale is great if I want to pass it along next year when we're done.


Another view showing the white board, held up by velcro.  I stick that up there for phonics lessons.


While I'm on the subject of phonics, I have to give a huge shout out to my all-time favorite phonics and spelling program.  I've taught six of my seven children to read, but only Holly and Maggie have used this program, The Phonics Road to Spelling and Reading.  It's the best I've ever used.  We're starting our third year.  After this, one more year of the phonics curriculum, then it moves into a Latin course that last another four years.


She hasn't moved very far.  She's busy finalizing her journal she kept while she was in China for three weeks.  And yes, that is electrical tape holding her hand-me-down computer together.  Whatever works. 

That pretty much sums up the sewing/school room revamp.  I'm very pleased that everything has a home.  That's the secret to keeping it in order.  Every item must have a home it can return to.  There is plenty of room to move around, create, study, or just live in here.   So, come on over! 


And the winner is....

 
 Excuse me.  Would you please move?

Yes, you.  Just because it's little and cute like you does not mean you get to lie down on it.

So move, ok?  I need to tell someone that she won the quilt and you're in the way.

Please?

Thanks.



Cynthia Hale!  You won the little Valentine's give-away!  I hope it brings a little February cheer to your home.  I'll bring it to church this Sunday.

Love,

Love is in the Air (well, almost)

This has been the perfect weekend to sit by the fire with a cup of tea and a quilt.  Here is a little log cabin quilt I'm working on for a friend's baby girl.  I fairly swoon over these colors!!  Bella wants you to know that she likes them, too.  She just happens to like the fire better.

Maggie has been begging to learn to sew.  I was just like her when I was little.  After my grandmother taught me at age six or seven how to take a needle and work on a little piece of fabric, I always had something to do when I was bored.  I made dresses and costumes for my dolls, little pillows, you name it.  Then later, when I was eleven, my mother taught me to cut out and sew from a pattern.  At that point I began making my own clothes, which I did for many years.

Yesterday, Maggie and I decided we would start a little tote bag, with some string quilting and appliqué. She did most of the appliqué by machine, using a zig-zag stitch.  She is great with the machine.  I can set the speed to slow and she is very careful, as you can see by the photos below.



Then we set to work doing some embroidery.  She takes her time and makes very neat stitches.


I'm not a proud mama.  Truly, I'm not.  Why would you suspect that?

Meanwhile, it occurred to me that if I'm going to have a Valentine give-away, I had better get going with it pronto.  Deciding against something very obviously pink or red, I settled on these soft, vintage florals. 

It does have a love theme, though, so we're good.

I'm not telling you what it is yet.  You'll just have to wait another day or so and see for yourself.  However, if you want in, go ahead and holla.  I think you'll be happy with it if you win.

Love,