tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704796768115676732024-02-21T20:31:39.639-05:00Mimi's MusingsQuilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-82173834881066040252012-03-04T20:11:00.000-05:002012-03-04T20:12:56.380-05:00Who Knows?We recently found out we are again going to be Grandparents this September. Our son and his wife are expecting! This new baby will be joining a sister who will be three in August.<br />
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Many questions have be pestering my mind for the last several days.....<br />
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Boy or Girl?<br />
How many pounds?<br />
Will the baby become an engineer or a scientist or........?<br />
What day will the baby be born?<br />
Will everything be okay?<br />
What will they name the baby?<br />
What color will the hair be?<br />
What color will the eyes be?<br />
Will sibling rivalry start to exist upon birth?<br />
Will we be there when the baby is born?<br />
And last, but not least.....<br />
What sort of quilt will I make?<br />
What color?<br />
What pattern?<br />
What size?<br />
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Life is good!!Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-53980860337963246802012-03-03T19:40:00.000-05:002012-03-03T19:40:41.974-05:00LoveI started looking for things to write about...I know ideas are all around me, but I still have a hard time coming up with what to actually pen. Yesterday when I was unwrapping a piece of Dove chocolate I read the message inside the wrapper. It said "open your eyes to all the love around you". So here are some examples that I've noticed in the last 24 hours.<br />
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The spagetti dinner that was ready for me when I came home from work - including a bottle of bubbly wine. (compliments of my husband)<br />
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My cocker spaniel's devotion to me!<br />
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A hug from my daughter.<br />
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A phone call from my son.<br />
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A friend's words telling me "thank you."<br />
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My grandchildren's greetings ( "Hi Mimi!")<br />
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A hug from my Mom and the same Mom telling me to "be careful".Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-3818183843695071822012-03-02T07:23:00.001-05:002012-03-02T07:23:45.796-05:00Real Live Turkeys!Have you ever been driving down the road daydreaming, and all of a sudden you are brought back to reality? This has happened to me twice this week. And it's all about seeing something out of place in your normal routine.<br />
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The first time this week I saw a flock of wild turkeys, my husband and I were driving down a busy four lane highway. They were in a field about six feet from the edge of the road. Then later this week, I noticed another flock of about twenty of these large birds. They looked so out of place and they were indeed strutting about and around each other!<br />
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Now I am wondering....how many times have I driven by them and not seen them?Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-63338507541856004722012-03-01T15:57:00.003-05:002012-03-01T16:37:51.178-05:00Book ClubI belong to a monthly book club that has been meeting for the last five years. We have fourteen members ranging in age from mid thirties to mid eighties. What surprises me the most about this group is how close we have become as a unit. The books elicit feelings the ladies share with our group. We have laughed and in many cases we have cried over a topic that was close to our hearts. Because of this community of readers I will not miss a meeting. These ladies have become a part of my life and they are important to me.<br /><br />So far in 2012 we have read:<br /><br /><ol><br /><li><em>Jeremy Finken and the Meaning of Life</em> by Wendy Mass</li><br /><li><em>T</em><em>he Room</em> by Emma Donoghue</li></ol>In March we will read <em>The Back of Beyond </em>by Barbara Bickmore and in April we will read <em>The Friday Night Kniting Club</em> by Kate Jacobs.Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-83004275474293778642011-03-31T17:53:00.002-04:002011-03-31T17:58:34.053-04:00April<div align="center">April brings.....</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">National Library Week</div><br /><div align="center">My husband's birthday</div><br /><div align="center">Spring flowers</div><br /><div align="center">The second quarter of the new year</div><br /><div align="center">Showers</div><br /><div align="center">Mud</div><br /><div align="center">Warmer temperatures</div><br /><div align="center">Umbrellas</div><br /><div align="center">Easter</div><br /><div align="center">New shoes for my granddaughters </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">And so I say good bye to March!</div>Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-1651415970578640912011-03-30T20:00:00.002-04:002011-03-30T20:09:46.651-04:00April Book SelectionOur book club selection for April is <em>Girl Of The Limberlost</em> by Gene Stratton-Porter. Her books have stood the test of time. I still remember reading <em>The Harvester</em> as my first selection of her novels. My friend Nancy, who grew up in Connecticut, received a set of GSP books when she was in high school as a gift from her favorite Aunt (over 60 years ago). When Nancy told me that memory, I remember feeling like I had missed out on a good book and promptly took <em>The Harvester </em>home from the library to read that very night! I haven't read <em>Girl Of The Limberlost </em>yet, so I am looking forward to another good read.Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-38072454156529462502011-03-29T20:15:00.002-04:002011-03-29T20:22:12.906-04:00The Buffy MovieMy very favorite movie of all time is <em>Lady & The Tramp. </em>It has become known as The Buffy Movie at our house (in honor of my cocker spaniel). I think my grandchildren love it almost as much as I do. They know most of the words by heart. When they grow up, will they remember watching The Buffy Movie with Mimi? I sure hope so, but even if they don't remember--I will!Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-12268513857767853132011-03-28T20:16:00.003-04:002011-03-28T20:28:37.708-04:00Preschool FunToday when I picked up my grandson from preschool all the kids and teachers were outside on the playground. The sun was brightly shining, but it was still chilly so I was surprised they were outside. Each of those thirteen children were busy doing something different. Some were swinging on the swings....some were rolling on the ground. The big silver slide had a line waiting to go down (the very same slide my children used to play on when they were his age). The monkey bars were full. Several children were running after each other around the perimeter of the playground. All of a sudden the teacher says "Time to get in line". The children run to get in line and sing their parting song. Then their names are called and they can go to the person collecting the child. As soon as he locates me, he is excited and calls out my name as if he hasn't seen me for days when it was actually only 2 1/2 hours earlier that I dropped him off. Oh what a sweet sweet feeling of being loved!Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-41863467368809311812011-03-26T18:10:00.003-04:002011-03-26T18:28:20.417-04:00The Dishrag Queen<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-mT5OHToGxVT7xOrP6xFgLfloe_IofsK0SSEs5yIVXEo0TKnSOaMpN_yllybjgPIRwwlTA9w22GQnuw3ML4Wq6Cz1k6I7NTEQFdXpnqfe_s9EzioaAIl-A3FVi5kR4l41wSS98zrThWU1/s1600/IMG_4304.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588514774686159666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-mT5OHToGxVT7xOrP6xFgLfloe_IofsK0SSEs5yIVXEo0TKnSOaMpN_yllybjgPIRwwlTA9w22GQnuw3ML4Wq6Cz1k6I7NTEQFdXpnqfe_s9EzioaAIl-A3FVi5kR4l41wSS98zrThWU1/s200/IMG_4304.JPG" /></a><br /><div>I love to knit dishrags! This is a story about how I became the dishrag queen. Back in the early 80's I met a woman named Norma. She was an accomplished knitter and was always knitting something. She knitted these dishrags and I very much wanted to learn how to knit them. She taught me how to make them. Since then I have made <strong>many</strong> dishrags. I always have a dishrag on a set of needles...when I'm chatting on the phone I knit. When I'm riding in the car I knit. I knitted in the waiting room through 8 hours of surgery when my Dad shattered his hip from a fall. Again, I knitted through my son's hernia surgery in the waiting room (all by myself). I knitted all the way home (with tears streaming down my face) after leaving our daughter for the first time at IU. I knitted on all the college visits thereafter-both to Bloomington and later when our son went to Purdue. I've knitted through many baseball games (go Cubbies!), softball games, basketball games, football games, and old movies. I knit when I just need to unwind if only for a few minutes. It is almost second nature to my being.</div><div> One of the best things about my dishrags is the pleasure I get from not only making them, but giving them away. They make people smile. Once you use one of these dishrags, you are spoiled for life. </div>Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-1452612462917753252011-03-25T21:40:00.004-04:002011-03-25T21:46:23.254-04:00The Weekend<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Yeah</span>! It is the weekend....today I: played domino runs and marble runs and hot wheels with a precious grandson. We shared lunch together. We went to the library together. We read some books together. He went home and so did I. Then I fixed <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">spaghetti</span> and shared it with my husband. Yum-o, a Friday night favorite. We are both looking forward to the weekend to unwind and do the things that are important to us. All to soon Monday will be upon us. Bring it on!!Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-2229173971992984332011-03-24T19:56:00.003-04:002011-03-24T20:09:36.313-04:00ReflectionsThis morning I read a quote from Jon Bon Jovi in my Guideposts magazine. It has stayed with me all day and I would like to share it.<br /><br />"I can tell you this: It's passion, not pedigree, that can and will win in the end. Free yourself from comparison. Just because someone has fancy sneakers doesn't mean they can run faster."<br /><br />It occurred to me that some people spend their whole life searching for something that is right in front of them and they never realize it. That is why I try to count my blessings every day and be thankful for this life I am living. Some days this is easy and some days it is almost beyond my reach. That is when I tell myself that it's not about <em>me</em>.Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-5042211029073565602011-03-23T18:45:00.002-04:002011-03-23T18:56:33.440-04:00My Golden Girl<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4mTH7aFrxYSWFkadiy6_oz_zx99xP6Lv6goklvl28hroFC9JyEYYsXYW5PzVL09c_XxD_Yrqvt8M0S5YIk8gOdFxOWhO-9WSnQDVi-Mr8CcoVeFqlpPmEmUF_lPtA4YXyolxvL7_3ORsE/s1600/IMG_4303.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587411319509697330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4mTH7aFrxYSWFkadiy6_oz_zx99xP6Lv6goklvl28hroFC9JyEYYsXYW5PzVL09c_XxD_Yrqvt8M0S5YIk8gOdFxOWhO-9WSnQDVi-Mr8CcoVeFqlpPmEmUF_lPtA4YXyolxvL7_3ORsE/s320/IMG_4303.JPG" /></a><br /><div>This is my dog Buffy. (Isn't she cute?) She just came back from being groomed. She loves being the center of attention and she is <em>MY</em> dog. Nine years ago she took the place of the last child leaving the nest. And she is my friend and my grandson's friend. <strong>And </strong>she is oh so cute. She loves puppy biscuits and would do <strong>anything</strong> to be on the receiving end of one! She can dance, play dead, sit up, and shake hands. Did I mention she is cute?</div>Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-40277322574078393852011-03-22T19:25:00.002-04:002011-03-22T19:30:27.174-04:00DisappointmentOld man winter is alive and well. I even turned the heat up a few minutes ago. My dog is trying to get close to me so she can get warm. I am trading my spring jacket in for my winter coat tomorrow. Good thing I did not pack the winter stuff away. I even heard the four letter word (<strong>snow</strong>) in the 3 day forecast. Boo! Hiss!Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-11174182203475513392011-03-21T18:45:00.002-04:002011-03-21T19:17:45.724-04:00Grandma ErmaLast week I made a lemon pie....mind you it wasn't just any old lemon pie, but my Grandma Erma's lemon sponge pie. This pie is a perfect combination of sweet and sour and turns out every time I make it. That might be because memories of my Grandma become vivid as I enjoy making and eating this pie. But here's the thing about my Grandma - she never had a written recipe for anything - it was all in her head. It took my mom (the daughter-in-law) many "trys" before she would achieve Grandma-like clones of many of her homemade dishes. Mom told me that she would visit Grandma and hang around her kitchen while Grandma was involved in baking. Grandma would never tell her how much of anything a recipe took - it was always a little of this - a little of that. In our family many recipes were treasured and kept a secret...always a guessing game. I can remember my Dad teasing my mom that she didn't hold her mouth 'right' when something didn't turn out like Grandma made.<br />I have my 'secrets', but if anyone asks me for a recipe I will gladly share it......well, except for Grandma Erma's Lemon Sponge Pie!!Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-60596447104933671542011-03-20T08:03:00.002-04:002011-03-20T08:10:17.224-04:00Church CookiesIt is my turn to make church cookies today! At our church we have a coffee and cookie time right after the service. People share their week and their life happenings over a cup of coffee/tea and cookies. So while I am sitting here at my kitchen table with my cup of tea waiting for my cookies to bake I find myself thinking about church cookies and what those words mean to me.<br />I guess it is not so much which cookie recipe is made, but the coming together of many lives - from the very young to the very old. These people have all become precious to me through the sharing of this tradition at our church.Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-2797147182030706612011-03-19T14:47:00.002-04:002011-03-19T14:52:25.214-04:00Love All AroundToday when we were running errands, we stopped by for a quick visit with the grandkids. All three of them were still in their pj's (perfect on a Saturday morning) and involved in different activities. Their smiles for us made us feel good. The little guy looked right past me to see Papa....he was so happy to see him. (I am chopped liver since he sees me all the time)! The two girls were busy playing games and quickly encouraged us to join them. All to soon it was time for us to leave, but not before we were hugged and kissed properly. It is a wonderful feeling to be loved!Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-54897420683438057792011-03-18T19:44:00.002-04:002011-03-18T19:50:34.769-04:00Friday Night Routine<div align="center">Reconnect after the work week</div><br /><br /><div align="center">Enjoy supper together</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Walk the cute cocker spaniel</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Retire to the sofa to read the paper</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Hang out watching tv or reading a book</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Lights out</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Good night!!</div>Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-40163533787615138542011-03-17T11:07:00.002-04:002011-03-17T11:11:59.721-04:00Surprise?"Any ideas for supper"? I asked as he was leaving for work this morning. I was hoping for another night of meatloaf although we had already had it two nights in a row. As he walked out the back door, he said, "Don't worry about supper....I will take care of it"! I smiled and answered that I would be pleasantly surprised when I came home tonight. So when I come home tonight I will be pleasantly surprised by the Pizza Hut pizza on the counter and the table set for two. How do I know it will be Pizza Hut pizza you might ask....because he is predictable and that is a very good thing indeed!!Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-62784911445428870652011-03-16T18:57:00.002-04:002011-03-16T19:05:03.054-04:00Sure Signs of SpringToday I saw kids without coats or their coats hanging open flapping in the wind as they ran from the bus. I saw robins flying carefree in front of my car as I drove home. There were earthworms on the sidewalk. I discovered a seed catalog in my mailbox when I got the mail. Can it really be time to put away the winter coats for good? My calendar has this coming Sunday marked as "Spring Arrives'. I can only hope!Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-86024750325637677032011-03-14T15:08:00.003-04:002011-03-14T15:23:26.974-04:00Clifford Comes To Visit<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKdadw3afvu5TsLKxRW25zn8KqjPZZ8FxvUiRY8d1HGnAI0MDNQ2H-Ry_1kA_0cBu-uKnNbWsQ-QDY7rJHUXWq01dJSSsAdY5uqf0o2SEytBjxw9V8WZH7201-TzKfvqjIqGWKz10I19Ci/s1600/IMG_4301.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584014759439135490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKdadw3afvu5TsLKxRW25zn8KqjPZZ8FxvUiRY8d1HGnAI0MDNQ2H-Ry_1kA_0cBu-uKnNbWsQ-QDY7rJHUXWq01dJSSsAdY5uqf0o2SEytBjxw9V8WZH7201-TzKfvqjIqGWKz10I19Ci/s200/IMG_4301.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Clifford the big red dog came to visit me today along with my grandson. Clifford came home with my grandson's mother who attended a weekend conference. I am glad to report that Clifford did not cause any trouble or get into any trouble while keeping the little boy company. They were pretty busy. Here is a list of their activities for the morning......milk was shared from the cereal bowl and later chocolate milk during cartoons. Clifford kept warm under the blanket while <em>Cat In The Hat</em> was enjoyed. Clifford helped build several domino runs. Clifford supervised the hot wheels racing at untold speeds. Clifford sat on our laps while we read about some of his adventures....boy does he have some imagination to get out of trouble. Clifford also helped Mimi make some chocolate chip cookies and he taste tested the chocolate chips with my grandson!! I can hardly wait until tomorrow. Who knows....perhaps Curious George or Ducky will visit.</div>Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-80306976564252382242011-03-14T14:39:00.006-04:002011-03-15T09:00:17.000-04:00One Little Word (Yeah, Right)!<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihrTXnB7YeABDy0IMe-uAYDx02hBvKJ-gg_wOBxRq0KB2qhlg0Rr6SMDH90h3ECzHt8nW73aUMFp_cltaW1W_nqqXivqZlBZygUsL2OIPbthzOabA8TfcTWuGvyGa7MxwpBTEasuW2P2mu/s1600/IMG_4299.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584008617402327938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihrTXnB7YeABDy0IMe-uAYDx02hBvKJ-gg_wOBxRq0KB2qhlg0Rr6SMDH90h3ECzHt8nW73aUMFp_cltaW1W_nqqXivqZlBZygUsL2OIPbthzOabA8TfcTWuGvyGa7MxwpBTEasuW2P2mu/s200/IMG_4299.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZNDSCekuClhn82a9fDDuHvaphM8y60PrgOwCuKGbyqSZi1racPtIJ8j32isLhXhKuLyl7vx6qnlS6jwywInq4mRObNMA4FjHaeAzbMstJEZdkqJkz6YQ5fOlE5hpw50AAsfOM41XCmatB/s1600/IMG_4300.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584008609923199330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZNDSCekuClhn82a9fDDuHvaphM8y60PrgOwCuKGbyqSZi1racPtIJ8j32isLhXhKuLyl7vx6qnlS6jwywInq4mRObNMA4FjHaeAzbMstJEZdkqJkz6YQ5fOlE5hpw50AAsfOM41XCmatB/s200/IMG_4300.JPG" /></a> My one little word for 2011 is perseverance. This is the third year I have chosen OLW. When I was contemplating perseverance for my word, it kept popping up during my daily activities and so I finally decided to choose it for my OLW. So when I was working on my new 2011 BOM (block of the month) I was thinking about how many things/activities in our lives can be achieved with just a little perseverance. The top block is the 2011 BOM and it has 45 pieces and by doing one step at a time it turned into a perfect 12 1/2" square. There will be 11 more (each one different) to follow. This one is a little 'out of my box' because it is batiks and I am more of a traditional quilter. But it has<span style="color:#33ccff;"> beautiful blues</span> and is a line of fabric from Timeless Treasures. The theory is you buy the first block and if you bring it back completed then the next block is free.....and so on.<br /><br />The bottom block is from a Civil War BOM for 2010 (each month has a charge for the kit). This block has 60 pieces. For the month this block is from there are 2 -1 2" blocks and 2 - 18" blocks. This year long project is not finished and it is a little (ha) more complicated. I made it through April (2010) and now when I go to my sewing room I find these blocks are<strong> multiplying</strong> when I am not watching. They have taken on a life of their own and I am not kidding! Some months there were 6-8 blocks for that month. I must have been out of my mind (in a good way) when I signed up for this endeavor. This is where perseverance comes in......I hope!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /></div>Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-64022963662431356952011-03-13T21:14:00.002-04:002011-03-13T21:20:21.865-04:00Who Will Prevail?Every day a war is waged just outside my kitchen window. Sometimes the war involves the demanding blue jays against any other bird that tries to eat from the feeder. At other times it is the bigger birds trying to chase the smaller birds away from the feast. The woodpeckers do a swell job of keeping non-woodpecker types away from the suet bar. But the grand prize goes to the persistent squirrels as they move in and sit directly in the trough of the feeder itself. Our son gave us an anti-squirrel feeder named The Yankee Flipper. Once my husband puts it up, we'll see who wins the war!!Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-9333014001115666072011-03-12T16:33:00.002-05:002011-03-12T16:40:23.300-05:00My Saturday (so far)!Today has been a wonderful day for me.....<br />I woke up with the love of my life.<br />I took my dog for a short walk.<br />We filled the bird feeders.<br />Both our kids called just to say hi.<br />We ate out for breakfast.<br />I crocheted while we watched <em>I Love Lucy</em> reruns.<br />I went to 'my room' and bonded with my sewing machine. (worked on my endless supply of BOM's)....block of the month blocks.<br />Cut out the borders for my 2010 BOM.<br />I am currently back on the couch with my feet up drinking a glass of iced tea and eating a bowl of popcorn with my dog beside me.<br />And we still have the evening to go.......Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-25251158459538881922011-03-10T20:08:00.003-05:002011-03-10T20:20:42.993-05:00Memories<span style="font-family:arial;">We have a child's oak rocker in our living room. When my 19 month old granddaughter was visiting she liked sitting in this chair. While I was watching her I was reminded of another little girl that used to sit in that chair and rock. Then I thought about the grandmother that bought the chair. I never imagined how my mom must have felt over 30 years ago.....she was a new grandma purchasing a little rocking chair for her first grandchild. I am pretty sure of the emotions she must have felt as I have bought two little oak rocking chairs for my grandchildren. I was so very excited both times. Perhaps I will ask my mom how she felt. She is 80 now and I love the way she loves her grandchildren and great grandchildren. Happy memories all around!! One of my mom's favorite sayings is "what goes around, comes around." I am finding this to be true as I get older. </span>Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970479676811567673.post-52706191135407352542011-03-09T18:56:00.003-05:002011-03-09T21:57:14.007-05:00I Love Books!I have been a part of a book club since late 2007. Each month a member gets to chose the book, lead the discussion, and provide refreshments. After 3 years we have all gotten comfortable with each other. The discussions are good and often life experiences are shared. We have become close and learned things from each other. Sometimes depending on the book, the refreshments are based on what is happening in the book, or in the case of non-fiction the food might be ethnic. We are big on themes. I have read many books that I would not have read if I had a choice....which is good because it gets me 'out of my box'!<br /><br /><br /><br />This year we have read<em> The Soloist </em>by Steve Lopez, <em>Hotel On The Corner Of Bitter & Sweet </em>by Jamie Ford, and <em>The Seventh Unicorn</em> by Kelly Jones. Next month will be<em> Girl Of The Limberlost</em> by Gene Stratton-Porter. May will be <em>A Tree Grows In Brooklyn</em> by Betty Smith.Quilt Addicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14474629301307281087noreply@blogger.com3