A stitch at a time
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Unpaid
I mentioned the long-lasting effects of divorce, then got this in the mail. It’s the child support balance after nearly thirteen years. I guess I can be slightly relieved that his child support debt is bigger than my school loans debt. And no children went hungry because of mine. Those school loans were, in fact,
You never really get over it
I’ve been working diligently on the second draft of the memoir project for months now, finally getting a grip on what I want it to do, how I want my story to come across. It’s an awful lot of work, let me tell you. This revamp of Chapter One has taken me weeks. I re-wrote
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I Don’t Mean To Whine
But I am so very tired of hurting all the time.
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Mother-Daughter Time in Sisters
The quilt show in Sisters, Oregon is one of those events I have long planned on attending, yet never managed to make happen. This year would have likely been another missed opportunity if it hadn’t fallen on my mom’s birthday. I’d promised we would go, but the month’s spending money was already gone. My dad
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Zigging
I’ve intended to make a quilt for my nephew Nate for years now, but it’s always one thing or another that stops me from getting to it. For the last few months, even though I had samples of this fantastic fabric collection (Launch by Lesley Grainger for Robert Kaufman Fabrics), I really didn’t know what
Hexie Love!
Ta-dah! It took a little more time than I’d hoped, but it’s finished. And lucky for me, the sun was shining this evening, so I sat outside to do the hand-stitching. And in the end I had this cute little hexie pouch, perfect for carrying myriad bits and baubles. I hand-stitched the pop of green,
Is it Hexie Love?
While I managed to get through the hexie hubbub last year without getting sucked in, it wasn’t really because I didn’t want to. I’ve wanted to try them for a long time, but just hadn’t for one reason or another. But last weekend as we prepped for a road trip to Olympia for the air
growing up
They say time flies, but sometimes in life it slogs along in slow motion. That’s what it seems like right now, except for this: my kids aren’t so childlike anymore. My son just finished his freshman year of college; my daughter will be in high school this fall. And in circle-of-life style, she will be