Fabric addict.  *ugh*  What is it about fabric anyway?  I don't like feeling out of control but, well, I think I just might be when it comes to fabric.  I keep saying "No more!" but the packages keep coming!  Feeding the addiction doesn't make it go away, it just makes it stronger.  I can justify almost any fabric purchase with my twisted logic.  "It's on sale!"  "It won't be available when I decide what I'm going to make with it!"  "It's just a half a yard.  What's the harm?"  "I don't spend money on anything else"  "I make these for other people, not me, so it's not a selfish thing" "Pretty!  Need it!  Have to HAVE IT NOW!"  Goodness there is nothing good about this!  Hopefully facing the beast and seeing it for what it is (my desire for instant gratification) will help me get over it a bit.  Ha!  Sure.  Admitting you have a problem is the first step to correcting it.  Um yeah.  I guess I'll try again to keep my resolution--no more fabric--today.  lol

Monday agains

Cold, cold here in Virginia today!  Brrr.  Good day to stay inside and get things done!

I wanted to post some of my projects.  These are my "Paris" blocks in progress.  I also wanted to show how I use those little clip hangars to hold my blocks in progress.  They work really well and are about 12 inches.  I also have some that hold my prepared bindings so as soon as I get my quilts from Sandy (who does my long arm quilting) my binding is ready to go.  I also feel happy when I see the bindings because I know my quilts are in process of becoming quilted and, well, that's what they are meant to be!  I will see her at the end of the month and hopefully she will have one done for me (she has 4 of mine right now).

Paris

Paris zoom

Happy throw

"Paris" is nearly finished and I'll post when it's together.  Happy day to you!

Sewing Saturday

Well that's the plan!  After a trip to the farm for eggs yesterday, I figured I should go ahead and run grocery errands while I was out.  I went to Costco, then Wegman's, ugh, by the time I got it all put away I was ready for a nap and a glass of wine!  I talked with my son and watched him make a fabulous dinner for us and then watched a movie with my daughter.  Time well spent, but not sewing productive!  I did take 3 quilt tops to the quilter last week, so I have been crazy sewing these last few weeks.

I finished the nearly king sized BOM cottage quilt last week;  I need to post the pictures from my camera.  Also the Covenant Garden and Christmas Presence quits.  I made 2 baby quilts this week as well.  Working on 2 more baby quilts and hopefully get Paris quilt top finished this weekend.  Good thing my son is my housekeeper!  lol  I feel blessed to have the twins living with us.  I know its hard for them at 24 to be with mom and dad, but such is the economy of now.   

Watching a few snow flurries *gasp* fly past my sewing room window.  Two days ago it was 73 degrees, today it is 33.   The River that runs through the "backyard" is up today from all the rain.  It's a tidal river and it is just under flood stage this morning.  It is beautiful to see from a distance; makes me very happy I can see it without worrying it will reach all the way up here to my little happy house.  Blustery winds are blowing from the north swaying the trees at the rivers edge.  The main part of the river is in the far distance; the wetlands are still draining the rainwater into the river.  I spend so much time up here on my days off; this view is so changeable day to day.

Quilting plan for today is to piece the Paris quilt top.  It is cut and ready, but first I need to run out to the local farm to get eggs for the week.  I will post pictures of my quilt progress this afternoon.  Hoping it gets completely done today!

I got one of those shoe things to hold my fabrics that are 3 yards or more. Gosh there is so much when I gather it in one spot!

Below is a close up of the top of the cabinet. I know it's cluttered but I know where everything is and it is very compact! I think the storage drawers are holding at least 600 yards of fabric. WooHoo! I'd better call my homeowners insurance and add a fabric rider to the policy!

My cutting table & mega fabric storage thingy. Love having it all neat, tidy and compact!

A Once a Year Thing

I know--too long and so forgotten! Here I am again and what is new, you ask? Well more fabric....lol...but now it's organized and compact in it's own little place in the "Girl Cave". That's what the Mister calls it, but it's much too nice. It's not in the basement but in a sunny bedroom on the second floor. I have a great view of the river and the woods, although I kind of miss the neighbor's trampoline. You see they used to have one right on the property line between our houses, and their son would spend hours....and hours....jumping and flipping on that thing. At first it made me so nervous because he was out there by himself, and we all know how dangerous one of those things are. Or at least I was always told that. I do remember a boy in high school falling off the trampoline and having a severe injury that included paralysis, so maybe that's the story our mom's reminded us of when we wanted a turn. Anyway, I would watch him try to flip and land on the back of his bent up neck time and time again. Ugh! I held my breath so often because I had to watch to see if he got up each time...I don't think I got much done! But as the weeks/months went by, I came to admire that boy and his determination. Over and over again he would try. I could see he was trying different rhythms to his jumping before he would ball up his fists and throw himself head over heels. The first time I saw him flip completely around and land on his feet, I let out a cheer. I guess he heard because he stopped and kind of looked around. At some point I guess he noticed me watching and he would look up to see if I was clapping for him. I know he was probably wondering what that creepy old woman next door was doing watching him from the window. He didn't know my computer was open in front of me and I was working. But the local police never showed up to ask serious questions (thank goodness) so I guess it was sort of our secret. When the hurricane came through this past fall the trampoline was caught in the wind and twisted itself into a pretzel around the fence. So it's kind of sad to not hear that scretching sound the springs made as he bounced for hours as I wrote or sewed. So back to the point--it's not a girl cave because there is nothing cave like about it. I will think of a better name --maybe tomorrow.