Monday Realization

It is Monday.  18 days til Christmas.  ONLY 18 DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  OH my, now I feel behind.  I haven't even started my shopping but I do know what I want to get and I know where I will get it. At least that shouldn't be a problem. 

To many projects and to little time.   I guess the first thing I need to do is finish the Glove Reindeer I started a week ago.  They just need their eyes, nose, bows and ears.  And everything is sitting right there ready to go.  I guess I am getting sidetracked by my current purse.  I am really liking it.  I hope I have enough fabric left to make another one.  I can't wait to be able to show it to all of you and see what You think.  I like constructive criticism. That is the only way I am going to improve and being the perfectionist that I tend to be--------------Well all you other perfectionists know what I mean.

I Got Lost

Yup I think I did.  I was working toooooo many hours and had way to many things in the frying pan.  Thanksgiving is done and I ate too much.  Now it is time to get going.

I finally have time to get back to sewing.  Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I have 2 bags in process.  I gave up on the diaper bag for now.  I was just having to much trouble focusing on it.  So I started something new.  It had been nagging at me to get it started anyway.  So I did.

In that creative line.  I woke up one morning (imagine that)  way to early.  Like 4am.  That for me is way to early.  Anyway,  I couldn't sleep.  I had way to many ideas flying around in my head.  I decided that I might just as well get up and put them on paper.  So I did!!!  I spent the next 45 minutes drawing pictures.  Now I just have to get them in fabric or not.  The ideas are there on paper whenever I get ready.

I am trying to get some gifts ready.  Simple ones.  Like cosmetic type bags.  Pot holders.  Reindeer ornaments.  And one not so simple one.  My dear hubby will not use the quilt I made him last year.  He doesn't want to get it dirty.....?????  He did say I could make an afghan with camo yarn.  That must be the hunter in him---camo.  Uh--ok!!!  So I am working on that when he is at work and when the wrists are not hurting.  Usually I have to hurry and put it away because I forget what time it is.  It goes into a large garbage bag--gets tied--and put in the computer room.  Thank goodness he doesn't make a practice of going through things.  Should be done soon.

Life and Retirement

I spent part of the day working on a bag that has been waiting to be finished, only to discover that I have 3 bags, a diaper bag, 2 cosmetic bags, 2 jewelry bags, a pattern or 2 that I want to study for the technique(like a drawstring) and who knows what all.  On top of all that our church is having a Christmas bazaar and want me to have a table.  I have maybe three bags that are finished and maybe a half dozen felted bags from a few years back.  I could maybe dig up a baby afghan or two.  Other than that I got nothin'. Not enough for two days!!!!  So unless I can be super woman and work at this day and night it won't happen.  I really am disappointed too.  I need to be more visible.  I just don't see any way it is going to happen.  To much work and to little play is what is happening.  I enjoy the work and in a few years I will quit.  Hmmmmmm So this is what retirement is like.

Variation of Katti Lynn

I have had to put the brakes on.  I have not been accomplishing much.  Working a lot of days and to many ideas.  I have one bag sitting here not finished because I can't get hold of the girl who wanted it with her name on it.  She may lose out if I can't get hold of her soon.  I also have a diaper bag going that I put aside because I couldn't stand it any longer and had to do a purse that the fabric was shouting, maybe screaming, at me.  So it is done!!!  I used the same basic Katti Lynn pattern and changed it a bit.  No Chenille on this one.  Just more little improvements.  AND of course more ideas for the next one.

I also have a zipper purse in mind.  This could be fun and maybe a bit out there.  I just haven't decided yet.  I am thinking I might tackle this one before Christmas.  I also think there are members of my family and a couple friends that need to have bags for Christmas.

I am sorting stuff out (what a job) in my computer/sewing wanna be room.  I have way to much stuff.  The bad part is, most of it is sentimental stuff.  A few craft projects that I want to try.  A woven basket that is not finished and needs to be so I can use it.  Two string art pictures that my mother had that look like a rainy, lazy afternoon thing to do.  I could go on for a few more but let's just say I have tried a number of things that are fun.

Well I guess I need another cup of coffee before I dive into the sorting today.

WHATEVER HAPPENED

I would like to know whatever happened to the good old days.  The days when you could go to bed and leave yours doors unlocked.  Whatever happened to your word being as good as gold. Whatever happened to respect.  Whatever happened to the days when Dads taught their boys to be boys.  And those boys took and dished out their licks.  Moms taught their girls to be girls.  Raising kids to have values and their word meant something.  Not to go after anyone who didn't agree with you or looked at you crosseyed.  What are we teaching our children.  I feel for the young parents who are raising their children today.

I am so proud of my kids.  My oldest struggled in school, but he is a whiz with tools.  Give him a few tools and a motor that need fixing and he is the one that will do it.  He has sole custody of his children.  He and his wife(not blood mother) are raising his children and have raised hers. He spent years waiting to get custody of them and has done a great job.

My daughter is in the Army.  20 yrs this year.  She serves her country to keep us all free.  She is a wife, a mom and step-mom.    She is my daughter.  I am proud to be her mother.
As daughters are to their moms---she is my soul.

My youngest son is one of the kindest, most tenderhearted people you could ever know.  He can make you laugh with his hillarious sense of humor.  Even if you don't want to.  He loves to duck hunt with his dad.  He is very good with kids and someday will have some of his own.  Animals and kids are drawn to him.  He is smart, sometimes to much for his own good which is another whole category.  He is trustworthy and I can say has rarely given me reason to worry.  He even listens to me although he won't always admit it.

I am just a proud mom who loves her kids.  Everyone should be so lucky.
                            

My Friend Vanessa

Well, I promised to introduce you to my friend Vanessa, who I will probably refer to as Ness. I met this lady, let's see, about 23 ish years ago. I needed a babysitter and she was recommended by the one I was losing. So we talked and she got the job. That baby was about 7 months old at the time. She had 2 boys of her own that were young but in school. My little guy became the little brother. Oh the things those boys didn't think of. But what fun they had. It was good for my Bobby to have brothers since he was basically an only child. There was a large age gap between him and his sister. Any way, so much for how I met Ness.

We both sew. Although our focus is in 2 different directions. She sews mostly baby stuff and is working on a baby line of products. I do purses and totes (and anything else that strikes me as fun to do). I work on getting her to think out of the box since I get so many ideas. Now sometimes that is a challenge. She is a pattern person and I tend not to be.

We both manage to have trouble follow us although nothing bad. You know how there was always that friend when you were a kid that could make you laugh and forget how bad a day you had or would just listen if you had one of those day. Well that is how we are. Now mind you, we have no mercy with each other, and our spouses have days they stay clear and just shake their heads while we just laugh. Ahhh--We have no mercy on them either which is why they try not to be noticed when we are in one of those kind of moods.

Now you have met Ness and I am sure there may be more stories of our fun sewing days. And maybe even our not so fun sewing days.

Diaper Bag Finished

Well, here I am again. I just finished a diaper bag last week. It is very girly and feminine. Of course it is for a young lady who is having a girl. I had to do some thinking on this one because everything is so pastel. I just can't seem to do a bag without the pop factor. So you can be the judge.

I think in one of my next posts I will have to introduce you to my friend Vanessa. She is such a character and we laugh a lot--and I mean a LOT. Maybe I will even let you in on some of our silly little things that come up in conversation.

Sew long, Open the box and let the ideas flow.