Introducing my good friend Jeanna, the Writer. Also a wonderful mother of 2 awesome little boys (who I was blessed to care for during their earliest years). Read about her reflection on going without social media for a month.
No Facebook November is long over. December 1st arrived and I welcomed social media back with a wink and a shudder…
The fast was not as difficult as I thought it would be…don’t get me wrong, my November was filled with plenty of #thestruggleisreal moments. I promised a follow-up so I’ll just let you in on most of the crazy and you can make up your mind about how you feel about me or social media detoxing or whatever…
The first few days my hands literally acted like they didn’t know what to do when they picked up my phone. There was shaking…and fruitless tapping as my thumb attempted to locate a non-existent Facebook icon on my phone’s cracked screen. After about 5 days into the fast my eyes stopped looking up at my browser tabs to see if I have new FB notifications. (Excessive or obsessive behavior?–sometimes you don’t…
So you think this is about food? Read it and weep :)
People buy/give me Stuff when they find out I crochet, sew, quilt. This little box of gems came from my aunt on a antique shop hop she took recently. I come from a long line of bargain Hunters. (My mom was a Hunter. Pardon the humor) The scissors necklace was unique, and a new conversation piece for my upcoming sewing room. (more later on the room)
Front side shows the $.33 price tag. Back shows the year…. 1988. And made in China.
This baggie of tatted pieces was included in that box. Great for embellishing ‘stuff’. Just look on Etsy under ‘tatted’. FYI Tattoos will also come up in your search. Not what I’m referring to here :)
My Mother-in-law went ‘hunting’ last week. I got a phone call asking me if the described jar was a good buy. I let the hubby answer the question. Hunter’s quickly answer yes many times when good buttons and thread are concerned so I let him be the judge to stifle my grins that could not be seen in a phone call.
One view of the contents of the Jar.
and a bottom view.
Taking this blog minute to thank each person who brings me those Leftovers.(Aunt Maybelle and Mom Nancy in this instance). I can’t wait for you to see how they’ll play a part in my sewing space. Unfortunately you will have to wait as it’s not finished and won’t be for a few weeks.
Hope you enjoyed my ‘leftovers’ gifts. Hope you’re also enjoying leftovers from yesterday’s Thanksgiving.
This is the person inspiring my next quilt. She’s my grandmother and I am positively certain the quilt block would have had her approval. She nicknamed everyone and mine was “Sugar”. I don’t hear many people call me that anymore. I’m now Steph, Stephie, Stuff, Teffie, Nini, and any other way a young child can pronounce my 9 Letter name. Thanks mom :)
But here are a few options for that sugar bowl pattern from Pinterest.
This one would be too obvious.
This one just doesn’t do it for me.
Titled ‘shellsbrokensugarbowl’ respectively but not into much broken things right now. Currently listening to a dripping faucet that may become more “broken” (with a sledge hammer) in the very near future.
Another broken one.
And finally we come to the one I feel fits the bill. (from Judy Hopkins 501 Rotary-Cut Quilt Blocks).
So now we wait on the dryer to finish with the chosen fabrics……..
There are many ways to celebrate a birthday party these days with all the cool themes out there. I have 3 boys in my daycare who are smitten with the movie “Frozen” and those chics Elsa and Anna. But little Hudson is still none the wiser and so I had a clear-cut advantage to have a theme of simple “PlaY”.
We got out the parachute and proceeded to learn some new ‘moves’.
Here we’re trying to turn the parachute round and round…..
But it’s much more fun to try and sit in the middle, or so Hudson decided. After all, he’s the party czar of the day. And after exhausting the parachute fun, we moved on.
Bean bags became the mode of entertainment. We danced with them, played “musical freeze” and tossed them into a tub. Lots of large muscles moving.
Tracing Hudson required a little assistance from my daughter. (Thank you Kirsten) When you’re 1, you don’t quite understand why anyone would make you lie down on a piece of paper. A spatial experience is what I’m going with educationally here. A time capsule for Mom and Dad is the goal.