Saturday, May 25, 2013
My grandgirl Nora is usually a little reserved,
but that doesn't apply to Reds games, when she gets ever so happy
and does some serious cheering.
Her brother did some serious cotton candy eating.
It was a great night at the ball park, good weather, full stadium, Reds win, fireworks-watching from the bridge.
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Yesterday Carrye and I worked on her blog and now she's ready to start posting again. You can find Carrye's blog here.
When I left her house, we admired these little maple "helicopters" outside her door. Each one must feel so hopeful, hypothetically, to grow into a tree.
Occasionally, I finish an intense project, followed by a frenzy of cleaning and doing laundry and dishes plus picking up things that have flown around my studio. In a few hours . . . that's going to happen.
Thursday, May 16, 2013
I'm working on the last bit of piecing, looking forward to making a few circles today, then putting the quilt together tomorrow. I don't have a plan about how it will all work, just trusting that it will come together like it should. I have to admit that I'm looking at all those bright colors and feeling just a little nervous, but I did want those brights, after all.
Nora after practice last night: "I love softball." She heard one of the girls say, "She's really a good hitter," and the coach waved the outfielders back when she came to bat. She was proud that one of the knees on her long shorts had a big grass stain and the other had a spot of blood from fielding adventures. I'm so delighted that this little academic-oriented girl has a team sport that she really enjoys.
After practice we walked to the concession stand for icy drinks, then picked up pizza and salad from Gramma's Pizza, which has really awesome cheese pizza. It's located right across the street from the road leading to the ball fields, great location for them.
Things to be grateful for today: waking up early to bird sounds, that my computer had security software added during the night, stumbling on to a new simple quilt pattern that I love. That I have all that mulch in my back yard.
Sunday, May 12, 2013
A few years ago I was able to take a Kathy Loomis workshop on fine line piecing. You can see her tutorial here. I really enjoyed the concept and have used it numerous times since, for quilts and quilted purses.
Recently, I've been playing with different fabrics for the fine lines. Stripes work great,
and in my most recent project, I've tried large florals too. The further I go with trying different fabrics, the more I like it. You'll see the fnished project in a couple of weeks.
Thursday, May 9, 2013
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
Steph's picture, which is the very one I would have taken, had I taken any at all. The little guy has his dad's old number.
I learned this morning that Aaron prefers games to practices. Practices are boring, it seems, and I imagine that there is the uniform factor as well.
Aaron said he didn't feel well this morning so we did our drill of pulling out of the car line (first) to the other side of the building and he walked around a little, saying this stomach really didn't feel good. Then we pulled back around the building to our new position in the car line, next to last, and the ailment seemed to go away. It would be awesome if all illness could be so easily cured.
It was a big morning, starting with the book fair at Nora's school. I think they need a couple of morning days because it is a very crowded event. Very cool to see kids picking out books and being excited about it.
Monday, May 6, 2013
On the days that I drop off the kids at school, our goal is that Nora is there early enough that she can walk, not run, into her school, which starts at 9:00.
Aaron's preschool starts at 9:15, and he loves to be first in the car line. The cars line up, and at 9:15 one of the teachers comes out, opens the car's back door, and the child hops out with lunch box and whatever else is needed that day. Very efficient, the child walks into the school, the parent drives away, and the next car pulls up. No tears, no hanging on. The kids and the parents know the drill.
Once Nora is dropped off, Aaron enjoys one last video game, in an interactive kind of way, down the road and in the car line. "Gran B, do you hear those monkeys?" "Do you wish you had zombies in your room?" "I never cleared that level before." His fingers move and his month moves.
Come to think of it, last week at the tee ball game, Steph commented that Aaron might be too social to play first base. Tee ball picture tomorrow.