Thursday, May 25, 2017

It's Friday! uhh...

Yes, it's my Friday, meaning I have tomorrow off from my job making it a nice long weekend.

Projects that need to be finished:

Layered for quilting -- it's on the
five year plan...
  1. Organizing the last section of the sewing room -- got a new cabinet, need to finish cleaning up!
  2. Cut some kits for the church guild.  I only have three left in the bag, and those ladies are sewing up a storm!
  3. Finish that boys' camp quilt that I started last fall.  Pieces are cut, I just need some sewing time.
  4. Quilt something -- I have two small projects pinned.  I need to put on my big girl panties and get to work on them.
  5. Put borders on my biggest project yet (and the oldest) - a red/green/black&white queen sized quilt I started when Hearthside Quilters Nook was an actual brick & mortar store!
  6. Bind my Wisconsin Row By Row 2016 table runner.
  7. Sew some more blocks for my batik stars quilt that was supposed to be a gift a couple of Christmases ago... but who's counting? 
  8. Continue the clear out of the laundry room    ound

Projects that I should not start until I get a few of those UFOs finished:

  1. Little Lambs nursery wall quilt
  2. Layering anything more out of the UFO bucket 
  3. Any other new thing at all!
One of these is actually done!  But the pile is still pretty large...

Thought for the day:

Sew on...

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Blue Monster Costume, Redux 2017

"Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine --"

as sung by the late Elvis Presley, memories come back in sweet little packages, making us happy...

Or not.

Last night my youngest grand Miss A came bopping down the stairs at about 7 p.m. and started digging in my pantry.  I asked her what she was looking for.  She announced that she needed party brownies for the class at school, for the store because she lost her business and now was an employee of someone else's store and they were selling brownies.

Say what? 

OK to back up a bit, the fourth grade Genius Hour project was to find a product you could make and sell, set up a store, pay rent, sell your stuff, and see how it turned out.  Play money was used.  She made some hand warmers, priced them at a dollar each, sold some but not all of her product.  Rent was $20 and she couldn't pay it, so she sold something less than 20 items.

Another student who was making and selling brownies had lots of money so he bought her store and her stock.  She then became his employee.  She was asked to make some brownies and bring them in to sell on Wednesday, to which she agreed.  On Monday.

Then she forgot to tell anyone.  Until Tuesday at 7 p.m.

OK so we looked at recipes and decided that since the grocery store is a mile away, a brownie mix would be the easiest way out of this dilemma.  Gramps went to the store.

We baked between rounds of homework converting grams to kilograms and back.  Tears ensued.  She has a good math brain but kept saying OMG this is so hard!!  She was tired and cranky.  So was I.  I said words under my breathe about teachers who can set up a business enterprise for 40 kids but can't adequately explain multiplying by 1,000 to just one.

Meanwhile the brownies were finished.

They were cooling when she went home to go to bed.  I cut them while they were warm because that is what the box said to do.  I went to bed late.

This morning we got up early and applied the "Party" aspect to the brownies before breakfast.  I like to let the frosting set before I package things up for transport on the big yellow school bus -- although I'm sure the kids will eat anything with sprinkles on it regardless of the appearance.

This was transpiring in front of my daughter, Miss A's mom.  I said "this is just like the blue monster costume you needed for that play when YOU were in elementary school."

She said "I thought it was ORANGE."

I said "It was orange, and it was orange because you asked for it on a Sunday night for Monday.  All I had was orange fabric, so you had to have them change the script."

She said "I told you about that WEEKS in advance!!"

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind...

'nuff said...

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Mean People

Mean people suck. No one reading this blog would ever be mean.

Everyone says they think bullying is bad.  We try to teach our kids and grandkids not to be mean, and how to react when someone is mean to them.

The "Golden Rule" was given by Jesus of Nazareth, who used it to summarize the Torah: "Do to others what you want them to do to you. This is the meaning of the law of Moses and the teaching of the prophets" (Matthew 7:12 NCV, see also Luke 6:31).

Evidently I missed the recent Facebook blowup about a group of QUILTERS for goodness sake who started a group so they could badmouth another group of QUILTERS for goodness sake!  It's probably because I keep my FB pages pretty private, just my friends list.  But I did see a couple of reactions to the posts by friends of mine, and I have to say I'm ashamed of the world at large and those narrow minded so-and-sos who went to that mean place in a down and dirty way.

Do they do it because they think that no one will know it was them?  Does it make them feel bigger or smarter to knock someone else down?  Were they raised by wolves???

I blame it on ignorance.  Not the I don't know something kind, but the stupid I'm better than you are kind; the people who are apparently in league with all the imps, demons and other-worldly beings who make you stub your toes when you're wearing your new shoes and spill your soda on your car seat and drop your ice cream cone when it's the last of that flavor.  But it can be and this did get so much worse.

In Matthew 5:21-22 Jesus says, “You have heard that it was said to those of old, ‘You shall not murder; and whoever murders will be liable to judgment.’ But I say to you that everyone who is angry with his brother will be liable to judgment; whoever insults his brother will be liable to the council; and whoever says, ‘You fool!’ will be liable to the hell of fire.” 

It is a sin to hate someone enough that you wish they were dead, so to God hating someone is equal to murder.

If you want to read a very funny and snarky response to the FB thing, go read The Bitchy Stitcher's LINK:  comments today.  She is irreverent but she has a point of view that is undeniable, and I can't add anything to what she said.  I warn you up front, you're going to see some words you shouldn't say in front of your mother.

Here's the thing:  to any of you who were involved in that whole mean quilter FB thing, go look at yourself in the mirror and then slap yourself good and hard.  How would you like it if you were on the receiving end of what you put out?

Shame on 'them'.

Back to our regularly scheduled program tomorrow...