Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Last weekend I started another project: a vegetable garden in the back yard. Here are some pictures of what I've done so far. The first picture is of our box spring mattress frame. Link and I ripped out all the fabric from the top and the bottom. Then we moved the frame to the perfect garden spot in our yard. (By the way, I didn't try to dress Lincoln up like one of those cute calendar babies, he did this to himself after trying on the pajamas I made him. He loves his hats and also note the rain boots he really did put on all by himself!) Yesterday and today I filled the frame with soil, peat moss, and compost. Then I planted all the plants and seeds. I'll try to update you on the progress, good or bad. That picture with the white blocks in it actually has words if you click on it. I put in the names of the plants so you can see what I planted. Oh, and the plants are actually pretty evenly spaced it just looks funny because of where I was standing to take the picture.
Friday, April 25, 2008
These are for my boy. It is hard coming up with fun sewing projects with a boy in mind. Most of the fabric I have is quite girly and most of the cool patterns I see are for girls. I had this fabric in my stash and one day realized I didn't have to make a blanket with it. Lincoln is testing them out as we speak.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Friday, April 11, 2008
A recipe from a blog I just found written by a former ward member. She makes some really yummy sounding food. You can find the recipe here. We had it with leftover "Kate's Pasta Salad" and Ghiradelli's Triple Chocolate brownies for dessert. Of course for the BBQ sauce I had to make my special sauce with mustard and brown sugar and it was super delicious.
The shirt collection is getting bigger. I made a new type and a repeat of the other shirt in a new fabric. The new shirt is kind of a v-neck wrap in a green with white trim, but it proved to be very difficult and I will not make another one. After being happy with the pink and white shirt I went crazy and cut out pieces to make about 6 more. This light greenish one is one of those I finally got to. I needed something fairly easy to do and since it was cut out it only took me 2 days to finish.
I hung a picture:
I put up a towel rack:
I put in a shower caddy:
Last of all, I hung a curtain rod:
Monday, April 7, 2008
Thursday, April 3, 2008
I never really believed in reincarnation, but I do think I've had at least 5 rather seperate phases to my life. When I look back on the past it's hard to believe that the person back then was still me. It's as if I died at the end of each stage and came back a whole new person.
Stage 1: Childhood. I love reflecting on this time and I miss it more than any other stage. It was full of dreams and imagination, beauty, joy, playfulness. I felt my family's love for me and I enjoyed being who I was. I played in the pond with cousins, rode bikes, explored the yard looking for ancient artifacts, played capture the flag with neighbors, etc. It was a magical time.
Stage 2: Teenage Years. I would never go back. Not even for 1 million dollars. It was a lonely and depressing time. Emotions and hormones made me a train wreck. I did enjoy babysitting and reading, beading and jalapeno chips. I felt very alone.
Stage 3: College. This is where things started to get fun again. I took lots of classes that I was interested in: Spanish, Italian, French, Portuguese, Humanities, Geography, Art History, Piano, Dance (social and folk), History. It was so much fun and I made lots of great friends. I graduated and stayed at school to work in the library. The best job ever with the best coworkers ever! It was a great time. I saved money, spent money, hung out with friends, took classes for free on work time. I went to the international cinema. I dated! I didn't go on a date until I was 18 and I didn't even know that guy's name. College didn't pick up immediately, but eventually as I came out of my shell boys started to be interested.
Stage 4: Marriage. I love being married and Chris is a wonderful husband. I don't tell him that nearly enough. We have so much fun together and the first few years were so nice. He was in school and worked part time. I was working full time. After work I would come home and work on the giant jigsaw puzzle. It was a struggle to come to terms with my previous expectations of marriage and home life and what it actually turned out to be. The house was never that clean, the dinner wasn't always home cooked, I wasn't the homemaker and wife I expected to immediately become. We did work through it and come to terms with the reality of our life together.
Stage 5: Mommyhood. This stage was surprisingly difficult in the beginning. My body crashed after giving birth and I sunk into a depression and anxiety hole deeper than I had ever felt before. I couldn't eat, get dressed, anything but sleep and hope to wake up feeling better. I had been so excited and nervous about the baby, but I then things went very wrong. Fortunately with medication and time everything got gradually better and better and I love my little boy so so much. We still have difficult days, but we have so much fun together and he is such a cute little person. Now I am working on fun hobbies like sewing, canning, reading, cooking, and sometime soon gardening. I am enjoying my 5th life and hope for many fun and interesting lives to come.
Squares of really cute fabric:
Fat quarters and strips, oh so many strips. Mother, I loved your strips of color quilt. I think you may be able to make another or 10.:
Finally, the pieces that have been sewn already, also the batiks, and some random pieces that were of odd sizes.:
So now I'll include some pictures I took of my fabric stash. I went to an estate sale, and then back again, and again, and again, and once more. It was such a great deal I couldn't pass it up! The lady who passed away was an amazing quilter and had a whole 2 rooms full of fabric. Something like 300 bolts plus smaller amounts of fabric. It was crazy, but in a good way for me.
Now that I have a ton of fabric, I am no longer afraid to sew because I know even if I make 1,000 mistakes there is still no way I will get through all the fabric I have.
Smaller (fat quarters mostly):
I don't have pictures of all the scraps I have in about 10 extra large ziploc bags. Look at the post about my $3.00 deal to see how much fits in 1 bag.
It took a couple of tries. First I made a rough pattern and pinned it onto myself, then I made a version in white that had some problems. When I did this one I was able to improve even more and I'm happy with the way it turned out. The first day I worked up the courage to wear it Lincoln and I went to the park and he cut open his lip and bled all over the new shirt. At least he was ok and the shirt was too.