Just another day in my life

The week has pasted by in a blur. Last Wednesday started the day from "(&$!:
Joseph got stung on the face by wasps, so I cancelled a trip across the bay with friends, I felt uncomfortable leaving him home alone doped up in Benedryl.
I have been dealing with a back ache since going to Disney World the previous week. I took some pain meds I had and went to bed and that is when Kari called after her wreck.
I finally was able to go to the doctor on Monday and she put me on all types of meds and two WONDERFUL shots!
Now it is Wednesday and the shots are gone and the meds aren't nearly as great as I first thought.
UGH My back!

Tomorrow the moving company representative is coming to survey the house and decide how big of a truck and how many packers we will need.
We have piles all over the house of things we want and things we don't.
If all goes as planned the movers are to arrive the 29th to pack us and we should be in Florida unpacking boxes by the 2nd.

As ready as I am for all of this to finally be over and for us to be together in the new house I am sad for it to be here. I am already missing my friends.
I thought I would get to see some of them tomorrow for one last hurrah, but it looks like it won't happen since I am still taking pain meds and muscle relaxers, it would probably not be good to mix them and driving.

I finally heard from my family in Houston. Everyone is accounted for so I feel better.
My sister had surgery today to open a blockage in a vein in her groin. If all goes well she can go home tomorrow. I'm praying all goes well, Joy has been through so much.

Later,
Diane

Giving Thanks

For a long time we have told our children "Nothing good happens after midnight" I'm going to change that to 10pm.

My daughter left our house to go pick up a friend's child and as she was leaving from picking him up she called her daddy to tell him something. Kari has a way of starting a conversation on the phone and last night was no different.

The phone rang, Ray answered and I could hear "Hi Daddy!" she says a few things then I hear Ray say, Kari?, Kari? Kari?

My heart starts racing, knowing something is wrong but there is nothing we can do.

Finally after what felt like 10 minutes her phone disconnects and we hang up and it immediately rings again. We hear her voice but it is no longer happy and cheerful she is crying saying she needs him because she is bloody.

Needless to say the next several hours is a complete blurr.

She is going to be fine. She is covered in scrapes, raspberries and bruises.

I am so thankful to God I still have my daughter!

Diane

Show quilt

This is my guild's show quilt. I LOVE the applique!

You asked for it!

Anyone who has known me for more than a day, no make that an hour knows I usually just talk and worry about what I have said later. These same people also know I am not a stranger to being wrong. I don't have a problem with being wrong, but I would rather be right.

As I was at guild meeting yesterday, we were looking at show and tell.

Someone in the audience asks the name of the block, and when no one answered I offered "it's shaded nine patch, 4 blocks to make the design" At once I am disagreed with. Not a problem, but I know I am correct, so I say yes it is. Again she disagrees with me, and here is where I should have put my hands over my mouth , I looked at her and said "Yes, it is!" not loud, not rude, not even in a mildly raised voice, but with confidence.

Why do I feel the need to be right at this point? Why didn't I just shut up? I do not know, but I didn't. Next question is why didn't she feel the need to stop? I don't know but she didn't either. It was like children taking over, "I'm smart your dumb", "nu-uh! I'm smart and your dumb" Can you hear them on the playground? LOL UGH!

After years of serving as Workshop Chairman at the guild I have had opportunity to get people to teach many classes and in doing that was able to take most of these classes. One of them being a scrappy class taught by Karen called Shaded Nine Patch. This was the block she taught, so that is how I came up with the name.

I got home and looked at pictures of my quilts and googled shaded nine patch and came up with a link and shared it with the guild email list. Honestly I was not trying to be as pot stirrer, I was really trying to help the person who had asked the name of the pattern. Now I am getting emails from the other child on the playground still disagreeing. Really I don't care anymore, we can stop this. Call it whatever pattern you like.

Now if you look at this pattern and come up with another name you can let me know. I promise I won't argue with you, I may call you a name though. LOL

Diane

Sometimes I should cover my mouth with both hands

I'm going to.
Diane

Life is good

Remember the other day when I was so excited that my friend Linda G. was binding my quilt? You will not believe it but less than ten minutes after I posted that tidbit Linda called me to say she was finished! WOOHOO!!!

I was so excited but didn't have time to post about it as I was headed out the door to a spur of the moment trip to Florida.

ANYWAY...I want to say a huge THANK YOU to Linda. I will be home in a few days and I will pick it up.

Linda has a smart way of putting a binding on a quilt. I found a blog that had instructions similar to what she shared with me so I will link to it since I don't have pictures of Linda.

Headed out the door to Disney for the evening.

Later

Diane

Taking care of business

I asked for suggestions on organization ideas once I move into the lease house and in exchange I would give away a pattern. Linda if you will send me your address I will get it in the mail as soon as I return home. I am in Florida but will be returning home in the next couple of days.

Later
Diane