During this Christmas season I have a prayer in my heart as to what I can give when our family has been given so much. I sat down to lds.org tonight and found some great Christmas videos, thoughts, and ideas on how I can give for Christmas. If you can find the time, watch all the videos. I love them all. This one is especially touching. The father in this video is Josie's seminary teacher and his family. sweet. I didn't realize it until I showed my girls the video and they told me.
Merry Christmas. I love you all.
The Christmas Spirit
Friday, December 18, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
Quilt Festival

Mom:
"Hey, if you have a really good week at school and can choose a Friday reward. What will it be!"
4th grader who got summeritis back in January:
"Oh, I know! finish my quilt maybe......?"
Mom:
"That would be a good thing..........I'll work on that."
So I did. I guess i was a little surprised at how much he wanted his quilt. Friday rewards are usually things like renting a movie, or your own box of your favorite cereal. Who knew how anxious my 10 year old was for a quilt made by his mom.
Flashback: As a girl of seven I had a grandmother who made quilts. On one of her visits my shyness was pushed aside when I opened my mouth and asked "Grandma, why haven't you made me a quilt? " Where did that come from? I'm sure I embarrassed my mother when this question just popped out of nowhere. To my little frame of a mind it was a deserved question that came straight from the heart. Missy and Wendy had quilts. Doll quilts. You know the one. The silhouetted pioneer girls with bonnets in pretty pastel calico prints.
The next time Grandma came to visit she had a quilt in her arms. Just for me.
I still have her quilt. It is neatly folded and hangs on a ladder in my family room. My kids know not to touch it.

This memory had to come from a little nudge from my son. Now I have a quilt for all my kids in progress.
for all you quilters......Thanks for your visit!
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
the machine is in the shop
















I hope to have it quilted for Christmas. Maybe it will be a gift for someone special....









Until next time.... happy sewing......or whatever you do in your spare seconds in the day or night. I'm sure you are fabulous in what you do.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Valentines Delivery
We went to school and made the traditional valentine mail boxes made of construction paper and doilies, slopped together with thick paste. I still remember the taste. Ah, come on, we all tried it at least once! The paste was too tempting! We would swap valentines and eat sticky things like cupcakes with pink frosting. then we would walk home in the snow and dump our loot on the living room floor and start sorting. There would be a pile of valentines from the girls and another pile from the boys. Most of these were ripped up because i was embarrassed of the thought of stinky boys giving me valentines. Then we would count them and between friends compare numbers. Tiffany would always get more than me for some reason. She was always one grade ahead of me.
more cookies and valentines would be prepared for nighttime delivery. this is when the real fun began. We would leave our pretty Valentines on the doorsteps of beloved friends, ring the bell and RUN! Once we were home again we would peek out our window and try to spy on our valentines. Later in the evening mischief would begin. The older boys would always do the string trick. We would open the door, bend down to pick up the valentine and it would mysteriously fly away. Hidden laughter in the shaking trees would reveal their presence ending in snow flying in a sudden dash. The darkness would keep everyone anonymous. After one of these pranks I would leave it up to Kimmy and Brad to answer the door for the rest of the night. Valentines was always a late night. Even on a school night!
Happy Valentines Day!
consider yourself dingdongditched!
Friday, February 6, 2009
Another Passion

I rummaged through my box and found a collection of fabric that I bought over a year ago. I think I will use it for a mystery quilt that I will be making at quilt club next month. But that's next month. remember, i have an itch and have to scratch! so i rummaged some more and discovered Christmas fabric that i purchased back in October. I thumbed through my patterns and searched online and within minutes came up with a project. Before I knew it i was slicing and at the same time ignoring dinner.
The next morning i began sewing blocks and rows and in a couple of hours my top was complete. Well, almost. It's kinda boring if you ask me. There's something that goes on top. It's really cool and I'm excited about it. When it's done I will share.
PS. I know, Christmas is over. I really wanted to do something Valentine-ish but didn't have the right colors on hand. Maybe I'll start something pink and red right before Easter!
What's you're passion? Wipe away those winter blues and get busy!
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Passion

My passionate husband made this birthday cake just for me. A very chocolaty cake. Chocolate is one of my passions. David isn't passionate about chocolate however. but he made it for me because he loves me. He is passionate about me, that is for sure, and many other things. One is a creative challenge. Anything that will stimulate his brain. Weird.
Everyone is passionate about something. Like my sis-in-law Venita. Her passion is thrift. My friend Linda's passion is Disneyland. My friend Michele's passion is her husband Todd and art. Just last weekend I discovered that my 7 year old niece Abby is passionate about avocados. Who knew? My daughter Josie is passionate about reading. So is my friend Jenn. Another friend, Pamela, is passionate about her Dogs and lavender. Lately my sis-in-law Aimee is passionate about getting an uninterrupted nights sleep. Heaven. My sister Kimmy and I have similar passions. But I don't think she is as passionate about chocolate as I am.
Just yesterday i had an itch for another passion of mine. I will tell you soon but I'll give you a hint. It involves a box of fabric and a free Amy Butler pattern that i found online!
Saturday, January 31, 2009
A Treasure
just can't be a birthday without cake!
Honestly.


with love.
And a Celebration Banner...of course!And Wait..........
mini cupcakes for fine fingers!
Rachel's been waiting patiently all year for this.
A rag dolly named Ann
that Grandma Judy stitched
All the grand girls received this birthday treasure this year.13 Years agoI received a Treasure.
I was on a girls night out.....a fine Italian Restaurant in downtown Milwaukee Wisconsin, lakeside. A Saturday night. Thanksgiving weekend.
Sydney said, "You're not eating Jill"
"I'm having contractions, but I'm fine." I answered calmly. I wasn't fine.
A couple more minutes into appetizers Irene said, "you're still not eating or drinking."
Before I knew it Sydney had the waitress boxing up our meal in a flash. We borrowed the house phone to call the daddy.
All eyes were on our party as we stood up to exit in a hurry.
The man sitting next to our table smiled and asked "Now, which one of you ladies is in labor?"
Irene was only a couple of weeks behind me, calmly gestating, while my gestating was stirring havoc.
Sydney quickly ushered us out of the restaurant and into her red mini van.
We beat daddy to the hospital. All the nurses in the ER were just as confused as the diners at the restaurant.
"Which mother will be admitted tonight honey?" the nurse asked us sweetly.
I crawled into bed just as david came into my room.
"Ready to have a baby tonight?" he asked as he walked to the bed and kissed my forehead.
"This baby is ready" I answered as I looked up into his eyes wanting to cry.
Standing just outside my door Syd and Irene waved goodbye.
A couple of hours later Rachel,
a beautiful round pink baby girl
was born.
We were so
HAPPY.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
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