Friday, December 4, 2009

I Feel Like I Accomplished Something This Year

I am feeling good. I am pretty pleased with an accomplishment. I have finally finshed a quilt that I have been working on for 4 years plus I have finished two quilt tops. To some, that may not be a overwhelming achievement, but to me, it is huge! I started this levi quilt at Thanksgiving time in 2005. My mother-in-law, Betty Crossley, had passed away early that year and she had been a master quilter. Right before she passed away, she had presented me with a very special quilt that she had secreting been working on from items that I thought I had long since thrown aways. About 20 years prior, when I was working a grave yard shift at the police station as a dispatcher, I had crossed stitched some quilt blocks. It was an effort to try and stay awake during the long and sometimes unevenful nights. The blocks were a preprinted pattern and it turns out, not printed on squared (or even very good) material. I had no clue how to create a quilt from them. Betty had given me several suggestions over the years but nothing seem to work out, so after 4 moves and much frustration, I just threw them out. Unbeknownst to me, Ken pulled them from the garbage and sent them to his mother to see if she could do something with them. Christmas 2003, she presented me with the "Rescued Roses" quilt. It is so beautiful and amazing and a master piece of work. It really touched my heart that she would go to all that work for me. Then six weeks later for my birthday, she sent the pillows. I was surprised how just holding that quilt really connected me with her. Each time I see it, I think of the time and effort she took in finding just the right materials and all of the beautiful handwork. It truely is amazing. It now graces our West Wing



















I started thinking about quilting and what emotions it brought, so I thought I wanted something of my own. Of course, I didn't bother to get directions or ask for help, I never do and then am always astounded that things don't work out right. I just cut and pieced as I went. I often wondered what would Betty do? She may have liked the colors but she sure would have advised me against the folly that I was heading into. I decided that I would like to make my creation a "Levi" quilt because the squares looked like bandanas to me. Then I decided to back it will levi and then to hand quilt around the edges and in between the squares. Question: how do you quickly hand quilt two layers of levi material with batting? Trick question, you don't!!. I soon found that it was impossible, but I still wanted to do it (sure, like a machine quilting it isn't good enough!) so there are ten's of thousands of individual stitches around each block, between them and around the edges, looking OK on the top and TERRIBLE on the bottom. It is king sized and must weigh about 40-50 lbs. It is a monster; I sincerely wonder if a small child would not smother under the weight of it on a bed!!! It is done for the most part, I just have to find a machine strong enought to sew the binding together. It works for our Lincoln Bedroom.




My mother passed away this year. She had made two very beautiful unique quilts that contained a lot of artwork within them. They were given to my brothers. I don't mind that Mark and Dale have them, but I would have loved to have a quilt of her's (I did get an afgan.) So I decided that I was going to make at least 5 quilts so that each of my kids could have one. The levi quilt is going to be separate, someone would have to rent a Uhaul just do cart it away. These would need to be new quilts, where I actually paid some attention to quilting principles and patterns. My next quilt came about because of a Fons and Porter program that I saw once while on vacation. As a little girl, I was always captivated by kaliescopes. I would play with one for hours. So when I saw the program on Luminosity Stars, I knew that was for me. I have since found out that many call them Stack and Whack quilts. I ordered a back issue of their magazine (april 30, 2005) and started experimenting. I made several blocks and found it was fun to create such interesting patterns but could not find the bold patterns in the stores that were shown in the magazine. Again, I am new at this and did not realize that it had to be special ordered. But I did find materials that made "flower" shapes and since I love gardening, it was a good match. It did not take long to find that the quilt blocks were taking on a life of their own and were going to make a lovely old-fashion flower garden, which brought another childhood memory to mind. A primary song that I learned as a little girl back in the 50's called "My Grandmother's Old-Fashioned Garden". It always mean't a lot to me and so I call my quilt "Grandma's Garden".


Lyrics to "Grandmother's Old Fashion Garden"

My grandmother dear has a garden,/Old fashioned and quaint as can be/The flowers so rare, that none can compare,/'Neath the plum and apricot and cherry tree./Would you like me to show you the garden?/Then follow me now and we'll go/'Round the old grape-vine arbor, back of the walk,/ where the birds and the butterflies and flowers grow./The daisies and lilies are telling of grandmother's kind, tender care/ Sweet william and peas, Heliatrope and heartsease,/And violets, modest' tho fragrant and fair./I still long for my grandmother's garden;/With hollyhocks, stately and tall/ And sometimes in my dreams I see her, it seems,/My dear grandmother standing there close to the wall./ In my grandmother's old fashioned garden,/ There are flow'rs of every hue/ Daffodils, pansies, and hyacynths and old fashioned pinks are there too./I belong to my grandmother's garden,/I was picked from the family tree;/So out in my grandmother's old fashioned garden,/If you come there you will find me.


My daughter Carren came to visit in September and of course I had to show off my quilts and secret aquistions of material (yeah right, like Ken didn't know how much I was buying.) I was telling her of my plans for a vivid bright quilt that I was going to call "Tropical Sunset". She observed that I had my spring and summer quilt, I ought to do a fall and winter one. Oops, bad mistake, that started me thinking and casting all caution to the wind. In the same 2005 magazine, there was another quilt that I quite liked but never considered attempting until Carren made her comment. Suddenly, everywhere I went fabrics were somehow jumping into my cart. What could I do but to bring them home. Each day as I drove to work, the colors on the trees and bushes became so brillant to me, I just could hardly take them all in. I wanted to make sure that each color was in my quilt. Every day I would try to notice all the trees and flowers, the combination of colors, and whether they were included...and this fall was the best ever because I took time to appreciate it. Imagine that! I just finished this quilt top yesterday and it is going to be called "Autumn Breeze" because it reminds me so much of the colorful leaves swirling about the yards.



Thanks Betty and Mom. I think I appreciate my world a little more because of you two. Next year will be summer and winter. I am not sure what I am going to do with all of the great "hawaiian" material that somehow made their way home. Hmmm.....

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Being a Grandma is not half bad





Allie is so beautiful and has the cutest hair. Where did she get curly hair? She is such a good baby too. I got to hold her for hours, it was so sweet. I am afraid that Scott has doomed himself to coaching girl's basketball. Allie is off the charts in height. What can I say, she is a Crossley. Story goes that when the Crossley ancestor in Leeds, England died, they had to leave the hearse carriage doors open to let the coffin stick out because he was so tall.

Janna was gone two days and we were feeling that the nest was a little too empty, so we invited Jackson to have a "sleep-over" with Grandpa Bear. It makes me smile just to think about the nice time we had. Some of the cute things he said: we were shopping and I kept wandering up and down the aisle because I couldn't decide on something. I just he was getting sea-sick in the cart because he finally said "Grandma, get your head around it". Thanks Scott, I wonder where he learned that. He also talked me into a pumpkin that had to be carved at our house so it would scare the snakes away. Apparently his throwing my onions at them, does not work. I got a little teary eyed on Sunday when we pulled into the church parking lot and he said "This is Janna's church, is Janna inside?" He is so smart.


















Wednesday, September 2, 2009

#1 I have no passion for fashion

It is pretty sad that the extent of my fashion sense is trying to decide between K-Mart or Shopko. Then the biggest challenge is to avoid seeing your reflection in the glass doors on the way in. Fashion expert is not my passion.

Random Thoughts

* More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.
* I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
* The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This recentlybecame all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again.
* There is a great need for sarcasm font.
* How the heck are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?*
* Was learning cursive really necessary?
* Lol has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".
* I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.
* MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
* Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.*
* You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.
* Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.
* "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever or "says who!"
* While watching the Olympics, I find myself cheering equally for China and USA .No, I am not of Chinese descent, but I am fairly certain that when Chinese athletes don't win, they are executed*
* As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
* I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
* I wonder if cops ever get annoyed at the fact that everyone they drive behindobeys the speed limit.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

OK, so I am not the greatest cook, and never will be. but...

Loved the show!! It was great. Meryle Streep did a famous job and it was really a hoot to watch. They did a wonderful at directing, throwing in the cutest bits of trivia and spiced it up a bit with a litte romance. It was a winner for me. I have thought a lot about it the last couple of days. Partly because of my cooking. I am on the OK-side of being an average cook. I have had some real dosies pop out of the oven. Sometimes I wonder were in heck did they come from because it certaing wasn't the imagined creation that I put in. (Wow, I am so surprised that you instantly thought of the brownies!! ya, I have heard it all before.) Then I have had some actually made some really tasty things. But I think the whole jest of the movie was about how much time and effort do you really want to put into something you are passionate about.





I am not passionate about cooking! I just am not. I have no desire to go into such detail to cook a meal that will be eating in 10 minutes or less and absolutely no conversation carried on in the process. If it were an event, that would be different, but honestly most food is inhaled so fast around here, no one would even breath long enough to know there is something different. So I really am not concerned. I do however want to sometime before I die, cook a really good "moist" roast, and to maybe do a boneless duck wrapped in dough. It will happen, I will do it.



So the question is.....what am I passionate about? What would be the one thing that I would spend a year of constant effort on? What would I give so much for to accomplish? Hmmmmm, I am not sure. I am going to have to give this a lot of thought. Updates to follow. This will be my "Julia Child's Moment".



Sunday, August 2, 2009

Time is marching on FAST!!!!

We spent Saturday night at Red Robin to celebrate DJ's birthday. It was a cozy (very) and nice evening. I guess it is important to get as many people setting shoulder to shoulder so that they can all feel close and connected. 4 adults, 8 drinks, 4 meals, a platter of chips and dip, forces one to really pay attention to what is going on. Actually I liked it a lot. I am sure that DJ would have preferred to have dinner with the "red-haired" girl or to get some sleep because he was up all night and had to work on Saturday, it was great to talk about to my kids. It is fun to see the personalities that they have grown in to, to hear about the things they are doing, to hear about their friends and plan for the futue. Things are moving ahead, except........for the fact that Dalllin still ordered the 5 alarm burger (even though they don't make it any more) and an orange-cream shake. Same thing he has ordered for the last 10 years. It is time to move on.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Correction to my first blog

I am trying to learn, so I just want to explain. It is suppose to read "Hare Kirshna Temple and high school bands...".

Summer just doesn't get any better than this.








Spanish Fork has a great home town parade celebrating the 24th of July (Pioneer Day in Utah). One of the best parts of the day is having family around, so this year was especially great. We borrowed Jacks for the night and let Scott and Lori had some rest. It was completely selfish on my part because it was so fun to have him around. Janna was the best because she did all the work.


Dallin brought Jacks down from SLC after he got off work. Jacks walked in the house with his Spiderman backpack, started unloading all of his treasures, two Spiderman toys, a truck, McQueen pillow, his "comfy,warm blanket" and his McQueen blanket and showed them all to Grandpa Bear. We blew up a big air mattress for him and Janna to sleep on in the front room, which only proved to be a big trampoline (or lauching pad) for Jacks to jump up on Grandpa Bear. With the trampoline, popsicles and goodies, he was not going to let Janna get any sleep.

The next morning, we walked down to the middle school where the parade started. The weather was absolutely perfect and the parade was complete with bagpipers, floats, candy tossing marchers, wagons and horses (and the results of many horses), a complete section from the local Hara Kirsand high school bands sadly missing 3/4's of all their members. It is safe to say it would take about 76 such bands to come up with 76 trombone players.



Dallin brought Liberty along. A man came up and asked me if he could pet her. He just stroked her for the longest time telling me about his cocker spaniel he had when he was growing up. He sighed, got up, thanked me and left.



Scott, Lori, Kendall, Chelse, Dallin and Janna were over at the house for a pickle party. It was fun for me because a lot of the stuff, I got out of our garden; tomatoes, sweet onions, cucumbers, peppers, zuccuni and lots of beets that I pickled. In the evening, we went out side to throw some snappers. It was really funny because Jacks couldn't throw them hard enough to make them snap. No matter what he did, he could not get them to pop. So his dad and uncle decided to show him how to do it. They brillantly took turns throwing handfuls on to each other's backs. Do not try to do this at home because it does hurt and does leave welts. That's my boys. It really funny because then Jacks started throwing them at Scott and got them to pop!