Gratitude

A few more vintage pictures today. I hope you’ll indulge me one more time. This is my mom and my grandfather in 1951.


Yesterday was my adorable grandfather’s funeral. If December days could be gorgeous, this one would qualify – especially after being inundated by snow last week. Beautiful sun and warmer temperatures, but lots of pretty, clean snow covering the ground.

My grandparents were classy. They were the kind of grandparents that would take you to the symphony, but also enjoy a great episode of the Muppet Show or a rousing college football game. They were funny too.


This is me and my sister on the way home from our first trip to Disneyland.
At 99 and 3/4 years old, his passing was not unexpected, but it was still an emotional day. However, most of my tears yesterday were tears of gratitude. Gratitude for the kind people who took care of him in his final years. Gratitude for the time I’ve been able to spend with him as a significant part of my life. Gratitude that my own children had the opportunity to know him. Gratitude for the opportunity to hear others pay tribute to him. Gratitude for the legacy of kindness he left behind. Most of all, gratitude to Jesus Christ for making it possible for me to be with them again! Even though my grandpa is no longer with us physically, I continue to feel his love and presence in my life.

P.S. Many thanks for your kind thoughts. Back to quilting soon. I’m itching to work on my projects.


Merry Christmas

I adore this picture – my mom visiting Santa in San Francisco over 50 years ago.

I hope you have all had a lovely holiday! Lot’s of snow here, but sometimes it’s fun to be snowed in for Christmas. Makes it feel cozy.

One bit of happy sadness at our house, my Grandfather died one day before his 100th Christmas. Sad because we love him so much. Happy because he’s free from his worn-out body and he got to be with Grandma for Christmas!

I plan to return to the regularly scheduled blogging sometime next week after more family and funeral time.

In the mean time, have yourself a Happy little Boxing Day.


The quilts of Christmas Past

A couple of quilts from past Christmases.
I replace the Sunflower quilt on the weird landing with this log-cabin quilt at Christmas time and leave it up until spring or summer when I put the sunflower one back up. (Until I finally make something new and exciting to fit this space.)

The quilt on the couch is one I made for the store a couple of years ago from Moda’s Mistletoe Manor by Three Sisters. It’s pretty scrappy. We had over 50 different fabrics from the collection and I tried to incorporate them all.
As I pulled this quilt out again this year, I still really liked the colors. I really love the brown in there.
Here’s the back.
And a close-up of the print on the back. I’ve since used this in another quilt too. But it’s not finished. Maybe next year.
This is the one that stayed at the store. (Sorry about the bad picture.) We used different borders to show different looks (and sell more fabric.) There’s more pink in the store quilt because those fabrics were in the kit. I didn’t use as much pink in mine.
When I was done with the quilts and the kits there were a ton of scraps. So last year I finally put together a tree skirt and quilted it. I love it. It still needs a binding, but for now I just stick it under the tree. I thought it would get done this year. Maybe after Christmas. I still have more scraps and would like to make a table-runner too.
And to those who are thinking, “What?! Two blog posts in two days!” Well it happens when you let your husband take your car to work because his car isn’t as good in the snow. And your son is at his last day of preschool for 2 weeks.

Why does Christmas always come at the busiest time of the year?

Some reasons I haven’t posted a blog post in nearly a week.

First: It snowed. A bunch. And it’s going to keep snowing for the next week. Which means a lot of shoveling. I have to admit I’m still sick of shoveling from last year’s snow.

But it looks festive and at least it makes it feel like Christmas outside. I wouldn’t mind the snow if I could stay inside all day and just look at out the window.

Second: Busy kids.

Here is making the annual gingerbread house. I loved making gingerbread houses growing up, but my mom was the one who had the frustration of making and cutting out the gingerbread pieces, making the frosting and trying to hold the structure together.

I still remember this angst and wasn’t ever too excited to fill the mother-role in gingerbread house construction.

Then, along came gingerbread house kits!! My brother-in-law gave us one two years ago and we loved it. And a new tradition was born. I love the ones from Costco. Ten dollars and all I have to do is open the wrapper and it’s ready to go!


We are definitely not in it for the delicate beauty, but for the fun (and the sugar), so I just let the kids run with it and try to keep them from eating too much of the candy right away.

Third. My turn to be in charge of the family calendar. (This is a tradition that goes back about 25 years when my mom would literally cut [with scissors] and paste [with a glue stick] a calendar grid together and mount a 5 x 7 photo on the top page.)

I thought I was so clever when I decided to do it all digitally. Instead it took me hours of frustration trying to figure out the Costco website and get it to upload my photos, then having everyone resend higher resolution pictures, etc.

At least I have it all figured out finally and it should go much faster next year. :)

Other fun things I’ve done this week: finish online shopping. Finish store shopping. Finish teacher gifts. Wrap and package all of our out-of-state shipping and overseas Christmas cards. Stand in line at the mail place to buy postage from the world’s most meticulous [read: slow] employee while my boys were going crazy and try to keep them from doing any damage I would have to pay for on top of my exorbitant bill.

And finally, I’m posting something to do with quilting. An actual finished project!

The finished Boyfriend quilt sample for the store where I work. This quilt was so named because it is all plaids, a little more masculine, and something you would give your boyfriend (or any other particular male or female you desire. Or yourself.)

Quilted and washed and ready to go.
I love how it turned out and I love how soft the quilt is when it’s washed and quilted.
Now I just need to make one for myself!Some time after all of this fun busy-ness calms down.