It's been a long two or three weeks. I've been in Las Vegas (an early celebration of my 40th birthday), Phoenix, and home. I've been doing a lot, but have not found much to say that is a cohesive thought. So you'll bare with my rambles I hope.
I'm working on projects to take with me to quilt market including some kitchen items including the little tea cozy above, and hopefully soon I'll be working on a large scale quilt. I'm waiting on getting my hands on a large amount of fabric. I've got the pattern made. Directions are almost done too, and are for public consumption. I can tell you from first hand experience now that if you design a quilt on paper, it maybe helps to work with scale in mind. I found out that it's pretty hard to go back and arrange the measurements to fit a design. May be kinda sorta a good thing to do that first. I dunno'. You tell me.
Vegas was fun. I was with my sisters and my mom. I hadn't told you yet, but Lara is pregnant again (Vegas wasn't exactly her idea of a rocking good time at the moment, but we all survived, including those of us who are not pregnant... so...).
My mom got me hooked on the darn poker machines where a heck of a lot of cash was thrown down the darn toilet. We saw Jersey Boys... fabulous and a highlight of the trip. Another highlight was that incredible outlet mall in Vegas. We spent an entire day there, and other than that, we never left the Venetian, believe it or not. We ate, we spent, we left. Just what the Nevada visitor's bureau was hoping for.
And since this was the start of my kid's Spring Break, my brother in law flew out to San Francisco and DROVE back to Phoenix with Super Husband, super kids, and two insane labradors. I drove to Phoenix with my mom and sisters from LV.
Mostly a good time was had, and I got to see my friend Jona (
Fabritopia) and two of her kids. There are pics on her blog.
Unfortunately, the day after we arrived in Phoenix, my mom caught a virus (probably from those NASTY poker machines). And then things turned kinda' ugly. Poor mom mixed her blood pressure meds with Sudafed (don't do this). Her blood pressure dropped like a rock, and she passed out COLD. I mean... COLD. I heard her head hit the floor from across the house. It was midnight and my dad was screaming his head off, "Call 911!". I went running willy nilly not knowing what was going on and couldn't find a charged phone in the place. My dad didn't think she was breathing (she was). When I did find a phone, thank goodness she had already come to, but she looked like something the cat dragged in (sorry, Mom) so we got the paramedics and they took her to the hospital.
But you know what she says as we are waiting for the paramedics? "I can't go to the hospital. Look at my hair.". I love it.
She spent the rest of the time we were in Phoenix in the hospital. Pretty awful. But thank God not worse.
On Friday, we made the trek back to San Francisco in record time. Don't tell CHP, but we got back in 11.5 hours. We made TWO stops the whole way back. Unheard of for us. I will tell you we were a bit hungry by time we got back, but we were back.
Since then I've been mostly on a tear. I'm getting ready for quilt market, I've got a project I'm working on that I can't wait to tell you about but I do not have permission as yet to speak, I'm working on my next fabric line, there are bag orders looming, and good grief is there isn't paper work out the ying yang.
So that's that. Below: a couple some bags I've been working on, and I'm off. Back to the grind.
These are for some Frannie Bags...
The one above is for a present... wanna' guess who it's for? Is it for you?
I think I might be loving this fabric combo.
And, this one, I'm tempted to keep, but it's a special request from a customer. I made two, so we'll see...I'll probably put it on the website for sale. I can't say I don't have enough bags.
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