tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40149305264898383522024-03-12T19:10:29.244-05:00Kath's CreationsI love to quilt! That is, I love to piece, applique, embroider, fondle fabric, I don't even mind ripping, if it means it will look better when I redo it.Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-55567988444391506262013-03-18T16:15:00.002-05:002013-03-18T16:15:58.701-05:00Embroidery Blog Hop - Coming Up Soon!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Yup! The time is drawing near for the unvailing of our embroidery work! If you will recall, the end of January I posted a little about an embroidery blog hop that Jane, over at "Jane's Fabric and Quilts Blog" was doing. (The button, Stitch Me Up, is on my side bar.) As I said earlier, I'm not very techy. (you know that word - that's not a word?) Anyway, this is the pattern and the thread I got from Jane and her friends so that I could be a part of this blog hop. I don't really understand all that I am supposed to do other than embroider this pattern and post it on my blog on "my day", which is March 21st. But don't worry! I will find out before then just what I am to do. I have a few more stitches to put in place between now and then.</div>
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No! Really! I took this picture a month ago! I have it almost finished! Just a few more stitches.<br />
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<br />Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-45895397489406052342013-03-18T14:08:00.001-05:002013-03-18T14:08:41.282-05:00<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Finally!!!! Found my way back in! I have tryed a couple of times to get back in here to post and it would not let me post! I don't know - I'm not very techy! (That's not a word, is it? You know what I mean.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I have been pretty busy though. One thing I have worked on since last post was cleaning up my sewing studio.</span><br />
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These pieces of fabric range from 1/2 yard to 8 yard pieces. Pretty hard to find what I want - and - if I spot what I want . . . . . it's usually the piece on the bottom! Of course!<br />
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I have enjoyed fondling all this fabric again. It's almost like "new stuff"! LOL<br />
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My dear friend over at Humble Quilter, Kathy Earley, was talking about getting card board pieces from Amazon.com that are for comic books. Comic book backing boards - they are 7" x 10 1/2" and the fabric wraps neatly around it and stands nicely on the shelf, so you can see what you have:<br />
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There! Getting better!<br />
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Above is one of the boards. It's a little heavier than regular poster board. I tried the poster board, actually I've used some poster board - I had to limit 1/2 yard cuts to that - they don't want to stand up so well.<br />
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You can see here, the boards are just the right size!<br />
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And, another shot of 1 of 4 sets of shelves of fabric! I used over 500 boards on pieces between 1/2 yard and 8 yards each. The fat quarters are still in the wire baskets (below), but I intend to redo those too . . . . one of these days. Of course before I finished all of this I jumped into another project, which I will post about a little later.<br />
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I would highly recommend this way of storage, as it is so much easier to see your colors and patterns; to pull out pieces to "audition" for a quilt and slide it right back in if you decide not to use it. Not to mention you get to touch and feel all that gorgeous stuff!!!! Obsessed? Me? Maybe.<br />
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Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-28929362085534193182013-01-25T16:17:00.000-06:002013-01-25T16:17:02.407-06:00Project Pictures<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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Kiara is wearing her apron and holding two of the super soft balls I made for Max (and her). The burp cloths are laying next to her - they have cute cotton fabric on one side and chenille on the other. The ABC fabric is the tub side mat - it has foam in it for Mommy to kneel on and it flops over the side of the tub with pockets to put baby wash and shampoo in. The little green thing with legs is just a soft cotton toy for Max to grab and chew on. Kiara asked if it was a crab, a jellyfish or a spider? Too funny.</div>
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This is the first apron I made for her, in the smallest size. The one she has on is the same pattern just the next size up.<br />
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Here is Max's quilt . . . . . with Max on it!!!! Oh! It is so much cuter with him on it! My, he looks tiny!</div>
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Oh how I wish I was there to snuggle in between them! Just adorable!<br />
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I still need to make a label for the quilt. I sent it off just hours before he was born. You know, he wasn't coming out until I got that quilt done and in the mail! Sorry I made you wait 3 days past his due date, Jen! LOL</div>
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Max David Fahmy</div>
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Kiara Marie Fahmy</div>
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<br />Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-69324784350157456482013-01-25T13:49:00.001-06:002013-01-25T13:49:45.521-06:00Michigan to Texas?<span style="font-size: large;">So, how did a Michigan farm girl wind up in the middle of Texas?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I'll start with January 1981. It was not starting out as a very good year. The factory where I had been working for 4 years was having trouble staying afloat. They would work us a few days and lay us off for a week or so. The outlook for the whole state was looking pretty bleak. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">A friend I worked with (Velda) had been talking with her aunt that lived in El Paso, Texas. Her aunt said that there were all kinds of jobs in El Paso. "Pack up and come stay with us!" So Velda and I came up with a plan. She would sell her car and fly to El Paso and check out the job market, then I would drive out there so that we would have a car, until she could get another one. (I didn't say it was a great plan!) By the first of February the plan was set in motion. Velda sold her car and flew to El Paso. For 2 weeks she hunted for a job. The plan was not quite working as drawn in our heads! Our idea of "all kinds" of jobs and Velda's aunt's idea seemed to differ . . . . . . a bit. So! New plan! At that time you could buy a Houston or Dallas Sunday newspaper in Michigan for about $5.00. It was worth it though because the "want adds" were huge!!!!!!! There were "millions" of jobs that I could do. (eye roll) No really - that's what I thought! Ok, then . . . . the "NEW" plan - I would drive to Dallas or Houston; get a motel room; Velda would fly in from El Paso and we would get a job and find an apartment and go from there. See - simple. Won't take long if you say it fast! I'm not sure how or why we decided on Houston, but we did so that's where I was going! <em>Side note: I was 23 years old, born and raised on a farm in the thumb of Michigan (about 80 miles north of Detroit). The biggest city that I would frequent was Port Huron. Which at the time did NOT even have a mall. In these 23 years I had never lived more than 30 miles from my family. And, as I look back, I was not the brightest bulb in the box!</em></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">On with the trip. February 18, 1981, I packed my little 1976 Mustang, Cobra II with my worldly possessions and off I went. Mom was not thrilled, but glad I was trying but I think Dad didn't like it at all. He didn't say anything to me about it until years later, but said he worried because I could get lost going to town! (We lived 4 miles, straight shot, from town.) He liked to tease, but really was worried.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Not to worry! I had gone to AAA and pretended to know what I was doing (like I was a member) and had them map out my trip with a handy little "trip tick" they called it, with my route highlighted. I was good to go!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Mom made me promise I would be off the road by dark and call as soon as I was settled in a room every night. No problem. First night I was barely out of Ohio. Second night I was in West Memphis, Arkansas. During this check-in Mom told me that she had talked to my Aunt Jenny and that Jenny told her that my cousin, Vince, lived somewhere near Houston. (You know how crazy that sounds to me now? Now that I know what Houston looks like? Now that I know that Houston actually starts about Conroe and extends nearly to Galveston!?) </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Webster to be exact. Any way, they thought that I should have Vince's number in case I could make it by to see him while I was there. Cool! I hadn't seen Vince in years! It would be wonderful to stop by for a visit. Why back when we were in 5th and 6th grade, he and his family lived just a few miles from me for a year while his dad (a career military man) was in Viet Nam. We were buds! (Some great stories there! Later) So, after talking to Mom, I called Vince. (Don't remember the exact conversation now, but it was something like this . . . . . .) Me: "Surprise! It's cousin Kath! I'm going to be coming into Houston this weekend and Aunt Jenny said that you lived somewhere near, so I thought we might get together for a visit."</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Vince: "Hi! Ah. . . . you're where?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Me: "Well, right now I'm in Arkansas, but should be getting into Houston tomorrow."</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Vince: (Still not sure he is hearing me right) "And you are coming to Houston for . . . . . "</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Me: "To work, to live! I'm moving there!"</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Vince: "You have a job and a place to stay?"</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Me: "Well, no. Not yet, but I will.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Anyway, I told him "the plan" and looking back I'm thinking he must have thought, "My dear Lord! She must be on drugs!" "My dear cousin has lost her mind!" But he calmly told me that I should go right on through Houston to Webster and don't stop till I get there. He gave me all the needed information to get to the apartment complex where he lived and I went happily to sleep.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Day 3 . . . . . . . WAS A NIGHTMARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What. In. The. World. Was. I. Thinking!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Arkansas was not a problem, but when I got to Texarkana, it turned to crap quick! 32 years ago the expressway system was a little rough. There was no smooth transition from I40 to Hwy 59. You had to hunt and search!!!!!!!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Ok - found Hwy 59 south to Houston. Whew!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Now, somewhere between Texarkana and Houston, I needed gas. Looking, looking, looking, ooooohhh, looking, OK! There's one. There I am, pumping gas, and here comes the station attendant (they still have those? even then?) Attendant: Hi there! Need some help?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Me: Hi! No thanks! I got it.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Attendant continues to get closer. I mean closer! "Are you sure you wouldn't like some help?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">OH CRAP! I look around and there is no one around! I mean NO ONE! "Ummm, no really, I got it." Then he touched me! YIIIKKKEEs! That's it! I handed him the money and the gas hose, put the cap on and hauled butt!!!!!!!!!!!! I was almost hysterical!!!!!! A few miles down the road, actually probably almost a hour down the road, I realized in my hurry to get out of there, I took the wrong road! Again I was almost hysterical. Ok, OK just get the map out and get your head on straight. I found my way back to 59, thankfully without having to go back by that gas station! </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">All calmed down now and just ready to BE THERE! Just about dark and I see a sign that says "Houston Intercontinental Airport". "Cool", I thought, "that's where I can pick up Velda! I'm here!" WRONG! It's over an hour before I see a sign that says "Houston City Limit". CRAP! Traffic flying around me like the Indianapolis 500!! Then there it is! In all it's lights and towering skyscraper glory! Downtown Houston! WOW! How cool is that!? Honk, Honk!!!!! Whoa! Sorry!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">WHAT IN THE WORLD WAS I THINKING!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Ok, Ok 45 south, ok, got it.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Eldorado Blvd. exit - great! got it! Wait! What do I do now? Where's the road? Is this it? or is that it? CRAAAAPPP! Don't honk at me! I'm lost! Ok, ok, just pull into this mall. Crap! I wish it wasn't dark! Pay phone, good, I'll just call Vince. Shoot! how many of these numbers do I dial? Is it a local call or long distance? CRAP! Third try - ring, ring, "Vince! I'm at a BIG mall, I can't find the road! Get back on what? The feeder? What's that? Oh - ok, I think. Go to the overpass and come back on the other side and take a right. Ok - got it. I think."</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">There it is, Eldorado Apartments, now to find number 911. What the heck? How many buildings are there in here? The biggest apartment complex I've ever seen only had 4 apartments in it! How in the world am I going to find #911! I'll just have to park the car and walk around. There's 5 or 6 guys on a balcony, I'll ask them. "Excuse me. Could you tell me where apartment number 911 is?"</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">"Would you settle for 909?" "No, thanks" I'll just keep walking - I must be close. Now I'm walking in between the buildings, it's dark, I can't read the apartment numbers, I'm scared, tired and really feeling I screwed up beyond repair and I hear, "You looking for me?" I look up and at the top of the stairs was a tall, slim good looking young man with a beard. I was just about to say, "No! I'm not looking for you!" But instead I said, "Vince?" Oh My Goodness! I found him! Praise the Lord! I couldn't even make it all the way up the steps! I sat down and started, wait scratch that, continued to cry and he came down to give me a hug!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">And there, my friends, is where my life as a Texan began.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Over these 32 years, most of the trials and rough spots have faded but I will forever and always remember that Friday evening in February, 1981 when God sent an angel to save this Michigan farm girl from being swallowed up by the big city of Houston, Texas!!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">God bless you my dear Vince!</span><br />
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I thought that today I would show a few little things I have made recently. One being a sweet little baby quilt for my dear little Max. <br />
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Also in the care package were a few helpful items for Mommy. Burp cloths, pacifier clips, bib clips, a nursing cover and a bath tub mat. But I can't find the picture I took of all of this. Maybe I can get Jan and Jen to snap a couple of pictures for me.</div>
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I should have known better than to try organizing my pictures! I just spent most of the afternoon making folders and moving pictures around. I guess if I've only lost a couple I did pretty good.</div>
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Here's a close up of one of the blocks in the above quilt. Sweet! Just like Max!</div>
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This sweet little set, quilt and crib side storage, I made for good friends of ours that are new Grandparents. Bless their hearts, the baby was born in August and I had this finished in September and it's still sitting here on the table. I hope I get it to them before she outgrows a crib!</div>
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This is due, in part, to Jane over at Jane's Fabric and Quilts blog. She is doing an embroidery blog hop and has inspired me to blog about the things I love most to do!<br />
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Since it's been so long, it would probably be best to, almost, start over. But I think just a little splash of info from here and there will do. Let's start with most recent happenings and work backwards . . . . . . . kinda . . . . . . . <br />
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My dear sweet Niece Jennifer and her husband Claudio had a sweet baby girl, Kiara Marie on July 10, 2009. This picture was actually taken in September of 2010.<br />
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This one was taken this past summer - Kiara is kissing her baby brother, Max! To bad the whole picture doesn't show - Kiara has her lady-bug dress and wings on and she is on her tippy toes to kiss Max. Too cute!</div>
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Here she is holding little brother Max! She is now 3 and loving being a big sister!<br />
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Max arrived on January 7, 2013, weighing 8lbs, 3oz. and was 20 1/2 inches long. He is one week old here and such a good baby! That's what Gramma and Mommy said anyway!<br />
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Amanda, too, had a July baby . . . . Jamal.</div>
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Also taken June 2011 - this is Jamal's brother Andre (front) and their Uncle Jerry behind him. These all belong to my youngest brother, Paul.</div>
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His second child is Leah, who lives in California and is a sweet young woman with no kids as of yet. (But she does have a Pug - Bella)</div>
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And his youngest! Jerry Lee Elston. Named after his Grandpa! They are all growing way to fast! It would be bad enough if I saw them every day - but seeing them only once a year . . . . . . . STINKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
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This was taken just this past summer at Jamal's 3rd birthday party at a park in Marlette. My handsome little guys!<br />
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Wait, wait! Don't go anywhere! I'm not done! I have 3 more Nephews and 2 more Great Nephews! Hang on . . . . . these 5 are alot harder to get pictures of! <br />
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From left to right: Jason, Arend, Lee, Kim and Paul. <br />
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This is Jan (left) and my sister-in-law Florence (Lee's wife)<br />
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Now for my other two wonderful Great Nephews. These two boys are amazing! They belong to Jason and Diana: Jason and Cole<br />
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This was Jason's 13th birthday - October 2011. He is an amazing and Godly young man! I just wish everyone I know could meet him and visit with him.<br />
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God bless our little angel! He has been examined and tested and poked and looked at by every specialist we can find. No one can give a clear, complete diagnosis. Jason and Diana and little Jason all do everything in their power for him and a whole lot of praying. Your prayers are always welcome too, of course.<br />
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Little Cole has the sweetest most angelic face, ever! This is Diana, Cole's Mom. A wonderful, loving woman. Strong in so many ways! Spiritually, emotionally and believe it or not, physically when it comes to taking care of Cole. She is a tiny little thing and can not open a jar of pickles for anything! But seems to handle Cole with ease. God gives you strength when and were you need it! Praise the Lord!<br />
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Of course my dear Jason does his part too. There is no doubt about it, Cole is well cared for and loved very, very much!<br />
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Just to clarify a little; this is "us": Lee, Jan, Kathleen and Paul. All those kids above . . . . . are theirs! No - they are all mine too! I love them all! Each and every one! I'm just "Crazy Ol Aunt Kath" or "Crazy Ol Great Aunt Kath"! Just the way I like it!<br />
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Well, thanks for letting me go on about my Michigan family! I sure do miss them, but taking this little walk down memory lane with you introducing them all too you has really been fun! For me anyway! I hope you enjoyed meeting them.<br />
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I'm going to try to pop in here more often with tid bits of family and a few of my creations too. So come on back now! Ya hear?<br />
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Yes! We are really here! A real, all natural, real life FOREST! Big trees, lakes, rivers, water falls, bears, buffalo, elk, antelope, wolves, deer! eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! I was soooooo excited! So was everyone else, but this is my story! LOL<br />
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</div>Another turn out gave us this picture op. This one lead to a hiking trail, but the trail was closed due to a recent fire in the area that left some trees unstable and unsafe for hikers. A man and his son were all geared up for the hike when the man read the information and the son replied that he just couldn't leave without a hike! His father promised there would be another trail up the road that they would be able to take.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">At this point we are nearing the northern part of the park and then entered the John D. Rockefeller, Jr. Memorial Parkway that connects The Grand Tetons National Park with Yellowstone National Park.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">That's right! Next stop YELLOWSTONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WooooHooooo!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/TGL_ml4yigI/AAAAAAAABCI/incWsToOoE4/s1600/100_0463.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/TGL_ml4yigI/AAAAAAAABCI/incWsToOoE4/s320/100_0463.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">After going through the south gate we crossed over this river/creek. The sign said "Crawfish Creek". Just over the bridge was a turn out. From the looks of the water at the bridge . . . . we just might have ourselves a waterfall. </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/TGLwQfjipbI/AAAAAAAAA_4/jaX59K-zGYc/s1600/DSC00920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/TGLwQfjipbI/AAAAAAAAA_4/jaX59K-zGYc/s320/DSC00920.JPG" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">So we pulled in and parked, gathered our cameras and binoculars and followed the trail to this:</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/TGLxZ12CGQI/AAAAAAAABAQ/LLnS76AckmU/s1600/DSC00925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/TGLxZ12CGQI/AAAAAAAABAQ/LLnS76AckmU/s320/DSC00925.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">UhOh! Do they have any clothes on? </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/TGLw1zT2zHI/AAAAAAAABAI/llnt6fYtpck/s1600/DSC00923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/TGLw1zT2zHI/AAAAAAAABAI/llnt6fYtpck/s320/DSC00923.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">That's right! The clown JUMPED!!!! Can you believe it! No - I don't know the guy. He most certainly wasn't one of us!!!!!!!!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">He survived, but I bet he was searching for at least one leg of those shorts where the sun doesn't shine!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">A piece up the road we noticed the road side of trees giving way to this gorge. That is the Lewis River wwwaaaaaaayyyyy down there.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/TGLxyBwIIFI/AAAAAAAABAY/p8Bc7qXNXSY/s1600/DSC00931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/TGLxyBwIIFI/AAAAAAAABAY/p8Bc7qXNXSY/s320/DSC00931.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">It had started to rain on us a little, but a little water can't slow us down, much.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/TGLyhUWkpFI/AAAAAAAABAg/MXw79SxjK_A/s1600/100_0146.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/TGLyhUWkpFI/AAAAAAAABAg/MXw79SxjK_A/s320/100_0146.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Some of these turn outs were pretty scary. Wouldn't want to be standing around in a torrential rain! Could turn into a scene from <em>Romancing the Stone</em> with Kathleen Turner and Michal Douglas!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">We made our way to Old Faithful by around 3 pm. I could not believe the amount of people!!!!!!!!!!! This was like it's own little city!! Parking area after parking area. Of course there are places to stay right there at Old Faithful area. Snow Lodge and Old Faithful Lodge. There<span style="background-color: white;">'s a visitor Center, Post Office,</span> gas stations, picnic areas. Like I said there were people everywhere! We followed the signs to the basin where Old Faithful was and there near the front was a parking spot just for the Hughes and the Wells! We figured with an opening so close it would probably be an hour or more before it would go off again. But to our surprise it was posted that the next "blow" was going to be in the next 10 to 12 minutes. So we found a place among all the people and waited. It was pretty warm in the sun, so Wayne and I walled back to the trees and waited. I think the view was actually better back away from it a little so that you could see the whole thing.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">It was rather hard to catch it with a camera. I did a video of it, but for some reason, it would not upload here. So pictures will have to do for now. All these people were on the board-walk that forms a semi-circle around the geyser but there were hundreds more under the trees and roaming all around the complex. There were other smaller geysers smoldering around this area, but I didn't get any pictures of them going off. To be totally honest, I was not that impressed with the geysers. I expected more noise and maybe a little ground rumble. I did read somewhere that Old Faithful is not the biggest or the badest or most regular, but it is more regular that the rest, therefore being the most famous. I must admit that it is quite amazing the heat, pressure and such. It's just not my cup of tea, I guess you could say.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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This beautiful little river ran all through and around this area. It was so clear you could see every little rock and pebble! Even at 60 mph!<br />
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These antelope were grazing in this pasture as the guy was trying to bale it! They didn't seem too concerned about the equipment! <br />
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These were the only fences they used to keep cattle and horses in. It sure wouldn't be enough around here. We did see signs from time to time that said "Free Range Watch for loose livestock." I think anyone with livestock had large parcels of land. Livestock was always in large, wide open areas. <br />
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We were near Hoback Junction where "Margaret" (our GPS) messed us up, so that was the end of the picture taking until we found our way to the KOA. About 4 or 5 miles. <br />
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I was a little disappointed in the KOA. The sites were "postage stamp" size. And they had planted a tree in the middle of our site so we were unable to open our awning. But what the heck! We didn't spend that much time at camp anyway! <br />
Wayne and Nancy weren't too far behind us. They flew into Salt Lake, UT, rented a car and drove 6 hours to Jackson! We got to camp about 4 CST and they got there around 6:30 CST. Wayne had the grill going with pork chops and I opened a can of baked beans and fixed some mashed potatos! First night - GREAT! Off to the Grand Tetons in the morning!Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-4888020584412790192010-08-09T20:47:00.000-05:002010-08-09T20:47:17.008-05:00Woooooo Hooooo! What a ride!That was some trip! I had wanted to blog every day about all that I saw, but each day started around 8 a.m and didn't stop until 10 - 12 pm! So I'll go back and fill you in!<br />
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7-29-10: Amarillo, TX to Laramie, WY<br />
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The Texas and Oklahoma panhandles were full of these Wind Farms! They were everywhere! We could defiantly understand why too! There were times that the wind about blew us off the road! <br />
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Wayne was rather nervous pulling the car, so we chose to stay on 287 all the way to Limon, CO, took I70 to Bennett then secondary roads around Denver. All that would have been just fine if we had gotten on I25 north of Denver, but we went on west to catch 287 again . .. . . . and well . . . . first it started to rain . . . . . . then it was one town after another . . . . . . one stop light after another . . . . . Lafayette, Longmont, Loveland. All lovely towns, mind you, but very busy and scary in a motor home, pulling a car!<br />
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</div>Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-50082325344158586772010-07-28T22:15:00.000-05:002010-07-28T22:15:02.350-05:00And We're Off!Wayne and Randy took the motor home and car for a test run yesterday evening and filled them up:<br />
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</div>About 50 miles from Amarillo these great looking clouds showed up but only dropped a few little sprinkles on us. It was a pretty smooth journey to Amarillo. But for some reason "Margret" (our GPS) told us our camp ground was on the right instead of the left so we had to make a LARGE U-turn! But all is well, we made it safely.<br />
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</div>The Overnite RV Park in Amarillo is home for tonight. Quiet, lots of trees and landscape to help cover the sound of the highways. Even Teddy likes it!<br />
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Saturday, Wayne and Lloyd took the front bumper off and put the brackets for towing on and she is ready to haul!<br />
Now for the loading of the motor home! Crap! What to take! Weather forcast for Jackson, WY is for highes in the upper 60s and lows in the upper 30s! WooooooHooooo this is great for me! BUT that means I have to have both cool cloths and warm clothes!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> I'm so excited! Can you tell?</div>Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-32748925108772870372010-07-20T18:02:00.000-05:002010-07-20T18:02:06.605-05:00Working My Way BackMy husband and I have been planning a trip/vacation to Wyoming! I'm so excited! We have talked about wanting to go to all the National Parks for years now! This country has so many wonderful things to see and do, we want to do and see it all!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's finally going to happen! We will be leaving Texas on 7/28/10 in the motor home, hopefully pulling our "new to us" 07' Jeep Liberty. (That is, if he can get the parts he needs to put on the car in time to have them put on!) The first night Wayne wants to stay in Amarillo and have supper at the Big Tex Steak House. The second day will get us to Cheyenne or Laramie. (This will depend on which route we take - I guess he will surprise me! Not sure I like surprises.) Friday afternoon we should be pulling into and setting up camp at the Snake River Park KOA just south of Jackson, WY.<br />
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Wayne and Nancy Hughes are going to fly into Salt Lake, UT and drive to Jackson, WY were we will be camping. They have a cabin reserved.<br />
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Sunday we have reservations in Cody, Wy for the night, so we can tour some of the cool stuff there.<br />
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This is just a preview and something for me to get a grip on! It's so unbelievable that we are really going! I want to post every day as to what I have seen and experienced during our travels. So check back often! You can go vacationing with us!Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-42206715101455138372010-02-15T17:54:00.003-06:002010-02-15T17:57:33.420-06:00Oh me! Ol' Kath has not been very creative lately! Actually I have been pretty busy - just havn't been talking about it! So sorry my Wacky sisters! You have inspired me to get to it! No promises here - just going to try!<br /><br />Hang in there - I will be trying to get up to date!Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-59139619619709709202008-12-19T16:58:00.005-06:002008-12-20T09:24:54.380-06:00Final Count - 12 Inches!<div>Well, the final count is 12 inches of snow from 5am to 4pm! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Wheeeewww</span>! I had forgotten what it was like! I'm glad I don't have to deal with it every day all season! Having to go to work would really stink!</div><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUwvc6yQKiI/AAAAAAAAA5o/x8OgCBbb7PY/s1600-h/100_0821.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281648636861622818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUwvc6yQKiI/AAAAAAAAA5o/x8OgCBbb7PY/s320/100_0821.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUwvcmCcc4I/AAAAAAAAA5g/RNggOTBNI-U/s1600-h/100_0820.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281648631292392322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUwvcmCcc4I/AAAAAAAAA5g/RNggOTBNI-U/s320/100_0820.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUwvcPgD2OI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/Wn6lUY0lMV8/s1600-h/100_0819.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281648625242593506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUwvcPgD2OI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/Wn6lUY0lMV8/s320/100_0819.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Are you getting sick of looking at snow? Too bad - there's more coming!<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-30014740456010272302008-12-19T09:01:00.003-06:002008-12-19T09:37:40.149-06:00Worst Snow Storm of the Season!!!!!!We are expecting 10" of snow today!!!! My brother called this morning and said "Are you happy now!???!!!!" Well I am excited about the snow, but I do hate that many people have to make their way to work in this mess. Once it stops the main roads will be clear.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUu71BUL-PI/AAAAAAAAA4o/jmNyulkhG4o/s1600-h/100_0816.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281521507582605554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUu71BUL-PI/AAAAAAAAA4o/jmNyulkhG4o/s320/100_0816.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /> There is a paved road just beyond the pine tree in this picture.<br /><div><br /><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUu71Z5hcTI/AAAAAAAAA4w/K19NHecngfU/s1600-h/100_0813.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281521514181652786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUu71Z5hcTI/AAAAAAAAA4w/K19NHecngfU/s320/100_0813.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is looking off the side porch, the street is just beyond that pine tree.</div><div>My sister has been out to sweep off the porch twice since 6 this morning it is now 10:30 am and it needs it again.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUu71sOEjMI/AAAAAAAAA44/0Ah2CVOtrUE/s1600-h/100_0814.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281521519099677890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUu71sOEjMI/AAAAAAAAA44/0Ah2CVOtrUE/s320/100_0814.JPG" border="0" /></a>She cleaned this off just minutes ago - it is covered again.</div><div> </div><div>There is more to come Sunday and on and off all next week. I may be stuck here till spring. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /><br /><br /> </div><div></div></div>Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-5447314620212453112008-12-18T11:01:00.003-06:002008-12-18T12:05:32.396-06:00Looky What I Did!I was just looking at all the pictures that have collected on my camera and I realized I had not shown everyone some of the projects that have kept me off the computer lately. <div> </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUqMF7uvJKI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/-1_82ZuRiOw/s1600-h/100_0765.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281187546606281890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUqMF7uvJKI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/-1_82ZuRiOw/s320/100_0765.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div>I made Koozies for everyone I work with at the Post Office. For all the ladies I embroidered this little vintage blue bird and flowers on one side and</div><br /><br /><br /><div> </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUqMFYmBNqI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/4-AQplkyBJM/s1600-h/100_0764.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281187537174476450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUqMFYmBNqI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/4-AQplkyBJM/s320/100_0764.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div>Monogrammed their initial on the other side.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>They sure turned out pretty. I hope they like them.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUqMGGNMhBI/AAAAAAAAA4g/UXXmez_jEA0/s1600-h/100_0766.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281187549418390546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUqMGGNMhBI/AAAAAAAAA4g/UXXmez_jEA0/s320/100_0766.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div>The guys got one with something that they enjoy doing on it. Danny talks about playing golf, Johnny and his wife go camping, Henry is a preacher, Larry S. and Minwell like to deer hunt and Larry M. said something about Poker Night so I jumped on that for him.</div><div> </div><div>I didn't get them in bags and labeled before leaving for Michigan, so they won't get them until I get back. Oh well, they didn't know they were getting anything from me anyway. I'm always a day late and a dollar short! Sigh!</div>Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-50645906878259232032008-12-18T10:39:00.002-06:002008-12-18T10:54:34.218-06:00There's No Place Like Home!!!!!!!I have two! Michigan where I was born and raised and where my brothers, sister and all the kids live. Then there is Texas where I have spent the last 27 years of my life with my soul mate and many wonderful friends! Both are home to me, but being 1300 miles apart sure makes life rough!!! When leaving Texas Monday morning, I was very sad. I was already missing my dear husband and silly little dogs! But I was so looking forward to seeing the family! In a few weeks I will be missing Texas, my husband, dogs, and my Wackies and I will be ready to be home, but not wanting to leave everyone here! Oh the agony!<br /><br /><br /><br />For now though, I'm going to enjoy everyone here and call Wayne every day to tell him what all we did and find out how Texas is surviving without me and be happy for all my wonderful Blessing!<br /><br /><br /><br />I'll keep yawl posted on my goings on. Hugs - KathKathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-53383071820900286402008-12-18T09:39:00.007-06:002008-12-18T10:38:20.532-06:00Praise the Lord!!!!!<div><div><div>God sure does love me and watches over me! Again, just like last Christmas, I arrived at my sister's house in Michigan just hours before a snow storm!<br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUpxZfElb0I/AAAAAAAAA3w/_Ic_aCd2Ztw/s1600-h/100_0805.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281158195696725826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUpxZfElb0I/AAAAAAAAA3w/_Ic_aCd2Ztw/s320/100_0805.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div><br /> </div><div>This picture was taken Wednesday morning. I arrived Tuesday afternoon.</div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><div>I left Mexia Monday morning about 7 am. The only hazard at that time was the wind. By 4 pm I was in northern Arkansas just crossing the border into Missouri and it started sleeting! What a mess! In the next two hours I saw 5 accidents! After crossing the Mississippi River at Cairo, Illinois everything started clearing off. Unfortunately my car was not running very well. Missing and chugging here and there. So I decided to shut down a little earlier than planned (7 pm) fill up the car and give the ol' girl a shot of gas treatment and get a room for this old body! After a bite to eat at Cracker Barrel and checking the weather, I put myself to bed. The weather channel said the whole mid section of the country was under a "Winter Storm" warning. Could I possibly sleep a couple of hours and head out early enough to be in front of the storm????</div><div>I woke up a couple of times and checked out the window to make sure the storm had not caught up to me and about 4:30 am I couldn't stand it any more. I got up and showered and hit the road again. And Praise the Lord! It was dry roads all the way! I made great time and was at my sister's by 4:30 pm! They had been predicting the snow to start around 5 pm in the "Thumb" area of Michigan. But it didn't start until 7 or so.</div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUp5a1KGzNI/AAAAAAAAA4I/IAVSCa2ims0/s1600-h/100_0804.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281167014898355410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SUp5a1KGzNI/AAAAAAAAA4I/IAVSCa2ims0/s320/100_0804.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is the view from my sister's front porch on Wednesday morning!<br /></div><br /><br /><div></div><div>Very beautiful! The roads were fairly clear - the salt trucks and snow plows had been out all night. All is well for right now, but there is another storm coming in on Thursday with freezing rain and more snow. I can do without the freezing rain, but I do love the snow! I feel like a kid again - hoping for a snow day! TeHe</div><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div> </div></div></div>Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-88454099392138700562008-11-11T19:19:00.015-06:002008-11-11T22:29:13.102-06:00Home-Sickness<div><div><div>I have been feeling a little sad lately - missing my family. As some of you know - I was born and raised in Michigan and all of my family is still there. I have been here in Texas for 27 years and have been home once every year until I retired in 2005. That year I went home in October for 3 weeks and again at Christmas for 4 weeks! It was so wonderful!!!! I have tried to make it home twice a year since. Although, I haven't been since last Christmas and when the price of gas kept going up and up all summer - it was looking like it would be next year before I could go again. But now with gas prices going back down and the deep ache in my heart . . . well . . . I'm going!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm thinking I will leave around the 15th of December and stay until around the 4th of January. I'm afraid Christmas in Texas just isn't Christmas. Don't get me wrong . . . the reason for the season is Christ's Birth and no matter where I am that is what I celebrate. But it just seems that what makes the holidays even more special, are the childhood memories. Texas has much beauty and I love many things here, more so, I love many people here, but family is family and Christmas requires SNOW!<br /><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpVTcWL6eI/AAAAAAAAA3k/JCd5_xmjITc/s1600-h/100_0138.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267616506678340066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpVTcWL6eI/AAAAAAAAA3k/JCd5_xmjITc/s320/100_0138.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><div><div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Let me introduce you to my family:<br /></div><br /><br /><div>This is my big brother, Lee, (he's 10 years older than me) his wife Florence and their youngest son, Arend (who is in his late 20s and works for Edward Jones in New York City). The little guy at the bottom of the picture is my great nephew, Jason.</div><br /><div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpDtm69yOI/AAAAAAAAA2M/9Lz5nTgygaY/s1600-h/100_0083.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267597164984256738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpDtm69yOI/AAAAAAAAA2M/9Lz5nTgygaY/s320/100_0083.jpg" border="0" /></a>This is my "older" sister, Jan (she looks younger than me and she is 8 years older! Not fair!) The boys are her grandsons, Jason II and Cole. Little Cole has some very serious medical issues that Drs can't seem to diagnose.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpUVpun97I/AAAAAAAAA3c/GRM1GDZmnlk/s1600-h/100_0087.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267615445118613426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpUVpun97I/AAAAAAAAA3c/GRM1GDZmnlk/s320/100_0087.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Isn't he the cutest?! He is 10 and little Cole is 5.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpS-4BEvhI/AAAAAAAAA3U/PBrjBtLFM7c/s1600-h/100_0105.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267613954305474066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpS-4BEvhI/AAAAAAAAA3U/PBrjBtLFM7c/s320/100_0105.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>This is Jason and Diana. Jason is Jan's son and the little boys, Jason and Cole are their little boys.<br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpRCZOT2XI/AAAAAAAAA3M/a42Fg_5pwyc/s1600-h/100_0040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267611815735712114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpRCZOT2XI/AAAAAAAAA3M/a42Fg_5pwyc/s320/100_0040.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />The pretty young lady seated is my sister's daughter, Jennifer. She is a nurse practitioner. The handsome young man behind her is her husband, Claudio. He is from Italy.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267597181760014018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpDulanhsI/AAAAAAAAA2c/0CRrujhjyNo/s320/100_0057.jpg" border="0" /><br />This is my "little" brother, Paul. He is 5 years younger than me. He is holding his grandson, Andre.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpOFpydvoI/AAAAAAAAA28/Pla7qjS1RWo/s1600-h/100_0135.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267608573187047042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpOFpydvoI/AAAAAAAAA28/Pla7qjS1RWo/s320/100_0135.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Here he is with his two daughters, Leah, 18 and Amanda 19. Amanda is Andre's mom.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div><div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpOFVLVOFI/AAAAAAAAA20/DJwSwVBJWAY/s1600-h/100_0097.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267608567654201426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpOFVLVOFI/AAAAAAAAA20/DJwSwVBJWAY/s320/100_0097.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Now, get this . . . this is Jerry and Andre. Jerry is Andre's uncle. Yes, Jerry is Paul's youngest - age 5. Andre is 3.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpOF2X2F_I/AAAAAAAAA3E/7bwekm9y8XI/s1600-h/100_0106.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267608576565057522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRpOF2X2F_I/AAAAAAAAA3E/7bwekm9y8XI/s320/100_0106.jpg" border="0" /></a>This is Andre's mom and dad and Aunt Leah.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />See why I want to go home? I need to go every 3 or 4 months to be able to keep up with everyone! I am missing so much!!!!</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>Ok, I'll shut up! Just wanted to introduce you to my gang. It gave me a good reason to spend some time looking at pictures!</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>I'll get back to some quilting stuff tomorrow.</div><div><br /></div><div>Good night!<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SRo7hTtpyPI/AAAAAAAAA18/ZuVVSGKT-Eo/s1600-h/100_0063.jpg"></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-59778009789546563152008-11-01T09:44:00.010-05:002008-11-01T11:20:53.755-05:00Opening Weekend Retreat<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx9aetBrrI/AAAAAAAAA1s/utAKRuFsePo/s1600-h/Kathy%27s+Friend.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263719958361255602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx9aetBrrI/AAAAAAAAA1s/utAKRuFsePo/s320/Kathy%27s+Friend.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Oh! We are having SEW much fun! With Hollowen this weekend the creatures have come out!!!!!!<br />Kathy has a little visitor on her machine - no more Janome chirp!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQxxf8n-L1I/AAAAAAAAA0w/vs3lIMh0xUc/s1600-h/Rhonda+and+Friend.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263706858152931154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQxxf8n-L1I/AAAAAAAAA0w/vs3lIMh0xUc/s320/Rhonda+and+Friend.jpg" border="0" /></a> Can you believe Rhonda would let this little feller' sit on her finger?<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQxxfussq8I/AAAAAAAAA0o/yOCwYNJBQfI/s1600-h/Rhonda,+Kathy+and+Molly.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263706854414658498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQxxfussq8I/AAAAAAAAA0o/yOCwYNJBQfI/s320/Rhonda,+Kathy+and+Molly.jpg" border="0" /></a> What the heck?!?!?! They seem to be a little surprised about something!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263706848044520306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQxxfW98E3I/AAAAAAAAA0g/gw6QtnXw7zk/s320/Rhonda+and+Kathy.jpg" border="0" /><br />Ok, Ok, put your eyes back in your heads and GET TO WORK! Quit playing around!<br /><br /><div><div><div></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx2g2_n2fI/AAAAAAAAA1c/ViBlY7aygiA/s1600-h/Molly+hard+at+it.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263712371379526130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx2g2_n2fI/AAAAAAAAA1c/ViBlY7aygiA/s320/Molly+hard+at+it.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Ok - first we have Molly working diligently. She wants those RWB Wacky blocks done! It's time for something new!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx2gdo69NI/AAAAAAAAA1U/diMiOmMMrGc/s1600-h/Kathy+gittin+r+done.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263712364573422802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx2gdo69NI/AAAAAAAAA1U/diMiOmMMrGc/s320/Kathy+gittin+r+done.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>Well, Kathy has quite a string of pieces there. Do you have any idea which end is up?<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx2f9pDKlI/AAAAAAAAA1M/VGU-em8i8Es/s1600-h/Jerri+at+work.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263712355984026194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx2f9pDKlI/AAAAAAAAA1M/VGU-em8i8Es/s320/Jerri+at+work.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Who me? Well, I have decided on this border . . . well, maybe this border . . . . no I don't like that one either . . . How about. . . Well, bother!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx2e_-ruqI/AAAAAAAAA1E/If2CO830dao/s1600-h/Annale+working+away.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263712339431766690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx2e_-ruqI/AAAAAAAAA1E/If2CO830dao/s320/Annale+working+away.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx2hQd5vOI/AAAAAAAAA1k/9iIOclvfH1Y/s1600-h/Project+2.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Oh Annie! Your blue and yellow is beautiful! You go girl!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx_g5Zh9AI/AAAAAAAAA10/KiDqu2anay4/s1600-h/DSC02082.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263722267629712386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx_g5Zh9AI/AAAAAAAAA10/KiDqu2anay4/s320/DSC02082.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx2hQd5vOI/AAAAAAAAA1k/9iIOclvfH1Y/s1600-h/Project+2.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div>Here is a two year old project - blocks were done but not put together. It's called "Buck A Block" from "Thangles". Just love that border!<br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx_g5Zh9AI/AAAAAAAAA10/KiDqu2anay4/s1600-h/DSC02082.jpg"></a></div><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx2hQd5vOI/AAAAAAAAA1k/9iIOclvfH1Y/s1600-h/Project+2.jpg"></a></div></div><div></div><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx2hQd5vOI/AAAAAAAAA1k/9iIOclvfH1Y/s1600-h/Project+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263712378217413858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx2hQd5vOI/AAAAAAAAA1k/9iIOclvfH1Y/s320/Project+2.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div><div><div><div>There! Borders on another project - ready to go in the "To Quilt" pile!</div><br /><div>This one is made from "charm packs" and "jelly rolls".</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SQx_g5Zh9AI/AAAAAAAAA10/KiDqu2anay4/s1600-h/DSC02082.jpg"></a></div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div></div></div></div></div>Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-54964134921631979842008-10-22T19:36:00.009-05:002008-10-22T21:19:43.158-05:00Lookie Here Now . . .Well, it has been a while since I posted and I have been busy! So get a drink and a comfy chair and take a look at what I have been up to. . . <br /><br />First I want to show you what I got in the mail . . . it is awesome!<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_JzKxIEQI/AAAAAAAAAy8/uDJlv46ikyI/s1600-h/100_0633.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_JzKxIEQI/AAAAAAAAAy8/uDJlv46ikyI/s320/100_0633.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260144770692944130" /></a><br />This is my Round Robin. Actually - I have not put a stitch into this piece! I joined a group of gals for this round robin and ran out of time to "build" a center, so I went hunting for an orphan block and ran across a "brown box" swap that I participated in about 5 years ago! My theme was "Cabin in the Woods by the Lake". Catchy huh? Anyway - I picked out a block that Molly made for me . . . a cute little cabin with a squirrel. I loved the fall-looking fabric she used so I loaded up my round robin box with some of my favorite fabric scraps and off it went. The first one to do a round was Monica. This gal is truly talented! The next round was by Erika - the fabrics she picked were fabulous! Then Carol did a creative round with canoes, trees, bear tracks and flying geese. One of the ladies in our group got very sick and was unable to do her round, so Monica asked if I would mind if she did another round. Well, I loved my little quilt just like it was, but I also knew that Monica would really add something wonderful to it, so . . . there you have it! Not only did she add another beautiful round, but she also put the design in EQ6 and sent me the file so that I can play around with more possibilities! What a gal!<br /><br />Now for some stuff I've been working on . . . <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_PXi-TQ8I/AAAAAAAAAzE/2MHuKx-ZGCE/s1600-h/100_0635.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_PXi-TQ8I/AAAAAAAAAzE/2MHuKx-ZGCE/s320/100_0635.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260150893224084418" /></a><br />Well, shoot! I didn't make any of these either! This is the Wacky Pac Quilter's 2008 string swap. I chose the middle fabric and placed it diagonally in the center of a 13 1/2" square of muslin and gave each of my 8 Wacky sisters 3 and they added strips of cream on one side and browns on the other. They were laying on my cutting table this past weekend and I decided to git-r-done! So I squared them up to 12 1/2 and set them together, then added a border . . .<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_So3-pL5I/AAAAAAAAAzM/5DA_-Y4J-EE/s1600-h/100_0637.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_So3-pL5I/AAAAAAAAAzM/5DA_-Y4J-EE/s320/100_0637.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260154489455325074" /></a><br />Then another . . .<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_SpnpoShI/AAAAAAAAAzU/HNlrrYn6jrc/s1600-h/100_0638.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_SpnpoShI/AAAAAAAAAzU/HNlrrYn6jrc/s320/100_0638.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260154502252087826" /></a><br />That is probably as far as I would have gone, but I was talking to Kathy E. and she decided I needed to be challenged. (Little did she know, I am very challenged!) My challenge is to have it quilted, the binding on and a label by our (Wacky Pac) "Opening Weekend" retreat. October 30, 31, November 1, 2. Well, I just have to have it done or . . . well, I had just better have it done!<br />I had to go to the Dr. Tuesday in Waco so I dropped by the nice little quilt shop - Tomorrow's Quilts - and purchased a backing for the quilt. That's not all I bought - but I'll cover that later. Hopefully I will have it loaded on the machine tomorrow.<br /><br />Now, remember the barn block that I made and was going to have to do 13 more for a swap in January? Well, all 13 are cut out and ironed down! They just need to be stitched down. I will probably try to do one a week, until I get them finished. Stitching around all that makes me sleepy!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_WiuaAC7I/AAAAAAAAAzs/_J5aB5EZgNE/s1600-h/100_0642.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_WiuaAC7I/AAAAAAAAAzs/_J5aB5EZgNE/s320/100_0642.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260158781853010866" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_Wh_LKmQI/AAAAAAAAAzk/S9nzZDdQuP4/s1600-h/100_0641.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_Wh_LKmQI/AAAAAAAAAzk/S9nzZDdQuP4/s320/100_0641.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260158769174321410" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_Whhq1tMI/AAAAAAAAAzc/I6Mmnw996g8/s1600-h/100_0640.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_Whhq1tMI/AAAAAAAAAzc/I6Mmnw996g8/s320/100_0640.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260158761254106306" /></a><br />Well, you must be getting a little bored now, so here are some pictures of some stuff I have added to my studio . . . I put 2 long shelves up in the room where my quilting machine is. This is where I will store battings and quilts needing to be quilted.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_ahkvyW5I/AAAAAAAAAz0/VR6BQd4Ghy4/s1600-h/100_0646.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_ahkvyW5I/AAAAAAAAAz0/VR6BQd4Ghy4/s320/100_0646.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260163160126675858" /></a><br />Some of the tubs on the shelves have kits or projects in them.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_aiPIq5CI/AAAAAAAAAz8/3l9h8V4KGvc/s1600-h/100_0647.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_aiPIq5CI/AAAAAAAAAz8/3l9h8V4KGvc/s320/100_0647.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260163171505333282" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_ailS4aXI/AAAAAAAAA0E/pJw27YheZk8/s1600-h/100_0648.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_ailS4aXI/AAAAAAAAA0E/pJw27YheZk8/s320/100_0648.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260163177453742450" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_ajrGV39I/AAAAAAAAA0U/84g8SEGWlvc/s1600-h/100_0650.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_ajrGV39I/AAAAAAAAA0U/84g8SEGWlvc/s320/100_0650.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260163196191629266" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_ajFKEWaI/AAAAAAAAA0M/6GXskyTNF3A/s1600-h/100_0649.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SP_ajFKEWaI/AAAAAAAAA0M/6GXskyTNF3A/s320/100_0649.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260163186006710690" /></a><br />This last one is of my embroidery area, which is the long part of an "L" shaped work area.<br />That's it for tonight - I'm beat! Hope you enjoyed my last two weeks of work! I feel good about all I have accomplished.<br />Later!Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-81318277126560544792008-10-05T10:49:00.003-05:002008-10-05T11:02:50.250-05:00This is for You MonicaMost of my other followers know all this already.<br /><br />A. Attached or Single? attached<br />B. Best Friend? My sister, Jan<br />C. Cake or pie? Pie (Pecan)<br />D. Day of choice? Saturday<br />E. Essential item? FAN!<br />F. Favorite color? Blue<br />G. Gummy bears or worms? worms, I think - Kathy E. shared some with me once.<br />H. Hometown? Brown City, Michigan<br />I. Favorite indulgence? Retreats with my dear quilting sisters!<br />J. January or July? July in Michigan and January in Texas!<br />K. Kids? None of my own, but many by other mothers.<br />L. Life isn’t complete without? my family, my husband, and my quilting sister.<br />M. Marriage date? April 27, 1996<br />N. Number of brothers and sisters? Two brothers and One sisters <br />O. Oranges or Apples? Apples, Girl! You crack me up! -unless we are talking about those chocolate orange balls that you whack against the table then cram into your mouth like a squirrel on a 10 day starve.<br />P. Phobias? Under water, tight spaces, large crowds<br />Q. Quotes? "Blessings are like buttons; people seldom notice them until one is missing." I like that one too!<br />R. Reasons to smile? Reading your blog!!!! <br />S. Season of choice? Spring and Fall but I like Cinnomon too!<br />T. Tag 5 people: I never tag any one...I never like to pressure anyone except my husband. Dito<br />U. Unknown fact about me? My mother was from England, her mother was from Irland and my dad's ancestors were native Indian and German. Now tell me I'm not a confused soul.<br />V. Vegetable? Brocoli and corn on the cob <br />W. Worst habit? Living to eat instead of eating to live.<br />X. X-ray or Ultrasound? Lets hope that I don't have to choose. Dito<br />Y. Your favorite food? Italian, Seafood<br />Z. Zodiac sign? SagittariousKathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-65009829400251330542008-10-01T19:53:00.005-05:002008-10-01T20:09:44.121-05:00Building BarnsOne down and 12 more to go!!! Crap! What was I thinking! Same as always - I got caught up in the excitment. I guess it's not that bad. <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SOQdzn8fTiI/AAAAAAAAAyk/uTt-kFYl2XU/s1600-h/100_0628.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SOQdzn8fTiI/AAAAAAAAAyk/uTt-kFYl2XU/s320/100_0628.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252355838154067490" /></a><br />Here it is before I stitched it.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SOQdz-EONuI/AAAAAAAAAys/QIR4Z-WIiNc/s1600-h/100_0630.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SOQdz-EONuI/AAAAAAAAAys/QIR4Z-WIiNc/s320/100_0630.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252355844092081890" /></a><br />After I stitched it:<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SOQd0GKw6AI/AAAAAAAAAy0/3j8fdnUth_0/s1600-h/100_0631.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SOQd0GKw6AI/AAAAAAAAAy0/3j8fdnUth_0/s320/100_0631.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252355846267004930" /></a><br />Here's a little detail.Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-38658490597830767002008-10-01T10:13:00.004-05:002008-10-01T10:25:33.557-05:00Another Project Complete!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SOOUoeguphI/AAAAAAAAAyc/1stNkrheMMo/s1600-h/100_0627.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6Q9eTXurvY/SOOUoeguphI/AAAAAAAAAyc/1stNkrheMMo/s320/100_0627.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252205013550147090" /></a><br />Here's another project ready to go! My Wacky Americana blocks:Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014930526489838352.post-84872190164490074742008-09-24T20:28:00.002-05:002008-09-24T20:31:05.812-05:00ThanksJust a quick thanks to all of you that made comments. You are so very sweet! I will do better with posting.<br /><br />Thanks again - see you in cyber space!Kathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01066577416533617653noreply@blogger.com0