Bummed.

Sorry I've been away from the blog a little more than usual in the past week or so. I'm just feeling bummed and haven't felt like posting. Just after mothers day, my mother's home was burglarized. The worthless humans that did it stole things that can be replaced, like electronics and her sewing machine, but also took irreplaceable family heirlooms, namely jewelry that had belonged to my grandmothers. What evil possesses people into thinking that have the right to just take things that don't belong to them?

Me and my daddy :: circa 1973

Tomorrow will be the third anniversary of my father's premature passing. I can't believe he's been gone so long.

Getting ready for my wedding :: 1993

I wish you were here to see all the things we are doing, Daddy. I wish you were here to see Shea; you wouldn't believe how big she's grown! I wish you had been here to celebrate your 60th birthday. I know you were looking forward to a big party. I can't wait to see you again someday. I miss you.

Sorry for the downer post, but frankly, it's my blog and I'll cry if I want to. Sometimes it helps to just get things off your chest, and I can't think of putting things any further out there than in a forum like this. I'll be back tomorrow with something happy to say. I promise.

Spool Birdies

Birds from this Spool pattern.

The ten little birds. A commissioned project for a friend. I finished them up yesterday and they are flying to out today. She's going to use them to decorate her booth at the National Stationery Show in NYC next week.

Mothers Day Weekend

Thank you for the Mothers Day wishes. I hope you had a day as lovely as mine. I began my morning with a cranky 10 year old who quickly redeemed herself when she gave me a handmade card in which she had written:

Happy M-Day Mommy.
You are the Best mom ever.
You inspier me every day.
You are so artistic.
If I had another mom, you would be the one I love better.
I Love U, Shea

After church, my mother-in-law joined us for lunch at my mother's house. We had a casual lunch followed by an afternoon of Ferrero Rocher chocolates (among my favorites), sweet iced tea, and handwork at the table. I worked on hexagons while my mother picked all the stitching out of a quilted baby blanket of mine. The cotton cheater print at the top of the image was a blanket with a polyester binding, batting, and backing (circa early 1970's). I think I'll try to use the fabric in a quilt. The other stack is some of my baby clothes which I'll work into a project after I finish up a few more of my current WIPs. My daughter walked down the street to visit my grandfather (her great-grandfather) and stayed a while playing on his recumbent stationary bicycle and exploring his small container garden while he refilled his bird feeders.

All in all, a wonderful, relaxing, yet productive day. Thank you for the lovely afternoon, Mama.

Mothers Day