Yel-low There!

The title is supposed to be read like "hello, there". It's one of those silly things we started saying who knows when.




On a quilty note, the above fabric arrived in the mail today. It is going into my Mennonite Mosaic quilt. I was thinking about the joy of starting a new project that I am undoubtedly going to LOVE. As I thought about buying all the fabrics for it, my eyes kept wandering over to my fabric shelf. It is just to the right of the desk my laptop is on. I have about 100 bolts of Thimbleberries fabrics on it.

Before you think I really am an overachiever, remember that I sell fabric from my home online. Very small business. My husband likens me to a drug pusher. He says I just sell it to support my habit. And he is right!

In the interest and self-preservation of frugality (after all, money doesn't grow on trees!), I wondered if I could make the quilt with all Thimbleberries and still stay fairly close to the original quilt's colors. There is nothing like the quality of Thimbleberries. I have quilts I've washed many times that still look like new. Sorry--we interrupt this commercial moment to finish this post.

Well, I had 3 small hurdles to clear...light blue, pink (?), and light yellow. After sleeping on it for a few nights, I decided to buy just what I needed in those colors and use my stash (above) for the rest. That's in the interest of saving money and still making (another) one of my dream quilts. Stay tuned. As soon as the blue and pink arrive, I'll be cutting strips and on my way. Ladies, start your sewing machines!!

Waiting for the checkered flag to drop...

~Joan

Valentine Day Evening, Part 3

Here are our delightful "workers" for the dinner BEFORE the big meal.

Here they are AFTER...sort of, tired? exhausted?

Here are the 3 girls during the meal, doing what they do best...eavesdropping! They thought they MIGHT have heard their names from the kitchen.

The beauty to me of the whole event is that when I was talking to Emily (2nd from the right in the top picture) about it later, I mentioned that it was so perfect because it was exactly what I would have planned...a quiet, delicious, nutritious dinner at home with dear friends. I must have said something like, "who would have thought of that?" She said *I* had. I evidently mentioned my "dream" to her earlier in the week on a shopping trip. She latched onto that idea and did not let it go. I feel so loved. Thank you to all who made the evening possible.

The end.

~Joan

PS: Can I make reservations for next week? LOL!

Valentine Day Evening, Part 2

Here is the wait staff. Susanna (13) and Luke (15). Don't they look sharp? This is in front of our living room window.




We enjoyed a delicious meal of cheddar/garlic biscuits, rotisserie chicken (citrus herb or backyard grill), baked russet or sweet potatoes, and steamed veggies. Delicious menu.



The "Love Boat" theme was a puzzle to me. I wondered where the children had heard about that. Remember that old TV show? Yikes! We don't even have a TV. Then it dawned on me. In the movie, Monsters, Inc., Mike Wizowski is taking his love bug out for dinner and says, as he strolls off, "the love boat is about to set sail, oo oo [imitating a horn on a ship]!"


Here are the two happy couples. We are all 45 (not in total, but EACH). My DH (back right with the white beard) is the "baby" of the group by a few months. I'm beside him like a good wife would be, LOL. Yes, my friend looks 14, but she's also 45 .

Here's my extremely happy son presenting us with the bill. He is too happy about the tip of $200.00 he added.

We ended the evening with desserts. My extremely thoughtful oldest daughter had made a delicious and lovely low-calorie dessert for us dieters. Heart shaped molds of sliced strawberries in strawberry gelatin with a decorative poof of whipped topping. Perfect ending...well, almost. A little more to come.

~Joan

Valentine Day Evening, Part 1

My Valentine evening was completely unexpected, and oh, so special. I guess having low expectations helps with that. Earlier in the day (or possibly the evening before), my DH told me he'd watch "You've Got Mail" with me on Valentine's Day evening. That was very special to me.

Early yesterday AM, he said I would not be able to go upstairs (we have a ranch with a finished basement) after 3 PM, and, oh, by the way, be ready to leave at 6. Leave for where? No answer. My sewing room is in the basement, so this was absolutely no hardship. Well, you wouldn't believe what was happening behind my back (and above my head!).

At 6:00, my DH announced that it was, indeed, time to go. Go where? No answer. Oh, and could I possibly keep my eyes closed until he told me to open them? Well, naturally. To make a long story short and leave out many details...he drove me around in our car for about 10 minutes. He said, "Do you know where you are?" I mentioned that we never stopped at a traffic light. Just as I predicted, very shortly thereafter, he stopped and I asked, "Are we at a traffic light?" His response...what do you think? I told him I didn't hear ANY traffic, and I thought he was just sitting there trying to pretend like we were at a traffic light. We ended up back at our house again. There is a van in our driveway. I ask if it's Steve and Diane's, our good friends. "Could be." I jokingly ask if they are going to babysit (it's been years since we've needed a babysitter for our children). We go in the house, to be met by Pacabel music, candlelight, and an incredibly good-looking young man (son Luke, 15) in a black suit, white dress shirt, red tie and kerchief in pocket. He welcomes us to the "Love Boat Diner". What in the world? We go into what mere hours ago was our living room. Gone is the couch, love seat, computer desk, rocking chair, etc. In their place is relaxing music, candles all over, and a beautifully decorated table for 4.

Our friends had already arrived and been seated. My friend was as much in the dark as I. Her hubby works over an hour away, but he came home early enough to not only be at our house on time, but come over early (I never knew he was here) to drop off dessert...carrot cake and French silk ice cream. He told her they were going out for dinner and had reservations for six o'clock.

We were presented with dinner menus and our drink orders were taken (Diet Coke all around). I cannot do this planning and execution justice. But I will continue in part 2 later.

In this picture of Susanna (13) our foyer door is back to her left. That's the "front door". Notice the V-day decorations dangling down from the ceiling behind her!

Here is a pic of the table, taken earlier in the afternoon. The girls also arranged the roses.

More later...

~Joan

Love Is a Many Splendored Thing

Well, love IS a many splendored thing. All kind of sappy love songs go through my mind as I recall the events of last night.

These are roses from my DH. Such a surprise. And only a small part of the evening. I need to run my daughter to the orthodontist, so I'll post more later. Much more.


Off to the races,
~Joan

Happy Valentine's Day

What a great day! Are you planning to do something special for the love of your life? I'd like to hear your plans. Happy Valentine's Day, one and all.

These are not flowers I received, just a picture I found from a florist service. Aren't they gorgeous?

Love is about doing for others, not expecting something for yourself. Love is a choice. It's doing something to improve someone else's life without expecting anything in return. Think about that. Getting off the soapbox now.

~Joan, who is back among the living

Tiddly Winks, Part 3

Here is the last progress report for tonight...the Tiddly Winks quilt top with framing hourglass units on. I think I'll just make a piano key border of plaids for the last border. Might trim down the cream border before I put it on. I made it 3" narrower than it was intended to be as it is.

I'm down to very little of this black left, but I might put a tiny black border, then the piano key, then black binding. I'll have to do some math. I don't want any of these plaids left in the stash-ola. I think I'll be calling this Mad for Plaid from here on out (and on the label), but for now I'll stick with the original name, Tiddly Winks.

~Joan, who is hopefully off for 40 winks soon (still feeling like I have one foot in the grave)