A blog where my family and I can exchange information and pictures and general comments about our lives and crafty stuff.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Thursday, July 5, 2007

Personally, Bert and Ernie have gotten a bad rap.

Check out this terror alert button the guys at geekandproud made. Maybe this will creep the terrorists out so much they don't want to mess with us. :-)

Terror Alert Level

Enjoy!

Here is what is on my quilt wall today...


I think it needs another fish - what do you think?

Come see me next week - another quilt in store!

Friday, June 29, 2007

Harry Potter Rocks!

My sistah found this! This is the character I am - go find out yours!

[i'm ernie macmillan]

...and which lesser Harry Potter character are you?

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Oh really?!?!

According to the NY Times, my eldest sister is the smartest of the bunch of us. Who knows she may be?!?!

Comments, J?

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

A loooooong time away

So, after my birthday, things went to pot - as things normally do after you hit 35.

Here's the rundown:
- My company is reorganizing for "the good of the company". As I am only a contractor for said company, i can read the writing on the wall - it says " GET OUT, GET OUT NOW!!!!"
- I am still having pains in my back but they are definitely not kidney stones. So now I am really scared.
- Stressed is an understatement.
- Um, I am now 9 months behind on all quilts.
- I did a really stupid thing and volunteered for Baby Bundles with the Guild this year... The first event is the most important in the whole year and I am already afraid of screwing it up!
- Then, it started to pour. A friend wants me to do freelance with her and has more work than she can handle right now as another of our department was spirited away to another department so she was called in to work on a project that this other person would be doing. I am working on a special project for another part of the company and I am not sure it is the big honking special project that they want to pilot.
- In personal news, DH and I finally decided to really start trying to have kids. Am I ready? Not really.
- As a form of therapy I went to the The Quilt Store to pick up a few things and got talking to the owner. I am now updating her website for her for some extra cash.

What the hell is wrong with me? I don't have curtains, a bed or any other comfortable furniture but I get myself roped in to all this stuff. Now I am even thinking of putting off buying a car so I can get a mac to do the freelance stuff. I am insane!!!!

One last little tidbit - a friend had broken her hand just before she was to finish a commissioned quilt. So I offered to help her - after 10+ hours of quilting and putting on the binding strips, I was sooooo glad to hand it off to another person to do the handwork to get the binding tacked down. whew! However, she is paying me for the work. A new Rowenta Professional iron - woohoo! I love it! And, it will make me want to finish some of my quilt projects!

Who knows, I might get those curtains up! :-)

Thursday, March 1, 2007

A room of my own

I've made myself a little nest here in the guest room and am hiding out tonight. I asked George to pretend I'm not here, and as long as I don't make any mommy-esque noise, Owen will have no idea I'm here at all. I have my laptop, snacks and a cooler full of diet pepsi. Also I have my knitting, and a stack of Dale of Norway patterns like these: http://www.beaellisknitwear.com/bpatterns.html

Yep, I don't expect to get to half this stuff, but darnit, I'm determined to be in here until bedtime...

I didn't anticipate that I would need Thursday nights so desperately when we decided to start a family... Sometimes I wonder if there's just something wrong with me, that I want to spend time away from them. I do feel more able to deal with the repetitive nature of my days after a good night doing something really selfish, like quarantine myself here with the yarn and fabric and just be. And after the weekend I'll feel even more refreshed, enough to last until next Thursday!

The rain is pattering on the roof, and I can hear the baby snoring in the next room. Tonight is George's night to get up with him, so I truly have the whole night off. Aaaaah! Such luxury!