Saturday, June 6, 2020

Chaos reigns + a funny


I put on a pot of navy beans this morn after breakfast...which consisted of taking Roger through the drive through.  When Lorelei stays with us I always cook breakfast...she was here from Monday till yesterday afternoon.  So Roger was ready to go drive through.  I came home and had a piece of toast and jelly...I was not very hungry.

I ate quickly, and went and tied up the two tomato plants.  They are growing like crazy but I have not seen a single bloom yet.  I had picked up a few more rocks, so put them around the plants.  I am hoping they will do better than the last time I had tomatoes.

I came in and vacuumed and mopped...just a bit of this and that in the house.  Then I headed to the sewing room.


Though this does look like chaos, not all my fabric looks like this.  These are just scraps...some are actually from me...or from my daughter


But a lot are scraps that I bought from the local fabric shop.  They have a plastic bin or tote or whatever you call it always about half full of scraps.  I can fill a gallon bag as full as  I can fill it....I am supposed to be able to close it but they never have said a word.  But I get it for $5. 

I thought I had enough of the scrappy crumb blocks to make a top, but when I went and got them I didn't.  Though I think I need to go look again.  Maybe they got separated.  I only had 35 in the stack you see at the top right in the photo below.  They are 9½ square.


I had a few I have been making the past few days.  And I dug out some more that were started from other times.  I sat and got 3 or 4 or 5 finished, plus some more started.  But I sat in there All afternoon.  It felt wonderful.   I have been trying to spend a few minutes every day this week doing something in there...yesterday was the one day I did not sew a stitch or even play with fabric.

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Most people do not understand how I am about fabric.  Now my girls could come in and get any fabric I have.  Even my Kaffe Fassett fabrics or any of my batiks.  Or my quilting friends, which are not that many and they are on line friends...if I had just the perfect fabric they were searching for...they could have it.

But I have so much trouble cutting even those scraps from the quilt shop.   I get some big chunks of fabric in those bags of scraps and I cannot bring myself to cut off strips or crumbs to put in these crumb blocks.

I don't know if it comes from my mom not having much fabric to work with when I grew up.  What she had was literally leftovers from making dresses and skirts and shirts.  And some of my sisters gave her some of theirs from home sewing.  It was all such a treasure.  I do not know how she made the number of quilts that she made.

Anyway even thought Lorelei went home yesterday, today managed to be an okay day.  I know her mom misses her and she misses her mom and dad and her pets...but oh, it is so empty when she goes home.

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A true funny story follows.  I don't know why it crossed my mind yesterday evening but it did and I have to share it with you:

I don't know how it came about, but Roger and one of his bosses got to talking about embarrassing things.  And he admitted to Roger that one morning he got up, hurried and got ready and headed out on his morning walk.  I don't remember how long he walked, but it was not a ten minute walk..it was a substantial one.  And I don't recall why he was in such a hurry.  But he got about half way through his walk and looked down and he only had underwear on his bottom half.  I never did know if that was tidy whities or if it was boxers...but I get so tickled every time I think of it.  He told Roger he just could not get home quick enough.  They lived out in the country so houses were few and far between...I do think he had to pass some houses, but I don't think any cars passed him.


Hope that gave you a chuckle...I laughed till I cried when I thought of it.  I guess it was funnier for me since I knew him. 

18 comments:

  1. That story is too funny. Today with all the phones with cameras around, someone would have been sure to get a picture.

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  2. Glad you're sewing again. Mine has been late night but I've done a bit almost every evening. I think it helps me sleep better. I'm going to California for a quilt retreat tomorrow. I think they are planning on doing marathon sewing, should be interesting (and fun).

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  3. Too funny!! When we're in a hurry to leave the house I make sure to look in the mirror to make sure I look okay BUT I only see the top half of me. I better start looking down and making sure I have my jeans on!!

    I can imagine how empty your house seems when Lorelei goes home.

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  4. What a funny story! I hate to cut into a beautiful piece of fabric, too.

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  5. Some days I get so distracted I can imagine I could leave the house in just my undies. I hope it never happens.

    But, as your story tells ............you can live through the embarrassment. I'll bet he never did THAT again. LOL

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  6. That is a funny story! I am the same as you about cutting into fabric. I'll get just the right fabric for a project but then I hate to cut into it. If you make quilts I think you just love fabric, period. I like to look at it, sort it and organize it.

    I'm glad you had some special time with your granddaughter. They sure do mean a lot don't they? I saw my granddaughter today and even though she is 24 and out on her own she asked if she could spend the night next week end like when she was little! That sure did warm my heart and now we are planning a special weekend.

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  7. I always enjoy seeing the crumb blocks you are working on. I'm glad you enjoyed time in the sewing room. That story is hilarious. I knew a lady that went to the grocery store with her pants on wrong side out!

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  8. Hmmmm, I'm just glad to read he had tightie whities on instead of you know...nuttin' (sorry, but nothing isn't right. It HAS to be nuttin' in this case.)

    I bet you DO miss your granddaughter.

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  9. Thank you, Rose for the funny story. It is funny but it was embarrassing for Roger's friend. Once I walked to the food court wearing a black petticoat thinking it was a black skirt. I only realized it when I entered the food court. Fortunately, there were very few people at that time and nobody seemed to notice. In fact, hubby didn't even know the difference. Hahahaaa...

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  10. It is funny! Still laughing! Miss you lots! Sorry Lorelei had to go home

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  11. Funny story. I am sorry Lorelei had to go home, I know how much you like having her around. The scrappy blocks would make a colorful blouse. Enjoy your day, wishing you a happy new week!

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  12. Lol. Good thing he wasn’t in the city. He’d have been arrested.

    I always miss the grandkids when they go home. The recent isolation was particularly hard but the reunion with them was great.

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  13. That IS funny! I'll double check tomorrow before I head out the door! :)

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  14. Funny story! The silliest thing that I have done like that was to go to work once with two different shoes on. They were both flats, but one brown and on black!

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  15. Oh that is a funny story Rose. And I enjoyed reading your post, always do :) I have an apology to make to you, I accidentally deleted your comment. If you have the time I would love to read what you said. I'm afraid I had one of those moments where I was trying to delete a couple of spam comments and ticked an arrow in the wrong place. I saw your name just as I pushed the delete button :( Sorry!!!

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  16. That was a good chuckle I just had :)
    Great that you had time in your sewing room, even if you are missing your grand-daughter. It sounds like you cutting into fabric is a bit like me opening a new tube of watercolour paint - I want to use it but I don't want to make the tube look messy and used. Strange creatures we are LOL :)

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  17. I never quilted but my Mother but later in her life. She was a great seamstress and made our clothes although we did wear uniforms to school---good old Catholic school. anyway she had people coming to our home and she made clothes for them too. She taught us to sew but I didn't want to learn I just wanted to be outside. But I did learn. When I got married I made Cowboy shirts for my husband and then dresses and things for my girls. I figured how to knit and one Christmas I made socks, watch caps and mittens for everyone and then never picked up the knitting needles ever again. I don't know if you remember Gunnysax dresses for girls back in the late 70s. The were covered with lace, rickrack and other impossible stuff. I made two of them for my 2 youngest---whew what a chore. I'm sure you don't want to hear more. I had so much material stuffed in the upstairs bedroom and when everyone wqas grown and we moved I left it all there. Your talk of material made me remember. Funny to me now.
    I bet you do miss Lorelei. So quiet when the grands are gone.
    Enjoy
    MB

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  18. My mom could get more from a small scrap than anyone I ever knew. That's probably how your mother was able to make so many quilts. I have a very old quilt that has lots of small pieces pieced together....tiny little pieces added on. I love it so much.

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