Monday, December 24, 2012

Ready for Christmas

Christmas sewing is done.  One little zippered pouch for Kim, and Mors Bags for the worker bees at Plymouth Place.  They are all neatly packed away in one of my totes and ready for delivery today and tomorrow. 
 Ok, so maybe this is my last entry of the year...

Friday, December 21, 2012

An Odd End to theYear...

 My mom fell Nov 29.  After elbow replacement she was transferred from LaGrange Hospital to Plymouth Place on Dec 13.  Her progress is slow, especially since she's still in a cast and learning to use her left hand for the first time in over 80 years.  So I'm obviously not spending much time in my studio.  Instead, I've been practicing my hand work. These 12 x 12 blocks aren't fabulous, but at least a needle is feeling more comfortable.  I still have the lower right one to finish.  What will I do with these four?  Not sure...yet.
I have started a new project and don't want to say too much about it at this point.  This is one-half of a quilt, design copied from Jacquie G at Tallgrass Prairie Studio - I need to tell her...  It  felt very good to be cutting and measuring and ironing. 

 The staff at Plymouth Place are gentle and kind.  I know I will be there Christmas Eve and on Christmas Day as well.  Going empty-handed isn't an option.  So I'm working on a pile of Mors bags (Qff Wayne, what would I have ever done if you hadn't taught me about Mors bags?) as a tiny thank-you to those who take daily care of my mom.  So far I've made three, have 6 kitted and ready to sew, and have 5 more sets of handles.  Fourteen will have to be enough.
And of course there are quiltlets from the Alzheimer's Art Quilt Initiative coming in.  I'd like to complain about them, but here's the thing.  There are three of us who do the quilt scanning.  Diane was diagnosed with breast cancer and is in the middle of chemo.  Eileen's father died last week.  And me - well, my mom being in the rehab center gives me a bit of time.  So I'm the one with the least to complain about! 

Bloggers like to set goals at the beginning of the year and then post about whether they've been met.  Quilters are madly finishing presents.  Some are trying to get all their UFO's completed.  Me?  I'm trying to do what I can with the timing of the holiday and my family.  I didn't make the goals I set for myself last January.  I think this will be my final blog post of 2012.  I haven't made much in the way of presents - the Mors bags are taking priority.   My sister-in-law Kim has requested a little zippered pouch - I would very much like to do that in the next few days.  But this is all okay.  I'm at peace and doing what I can daily - for my mom, for my husband, and for me.  And here's to 2013!

Sunday, December 9, 2012

The Studio as a Guestroom

My mom has been hospitalized for 10 days - tomorrow she is having elbow replacement surgery.  And I think she'll be there another almost week before going to a rehab center.  This has been rough, especially since she has no memory at all of anything.  All of us have slept at the hospital, but as brother Al pointed out, there is no coffee maker in the room and people keep coming in all night to do vitals.  So yesterday my studio became a guest room for Paula. 

I've never thought about napping in the studio.  Suddenly it's appealing.

And what a great surface to lay fabrics out on!

Saturday, December 1, 2012

An odd birthday for my sister

Paula is 60 today.  Every year I blog about her present ahead of time and ruin her surprise.  This year I didn't blog, cleverly wrapped her present, putting one bag inside of another inside of another, kind of like those nesting dolls, and mailed it off to St. Joe, MI.  And then my mom fell.  She's in the hospital awaiting surgery - a new elbow - and letting her cracked pelvis heal and be less sore.  So Paula came here.  And her present is in St. Joe.  And seriously, are these nice or what?  A duffle/tote, a Mors bag, a Roundabout purse, and wide-mouthed ditty, and a drawstring bag, all in wonderful Asian fabrics.  The outside of her tote bag on one of the special fabrics I bought in Scotland this past fall. 

Gotta get to the hospital and let Paula go back to St. Joe for a bit!