Sunday, April 18, 2010
I have been married to my Bear for 19 years, and we are growing old together, attempting to do so with at least a little grace.
I am retired from a seemingly hopeless state of mind and body from a career that just got uglier and uglier.
I am the middle kid of 7, and honestly, for the most part do not like my siblings other than 2 sisters.
Like Ginny, I have jumped from hobby to hobby until I went to Florida to visit my sister, who is a quilter. I went there to teach her how to weave, and came back and knew I had to get a new sewing machine so I could quilt.
I now have more fabric than the local quilt shops, more patterns and kits than I will ever use up, and a long arm that I can't figure out the tension problem I am having.
Our granddaughter, Ally, fought leukemia and is now in remission. From that experience, I learned that while guilds and organizations make quilts for little kids and big people, no one want to make quilts for the kids ages 8-18 who are fighting cancer. That has become my Mission from God, and I make quilts called Ally Cat Quilts by Krackers. I welcome any one who knows of a kid fighting this horrible disease to contact me with the information so I can get a quilt to them.
My other passions are hiking, photography, gourmet low cal healthy cooking, reading, animals, music, art of any form, and especially the Mommy and Me trips my daughter Cindy (also known as Bossy Daughter) go on once a year. This year is Las Vegas, where we will each bring a roll of quarters.
My back gave me trouble all of April, so I didn't get in my Sparkie workouts like I was. Gained three pounds, so now need to become a street walker again, big time. Jiggle jiggle, joggle joggle.
Is that enough to let you know that I am slightly nuts??