Pillow Talk

Today I worked on completing two pillows to deliver to some girls at a group home I have been working at for the past few months.

I had the girls draw or write their favorite sayings or "motto" on a piece of paper and then I turned it into an embroidery pattern and stitched it together.

After asking them their favorite colors, I then selected the fabrics for the pillows.



I hope these little crafted gifts will let them know they are thought of and that someone took some time to make something special for them.

Unfortunately, one of the girls had gone "on run" when I got there. She is making some bad decisions right now in her life. I am glad to hear the home is willing to take her back once she is located. The other girl I made the pillow for is headed to a drug treatment rehab facility for a couple of months and then returning. I am only thinking good thoughts for her and hope she will come back with strengths to help her "live her life to the fullest".

Stitching Away While Snow Is On The Ground

We still have all the white stuff (aka: snow) on the ground and the temperature is not rising much.

Also, I don't usually put much weight into the "Ground Hog Day" holiday, but do think Winter will be hanging around our area for a quite a while longer.

Grandma being in an out of the hospital several times last week and now at home much weaker than ever, I find myself picking up the hoop with needle and thread --not really any particular project in mind to start out with, but just a few patterns traced on fabric to occupy my days.

I included this little girl in a quilt for Aunt Mae two Christmases ago and had to put my hands back on the pattern to stitch her up some more. I like the little attitude she has.



Attitude or a special character style seems to be something I look for in patterns. I love this Scottie dog I turned into a doll quilt.



This year I want to make smaller size items and think a few doll quilts for little girls pretend play or even as wall hangings or table top scarves would be lovely. Incorporated also are scrap pieces which make projects so much more colorful.

Only A Mother Would Know

A Cup of Tea.

One day my mother was out and my dad was in charge of me.

I was maybe 3 years old. Someone had given me a little 'tea set' as
a gift and it was one of my favorite toys.

Daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when I
brought Daddy a little cup of 'tea', which was just water. After several
cups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my Mom came home.

My Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring him a cup of
tea, because it was 'just the cutest thing!' My Mom waited, and sure
enough, here I come down the hall with a cup of tea for Daddy and she
watches him drink it up.

Then she says, (as only a mother would know.. :)

Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach water is the toilet?

(Fathers and Grandfathers be warned !)