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Apparently my September beach vacation- which was awesome, thank you for asking- derailed not just my blogging but also my crafting. Shame on me… I have actually done SOME sewing since then, though admittedly not much. Also some, but not so much, knitting. (And about a million Halloween events and other stuff too…) I finally got off my tuchas and took some photos of my minimal accomplishments for you. I have been watching all your work- especially if you’re on IG, and you’ve been doing some great stuff. I’ve missed chatting with you all!
This is just one of the many baby quilts I’ve been working on lately. I have had that dinosaur batik in my stash for more years than I care to remember, and when I learned one of my colleagues was having a baby- who turned out to be a lovely little boy- it seemed perfect. Not that I wouldn’t use dinosaurs for a girl (I got quite the lecture about this from my daughter) because I totally would. But they just seemed perfect for this little man.
He’s such an adorable little guy… And while I was finishing up this quilt, I found out 2 more colleagues are expecting, so I have more work ahead (both plan to find out sex of the babies, so I’m waiting to start until after the 20-week ultrasounds.) Plus 2 other work friends who each had their first baby last month- 1 top done, one quilted and ready for binding. Meanwhile, though, let’s stop to admire this one.
I used this recipe from Lily’s Quilts to make one giant swoon block, and then I added a border of more of the dinosaurs. Because, dinosaurs. It went together SO fast- this is a great baby project.
I used the power of Google and Pinterest to get quilting ideas for this project- and I love the way it came out. I kind of want to make the same quilt all over again just so that I can quilt it again…
And crossing my fingers that I can get back into the bloggy swing of things…
Before my week off, I set myself a goal: to deal with my scraps. They were seriously out of control. Some of them were sorted by color into small containers. Most of them were in a giant pile on the floor. A while back, I dumped them out of their big container to force myself to deal with them. And then I didn’t.
Here’s what that pile looked like when I started:
And that doesn’t even include the stuff that was stored in bins…
I started by sorting them into piles by color, and also chose which ones to throw away, or give away.
Then, color by color, I sorted and stored. I thought about cutting pieces to certain sizes, but since I don’t have a go to piece size, that seemed like a lot of work. Instead, I just checked to be sure pieces were of usable sizes and tried to gather like with like. Very technical, right?
Slowly but surely, I made progress.
When I got to purple, I had some fun surprises.
The first and biggest surprise was that I had more blue scraps than purple. Shocking! And also nearly as much green as purple.
The next surprise? Pieces of fabric from my first ever quilt, way back in the 90s. Very cool to have found them. I’ll have to work them back into something. I also found some bits of my elusive sugar block backing fabric, and I’m hopeful I might be able to squeak out one more block. Or maybe, please, 2.
Here’s a look at what a color bin looked like when it was nearly done:
When I finally finished, I had bins for purple, blue, green, red, pink, yellow/orange, brown, black/white, and grey. Phew!
Plus, a big pile of novelty bits that I have yet to decide what to do with. And a big bag of totally useable bits that I know I’ll never use, so they’re going to the art room at my daughter’s school. Win/win!
It feels so good to have this done. Now, I’ll just have to keep the bins in decent order. Hah.
So, all the teacher baby quilts are done (come back Friday to see the final one…). My baby quilt marathon must be over, right? Yeah, not so much.
Sunday found me pulling fabrics for yet another baby quilt.
Ages ago I picked up that silly mustache print at JoAnns. It might have even been when I got the flannel backing for the teacher quilts. I had no plans for it, but it made me smile. And it was 50% off to boot.
I have a friend who was pregnant and due sometime soon. She was down at the bottom of my baby quilt list, because there were so many babies due before her. But then… This friend developed a rare and terrifying condition that required the baby to be delivered immediately- at 28 weeks. Mom and baby were both touch and go, but now, weeks later, both are doing well. Clearly this teeny little girl (just over 1lb at birth) needs a special quilt.
So she gets the funky mustache fabric, as well as some very vintage Anna Maria Horner that I’ve had stashed for many years, and the magenta solid is actually left over from the backing of the final teacher quilt. I’m trying to decide if I need one more solid. Thoughts?
I happen to have some green minkee leftover from the quilt I made for my aunt earlier this year, so backing is good to go. And I plan to use the magenta solid for binding.
I got this far on Sunday:
The HSTs measure 4″, so at ten across this will be 36″, a good cuddle size. I was debating adding a thin border of the mustaches- I have enough left. I just have to decide how many rows of chevrons I want to do, and if I want more than one row mustaches…
There’s a shower this weekend, but I’m not sure if I can finish this by then. Cross your fingers for me!
And have a wonderful Thanksgiving!
I couldn’t get photos of my newest Tula blocks yesterday because THIS happened:
Had to open a NEW homeowners insurance claim to see if our roof is even worse now. Honestly our best case scenario is that yesterday’s storm destroyed our roof and insurance will cover a new one. But it may take up to 5 days to get officially inspected as this storm caused “catastrophic” damage to our area…
It never ends here.
My week has not gone as planned.
Monday, my primary care doctor authorized a surgery consult to remove my gallbladder, and scheduled me for a follow up ultrasound. I was not considered an emergency, so US was to be Tuesday and consult over a week later. I still felt like hell and was bummed to learn I might be stuck in the painful limbo for the foreseeable future. (Esp since she put me on clear liquid diet in the mean time.)
So Tuesday my mom drove me to the US appointment- I was feeling way too crappy to handle it, and also had been told to fast, so was on abt 13 hours w no food or water by that time.
US tech got quieter and quieter, and called my doctor immediately. Suddenly, I was on the way to the ER.
Turns out a gallstone had become stuck since my original ER trip and that was the reason I still felt so terrible. Also, it meant I was at high risk for infection and all sorts of other fun stuff. Signs of problems were developing.
It also meant I didn’t need to wait a week for a consult- my gallbladder was coming out that day.
Rich laughed when I wanted to instagram the process. But I was in too much pain to knit, and hand’t grabbed my iPad since I was planning on coming straight home and back to bed after the US. I did eventually manage to read- I’m about to finish book #4 since being admitted. So in the interim I did need a distraction.
We were finally taken up to pre-op.
Because I was in between elective and true emergency, we waited quite a while. This gave me time to panic. I did a good job holding it together. The only other time I’ve ever had surgery was a crash c-section for my first child, and it was horrifying. We almost lost the baby, my recovery was from hell, and I actually developed PTSD afterwards. It took several years of therapy to help me past that- and here I was again, about to be cut open.
I explained, briefly, my fears to the various docs involved. They were all very caring. I held it all together until I ended up on the actual operating table, and then so many bad memories came back. I started to cry, and the amazing OR nurse dabbed the tears off my cheeks and held my hand tightly, and then… I woke up hours later.
Surgery went perfectly. Hooray! There was a brief scare when they had trouble getting my BP under control, but, honestly, the eventual decision was that it was fear and stress driving it up so high. Because of this it did take them longer than normal to release me to a room.
Normally a gallbladder removal can be outpatient, but as we started so late at night, and probably also due to my BP, they kept me overnight. Probably a good choice. I got the all clear at noon or so on Wednesday and just like that, came back home.
But not until after I got jello!
The pain is better today, and I’m able to go longer than the minimum between pain pills, so that’s a good sign. It took a ridiculous amount of energy to type this blog post.
During all this drama, we’ve still been dealing with the home repairs. The contractor managed to call right when the surgeon finally arrived in my ER cubby… oi. I can’t deal with telling you about that today, but let’s leave it at, the fun is not done over here, not by far.
The Vicodin are calling me. Time to go. But first, thank you all for your well wishes. It’s appreciated.
So that 24 hour stomach bug I had last week? Not so much.
The horrific abdomen pain came back with a vengeance at 3am, and by 6am, I woke up my husband so he could drive me to the ER.
Yeah, not a stomach bug. A wonky gallbladder. Apparently it’s just totally full of stones. Awesome. And 2 attacks in a week makes me a possible candidate for removal.
Because this week didn’t suck enough already.
Last week we noticed a big leak in our house. Ugh. We’ve had tons of rain lately- very unusual for Denver. Our insurance people sent mitigation folks, who ripped open the walls and set up dryers, plus disinfected.
And they were scheduled to remove the equipment- when it rained like mad again, and more water appeared. At least this time we could see where it was coming from.
But this caused the need for more wall/floor ripping up. My poor little guy has been evicted from his bedroom, as his floor is also the ceiling that was leaking. It appears we’ve had water issues for a while but it just finally got big enough to bust through.
Yup, that carpet will have to go. And walls need to be repaired and repainted. And we have to determine why the hell it happened in the first place.
This is not meant to be a please pity me post, but after sharing all my happy stuff with you last week, I thought I should show the other stuff too.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to take one of the pain pills they ER doc prescribed, and go back to bed. Looks like there will be no sewing or knitting around here for a while.