Posts Tagged ‘abandoned projects’

The Beading Version of The Song That Never Ends

May 31, 2017

When my kids were little, they learned a wicked little song:

This is the song that never ends

Yes it goes on and on, my friends

Some people started singing it, not knowing what it was

And they continued singing it forever just because

This is the song that never ends . . .

It still gets stuck in my head, especially now that I’ve put aside my Santa Fe quilt.

This is on its side, although I might hang it this way eventually

Since an overall beading design didn’t immediately leap to mind, I started beading the sections.

Beads for the Turquoise Trail

There is more empty space for beading and quilting, but at the moment I’m out of ideas.

Perhaps the turtle will tell me what to do next

That’s okay with me. I have plenty of other projects to occupy my time. Also, like the song that never ends, I suspect I’ll revisit the project now and again, beading needle in hand.

Luck and wisdom!

Is There Joy In Organizing?

April 29, 2015

The bathroom remodel is finally done. The last trim pieces were installed, and the varnish on the vanity (and isn’t that a great name for a novel?) has cured long enough to organize the drawers and cupboard.

The vanity that Stewart built

The vanity that Stewart built

I should be thrilled, but I’m not. Storage in the old bathroom was minimal, so now that we have more room I’ll be moving items from other cabinets into the new bathroom. That means there will be holes on shelves all around the house. The sensible part of my brain tells me to look at the new-found space with a view to better efficiency. The selfish part of my brain says, “Stuff the shelves with overflow from the sewing room!”

The sewing room is looking pretty bad these days. The projects I left before heading out to Art Quilt Santa Fe did not magically make themselves. Also, I came back with more treasures.

Lani Longshore deer pin

This pin depicts deer in the desert, but I’m seeing reindeer that can go with my Space Viking series (don’t ask about the connection – it makes sense to me).

Thanks, Betty!

Thanks, Betty!

This is a piece of hand-painted silk Betty Busby gave me. I have many ideas, and some new silk batting to use.

Lani Longshore bird toy

This is a toy that Gale Oppenheim-Pietrzak gave me. It flashes different colors when you squeeze it. I had hoped to post a video of the light show, but technology has thwarted me. My ancient phone and camera aren’t compatible with the systems on our Linux-based computers. Perhaps someday I’ll be able to post it. And my sewing room will be tidy. And my projects will finish themselves. And pigs will fly.

Luck and wisdom!

Notebooks and Deadlines and Lists, Oh My

November 27, 2013

My pumpkin pie is baking as I write. The good news is I won’t have to hide it from the family, because we’re celebrating Thanksgiving today. My son works tomorrow, and my daughter is house-sitting for traveling friends, so today is our day.


Tomorrow is list day.


Every year, I leap feet-first into a major panic at Thanksgiving. Did I remember to buy the stuffing (I forgot one year)? Do I have enough wrapping paper for the presents that have to be mailed in the next week (and can I find it)? Have I overbooked myself once again with things that sounded like so much fun when I said yes in August (and do I dare turn the calendar page to look)? Can my aging brain cells keep all the things I need to remember in a safe place?


I’ll never know the answer to that last question because this year I decided to use a safety net.


My brain for the next six weeks

My brain for the next six weeks


My notebook collection includes one that is festive enough to find easily. I jammed it and the pen in my pocket as I was heading out yesterday, determined to write down all the stray thoughts, stocking stuffer ideas, and notes to self about projects I agreed to do. I filled two pages in three hours.


“Self,” I said, “you’ll probably need another pocket notebook. It should be sturdy, bright enough to be seen under the stacks on your desk, and cheap.” Then I remembered one of my many abandoned projects.


My back-up brain for the next six weeks

My back-up brain for the next six weeks


I bought some shiny red card stock months ago to make . . . well, I can’t remember what I was going to make. I cut it in half, then folded it, then gave it the pocket test. It’s slightly bigger than the notebook I’m using now, but it will work.


Finding paper to put inside was a snap. I have lots of stationary left from the days when I sent newsletters via the post office rather than the internet.


Who's old enough to remember this?

Who’s old enough to remember this?


Since this notebook only has to last until Christmas, New Year’s at the most, I decided to bind it with quilting thread.


Not time seeping through a crack in the universe - just thread and a flash

Not time seeping through a crack in the universe – just thread and a flash


The tiny knot on the inside doesn’t interfere with folding or writing at all.


Hurrah for the quilters' knot!

Hurrah for the quilters’ knot!


I am inordinately proud of myself for finishing this project. It is useful, pretty, and made from supplies I already have. Best of all, it might even calm my jangled nerves when my holiday panic hits, knowing I can find my notes.


My pie is done. Happy Thanksgiving!