We had 546 entries in our drawing for the March/April 2014 issue of Quiltmaker Magazine! WOW!
I really love this issue…the springy bright colors are calling to me, and I can hardly wait for our forsythia to start blooming……do you think it will have started by the time I return from this 2 week trip?
I am afraid I might miss it! Wait all year for spring to come and poof -- I'm out of town.
I plugged the numbers unto the random number generator, pushed the button and held my breath to see what number came up ---
All the while, fingers and toes were crossed that the generator would choose someone who had a name AND an email address for contact --- last time we had to choose 3 times to find someone with contact info.
You did well!!
The numbers came up ----and I dug through the comments to go find entry number 83!!
Who is Number 83?
Come on down, ROBERTA MIGLIN!!
I’m very excited for her – Roberta comments often on the blog and I feel like I have gotten to know her via our email exchanges. Roberta, I’ve sent you an email asking you to get your snail mail address back to me. We’ll get this issue off to you as soon as we can!
I received a pleasant surprise yesterday. Or more like…I remembered it…AGAIN! ((Because I had forgotten!))
My flight today isn’t until 2pm ---so I get the morning at home to enjoy before heading out to the airport.
And then the notice came to my email last night that I have been bumped up to FIRST CLASS from Washington/Dulles all the way to Phoenix! YAY!
Guess who will be sewing hexies in First Class? If you’ve gotta fly --- there is no better way to go.
I am missing my Grannie today. February 8th is her birthday ---Happy Birthday, Grannie! Mary Margaret Malcolmson Wilkinson Buckbee. Quite a mouthful, isn't it? She is my dad's mom.
This is a bad photo of a photo –Grannie in her 20s. This would be in the 1930s. She was such a beautiful, classy lady!
I’d go spend summers with her in Minnesota when I was growing up, and when I was a teen, she and Grandpa John became snowbirds, escaping Minnesota winters and trading them for Arizona sunshine.
More memories were made spending winter visits out near Rio Verde, and I came to love Arizona and consider it Grannie's domain just as much as Minnesota.
Flying to Arizona today on Grannie’s birthday has her heavy on my heart. So many things I wish I could tell her. I wish I could wrap my arms around her neck and hug her close and smell that scent that was uniquely hers. I wonder what she’d think of her Bonnie Belle and how her life turned out?
Another bad photo of a photo…
This is Grannie at about 80. Still beautiful, with a show-stopper of a smile. I’m guessing this is about 1990 or a bit before, deep into my “doll days” before designing for Butterick. I made her a set of reindeer dolls for Christmas – she loved dolls, and so did I.
Those were the days!
Time for breakfast – have a great weekend, everyone!