Sadie made the airport run with us yesterday.
You can see how she feels about the whole situation.
“Mama’s leaving me again!”
I’m so sorry, sweet girl! But you know what? I’ll be home next Wednesday, and the days are going to fly as they are so busy – at least on my end.
I wound up arriving in Akron/Canton about 3 hours later than expected. This is what happens when I take a later morning flight instead of the first one out of the gate.
Flying seems to be just like going to the doctor’s office. If you are the first patient in, you can get in and out no problem and get on with your day. If you take a later appointment – every appointment that came before you that went over time has now pushed you way out of your time slot and things start to domino –- missed second flights because of late first flights.
It’s just that being at the airport at 4:30 in the morning is NOT something that anyone loves and looks forward to.
Busy Bag to the rescute!
I had started basting this one at thet dermatology office on Tuesday. I only managed to baste two measly diamonds before being called in for my appointment. Rats! I was hoping I would sit there a while longer and make some decent progress on this one.
At the airport I was granted my wish. Ear buds in, audio book playing, I set to stitching. I finished this one by the time I had boarded for Akron in Atlanta, and then closed my eyes for a snooze.
“Still Life With Pears”
4 down, 3 to go!
I always loved the captions for still life paintings and this photo caught me as funny. However, I am happy about the pears. I love pears. I swiped these from the hotel breakfast bar and will be taking one with me today as a snack, and leaving the other for later tonight. Mmmm pears!
This arrived at home as part of this project.
I will be kitting up these projects for my China and Thailand travelers this year (click the tabs at the top of the blog for more info and COME WITH ME!) and I found just the multi-packs that I needed on the Paperpieces.com website.
Someone asked “WHY” I was stitching through the papers on these when I am just tacking the corners on the back of my small 3/4” hexagons. SIZE MATTERS. These diamonds are 1 3/4” per side. that is more than double the length of the hexies. The trailing stitches would be too long to hold the seam allowance in place. And these are acute angles, not obtuse – which simply means they are long and pointy. Sharp points need a bit more tacking down. So I’m basting with about 2 big stitches per side, and also being sure that I tack those pointy corners well so I can also stitch sharper points as I assemble them together. Big stitches are easily removed, and is no problem. And I like it much better than glue.
Earlier in the week I started a discussion about a grammar issue that drives me bonkers. Should HAVE is contracted to SHOULD’VE not SHOULD OF. That also goes for Would’ve Could’ve and any other ‘ve that is out there. There is no place for the word OF to be printed as part of this combination. That also goes for MAY OF. There is no such thing. And I let it get to me.
Why did I bother to care that others do NOT care? Because. Let’s just say that if you are walking around with the back of your skirt tucked into your pantyhose, I’m going to let you know because it makes you look silly to everyone else. If we were talking face to face, there is no text bubble over the top of your head to let me know how you are spelling things. But IO let the stress of other things going on in my life be the catalyst that set off my post.
People got mad, got angry, threw hissy fits and unfollowed me.
I wasn’t pointing this out over any one person in particular, just in general and why it SHOULD’VE mattered (Not Should OF) in world where we are communicating by the written word on a daily basis.
It didn’t matter. Instead of learning. Instead of saying “I didn’t know that, thank you – I’ll put that into practice in the future” I was the mean girl.
I get it. No one likes a Grammar Nazi. But the stress of the closing on the Virginia property, and the whole thing with the THING biopsy got to me.
Yesterday it was the same thing. I stated my feelings. I presented one side of a story from my own point of view. And I hurt some people that I didn’t want to hurt. I wasn’t singling anyone out by any means, but someone I really like was offended enough to write a very defensive post in the comments section and I want her to know that it was not my intention to make her feel that way.
I’m on the fence of keeping all of my posts totally BENIGN because every time I express how I feel – my opinion—my findings, there is someone ticked off enough to stop reading instead of allowing me the space to be myself and share what I do in my own way.
And again. I blame this on stress. Because my biopsy did not come back benign.
More about that later. I’ve got to get ready to get to class. Today is Box Kite to 50 fabulous students and the busy happy quiltiness of this day is just what I need to see me through.
Quiltville Quote of the Day!
Let’s talk Motivation!
This is greatly Illustrated by how many mystery quilts are finished in short order after our yearly Quiltville mystery is revealed simply because it has been broken down into manageable weekly clues.
Can you break down your current project into the same structure?
Make a habit of setting reachable goals!
Have a wonderful FRIDAY everyone!