Three Shoe Day!

Long ago, when the kids were small and the knees still worked, every so often I'd have what I like to call a 3 shoe day.  I'd get to wear my cleats (boots) coaching kid's soccer in the morning, I'd get to wear bike shoes on an afternoon ride, and then slip on the Sambas for an indoor soccer game--those were great days. Three shoe days! 

I wore the same shoes all day yesterday, but I'm pretty sure it was a 3 shoe day.  Kelly and I met some long-time friends we hadn't seen for ages for lunch. 

We went to the airport to see the solar powered airplane. The plane is making an around-the-world flight without using any fuel. The plane made an unscheduled stop in Tulsa and is housed in an airplane hangar here until the weather clears and it can resume flying. 

I returned to work to hear the incomparable Dean Erwin Chemerinsky talk about the Supreme Court and the 2016 election.  He's a captivating speaker.

Then, I attended a fabulous team meeting for the ACTS retreat.

 If that's not a 3-shoe day, then they aren't being made any more.  It was a rainy Monday to boot.  

New Endeavors/Passions

Since my last post was fully a year ago, it's obvious that the new passion is NOT blogging.  

After literally YEARS of snarling at the influx of quilting fabric overtaking the garment fabric available at the fabric stores and harrumphing (how do you spell that anyway?) about  those craft sewers, a few years ago I consented to sewing a few straight lines of quarter inch seam allowance to make some baby quilts for charity.  All the while proclaiming that I AM NOT A QUILTER, I stealthily collected a few cheerful bits of cotton fabric that might be nice accompaniments to the donated fabric used by our group, King's Quilters and Crafters at Christ the King Parish.

  Can you guess where this is going?  

So, I rocked along making a few baby quilts a year.  I made a few aprons for gifts.  I practiced quilting by making place mats for the kitchen table.  (OK, the place mat drawer might be overflowing and there might be some cloth napkins involved).  And then, as things tend to do, somehow things sort of got out of control...

the workroom got cleaned up

shelves were rearranged and moved

the big loom was slid across the room to make space

Kelly wrote a big check

and

 Whaaaaaat happened?????  

Longarm quilting machine happened, that's what.  12 foot long table happened, that's what.  Her name is Gertrude, that's what.  

9 baby quilts done by me and 6 more quilted for others, that's what. 

 I guess I am a quilter after all.  

My new business is AnnMade, LLC.  I'll be quilting for fun and profit in my spare time soon.   You can check out that blog at annmadeLLC.blogspot.com 

 In the meantime, I'm upstairs in the workroom playing with thread and moving my now sizeable stash of fabric from pile to pile trying to decide how best to use it up.  Or maybe I'll just go buy more fabric, because God might stop making cotton, and then where would I be?