Champions Again!

For the second year in a row, my daughter's women's soccer team, Just Kickin' It, won the league championship!  That's T in the front row, second from the right.  Way to go, T!

Sunday Stash # 4

I picked up this set of fat quarters at a booth at Road to California - just because I liked them. I have no idea what I'll do with them!







Sunday Stash home

No stitching today - it's all about the food

Today was my first day to volunteer at the Inland Empire Organic Produce Buying Club's distribution. Go here to read all about the fabulous produce I brought home!

Indiana Puzzle Block

An interesting mix of four-patches and half-square triangles, this one was easy and quick.

Rocky Mountain Puzzle Block

During a visit to a quilt shop in Las Vegas (The Christmas Goose), I fell in love with a huge pack of brown, tan, and grey fat quarters. I've been wondering what I would do with them, and now I've made up my mind. On a couple of quilting sites I've found a large number of free 12" block patterns - and will use those nice browns to make a "manly" sampler quilt to put on my husband's bed some day. This is the first block - it's called Rocky Mountain Puzzle. One version I saw had it only two colors; another had 4 - which I decided to do. I've been making 6" blocks for so long that it was pretty strange making one that was 12".

Liberty Star

I'll admit I hated doing this one, but I'm glad I stuck with it and got it finished. It has 12 "Y" seams - the first 8, which were in the stripes, came out well. The next four, attaching the gold triangles, were a pain in the rear. You can see a little puckering in the one on the far right , but I've already re-stitched it FOUR times! No more. It's good enough for me. : )

Comfort from a Stapler

I hung up the phone, after talking to yet another young teacher who received a layoff notice. I had to tell her I can't make the District make better decisions. Turning to my desk, needing to staple her paperwork together, I reached for the stapler that I brought back from San Antonio after Daddy died.

It was his stapler. He touched it with his own hands.

I broke down, clutching it to my chest for comfort.

It's just a stapler, but I needed my Daddy so much.

There are 70 bright, young, talented teachers out there needing their Daddies now, too.