Confidential to Kerri.

Sneak peek for Kerri. (Wow, so many people misspell it as "sneak peak", that I just did and had to fix it. A pet peeve for sure!)

Anyhow, twin, this is for you. Just a beginning, and I'm sooo slow, and now I have to stop, but at least it's getting started. Finally!

Breakfast and prints

We printed up a stack of 4x6s for our friends heading to India later this month, and I was sorting as I had some excellent Caribou Coffee (oh please come to Tennessee) and some mediocre scones. (Note: don't melt the butter next time.) It's about 14° here in Middle Tennessee and I've got on about as many layers as the Grand Canyon. But it's gorgeously bright and sunny, and the coffee's hot, and I'm inside. Thank you Lord. 

My friends will be fund-raising for a couple weeks more if you are interested in ordering. Email and other info are here, as well as in the link on the sidebar.

There's no place like Rome!

Went up to the church house to take some pictures of VBS in Rome. I helped Debra J. with banner stencilling, and Kerri and I did the designs for all 28. It was so much fun. Pictured above is my favorite Roman and my favorite banner.

Here are a few more of our little designs. Debra is a stencil whiz, and it was fun to learn her tips and tricks. And of course fun to think about ancient Rome, as it always is!
Nice to put all that random knowledge to use!

Who can resist a sale?

Just in time for my birthday. What a good husband I have, who gives me a gift certificate to Textile Fabric, and on a sale week. It was insanity incarnate, even on the third day of the sale, but oh what fun! Had to call and gloat to my sewing sister... who was thrilled for me because she is just a sweet person. And doesn't it take the fun out of gloating when someone responds with joy for you? Ah well. Anyhow, it brought our total phone calls (to and fro this birthday week so far) up to 26. And that's not counting gmail chats and webcam conversations. I tell you, it's the next best thing to being together. When I first moved away from her, Texas, and all of my family, we relied on stamped, mailed, hand-written letters. I know, it's unbelievable. But we were too broke for long distance, and cell phones of that era were high dollar and as big as a briefcase. For Emergency Use Only, Dad said. It stayed under the seat of my car. In it's giant bag.
Between Textile and Hancock's of Paducah, I'm developing an addiction I can neither afford nor store. But it's all on sale, and who can resist that?
Thanks, husband. Remember, your birthday's coming up.

Memory weather.

All day long I kept feeling as if I were in my college years at Texas Tech, studying art. That image above is probably one of the projects I was working on at the time.
It's been cloudy and windy, cool and fresh and polleny all day. Even the songs on radios in my car, in stores, in the grocery, all things I loved to listen to during that time. Sensory deja vu, and it's hard to explain. Maybe my subconscious is wishing I were back home, even as I am enjoying another lovely Tennessee spring. I shudder to think that 20 years ago next month (er, tomorrow), I was getting set to graduate high school.

Oh, it hurts to think about it. But I would never, ever go back and do it again. It's much, much better on this side of it all.