Monday, June 20, 2016

When daughters have good fathers

You great pictures like this of your dad with your daughter. 

And a picture of your daughter with her dad (as she poses like her dad and granddad).

I'm told she read nearly every card in the Hallmark store before selecting the one that had her favorite things and the best sentiment for Granddad.  And that tie her dad is wearing?  It came from a little store nearby that she's had her eye on for months.  Every time we went into that store (which was nearly every time she noticed it was open), we had to look at their tiny selection of men's accessories while so she could dream and scheme. She gets very particular about her gifts, and she was very emphatic about getting a good surprise for Cody this year because "he's the best dad in the whole world."

I know just how she feels.  We're both some very lucky daughters.

Friday, June 10, 2016

Lovely things

The morning glory vine winding its way around the volunteer maple tree we having growing on our balcony.

The little girl who drips popsicle juice everywhere and talks to bugs on the balcony.

The speckles on an egg.  Mom gives me eggs from her chickens and the only thing I like better than free eggs fresh off the farm is when I get really pretty free eggs fresh off the farm.

This summer shawl for myself that I'm just kind of throwing out there with a super modified pattern and some yarn I got as a birthday present in 2013(?).  This is coming together nicely.

As always, granny squares.

Thursday, June 9, 2016

A post for April and May's books

Here they are, in no real particular order and without a lot of commentary.  Asterisks mark the library books.  My Tony Hillerman streak continues, happily.

Dry Bones. Craig Johnson.*
The Gift of Failure: How the Best Parents Learn to Let Go so Their Children Can Succeed. Jessica Lahey*
Coyote. Tony Hillerman.*
Blessing Way. Tony Hillerman.*
Dance Hall of the Dead. Tony Hillerman*
The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up. Marie Kondo.*
Pieces: A Year in Poems and Quilts. Anna Grossnickle Hines.*
Spark Joy: An Illustrated Master Class on the Art of Organizing and Tidying Up. Marie Kondo.*
The Little Spark: 30 Ways to Ignite Your Creativity. Carrie Bloomstein.*
The Girl in the Spider's Web. David Lagercrantz.* 

Summary: I love the library, how-to's, pop psychology, and stoic men solving crimes.  I'm not quite ready to follow Marie Kondo's teachings and I don't know why because I love her.  Tony Hillerman makes me want to drive out West more so than usual.  I don't know why I keep reading Lisbeth Salander novels because I don't love them.  I would like to give out The Gift of Failure at baby showers, but feel like that's weird.

Wednesday, June 8, 2016

A birthday post for Laine!

Laine had a birthday yesterday!

I just really love this picture of Ellis's birthday.

It's been another big year.  She had another beautiful and big baby boy--and for a brief little while had two kids under the age of two.


She does things like stay at home with her multiple children, handle home ownership stuff, travel alone with those children in the car, and manages to see her friends more than every six months.


(I, on the other hand, took five minutes to type that last sentence because I was so distracted by how loudly Evelyn is singing in the shower.)

Also, she always has great hair.

She was even kind enough to take a nice picture of me with Calvin after he was born because she's always good about remembering that sometimes I'm not in any photographs because I'm behind the camera.

Calvin was not as thrilled with it as I was, but you can't please everyone.  Someday, little baby, you'll know to be impressed with how gracious and great your mom was while recovering from a C-section.

Goodness only knows what she'll do with Year 32, but I'm sure it will be fantastic.  We've got a few tentative plans for kid adventures this summer.  I've been acting like it's important to get the cousins together (I mean, it is), but she's still one of my favorite people to play with and I really like going to zoos or museums with her.   Sometimes I feel a little silly about being the kind of big sister I am, but I must say that my siblings are very strong and smart and they have great hair and are excellent drivers.  They're some of the best people I know, and Laine is my oldest friend (after Mamaw).  I can send her a birthday text 'from' her niece that's a rambling rundown of her exercise class and she'll find it thrilling.  I got really excited that she was the first person to wish me a happy Mother's Day this year, and that I got to wish her one as well. 

She's one of my favorite people, and I'm looking forward to another year of watching her do her thing.

I'll be sure to take pictures.

Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Fabric and thread things

I've been trying to embroidery. 

I made that for Mom as a Mother's Day present.  I haven't done a lot of embroidery, especially without on a pattern and on regular fabric. But that was my card (my present was manual labor). 

I'd like to sew another throw pillow--one that's probably three times the size of this one. 

It won't be so fussy.  I'll use bigger and fewer pieces, and maybe Evelyn can help me piece it together.  We've got a long weekend ahead of us and I'm full of plans. 

Cody and I are working on a quilt.  After a lot of waffling about how we'd arrange the squares, I figured we'd just go for it.  We decided how many squares we wanted in each horizontal row (I think we're 'supposed' to do it lengthwise, but that seemed too daunting) and just went for it after Evelyn went to bed.  I put together a row and sew it up, and then he does.  He cut out most of the pieces and I did all of the ironing.  I'll probably sew all of the strips together (but maybe not.  We're using his grandma's sewing machine and he seems to be remembering how to work it), and who knows what we'll do about the binding.  We'll probably just tie it off instead of quilting. 

It's for Evelyn, of course.  We've wanted to make a quilt for her since she was in my belly, but it just didn't happen.  Now she's here and we know her a bit better and she's starting to outgrow some of the blankets I made her.  She still likes this quilt, but it's currently on top of her doll, Sonnykin.  I don't know.  I just like to make her covers.

I could go on and on about quilts and blankets and what it means to keep someone warm with the work from your hands, but that will probably be another post for another time.  Maybe after we finish the quilt top and I take some pictures.  For now I'm ready to sleep under the blanket I made myself as a college freshman.  It's a quilt top made of scraps that I sewed on top of a comforter I bought at Fred's for $20 a day or two before I went away to college.  It's a weird mishmash of weights and textures and it's mine.