Springing Spring...

We used to talk about 'getting sprung" when we were imprisoned- no, not literally, but figuratively, by an unpleasant task. We've been trying to get Spring sprung around here... but I think it is still needing to do some time. Brrr...

Let me just tell you about the great week I had. First, I had house guests- some of our oldest, dearest friends. Donna and I go way back- to the days before my wedding day. Her husband was the best man. Who would have thought that 21 years later, we'd still be yacking it up and having just a high ole time? Unfortunately, the stomach virus choose just that same week to visit!! Don't ya just love how that happens? Guys, you cannot really imagine the...chaos... in a house with 10 residents and 3 house guests... AND THE TUMMY BUG!!! I still have a hard time accepting how it all went down, er, rather up! Oh my!! What an ordeal! It was surreal. And still we had a blast! I'm not kidding, the wildest time, ever.

See, the kids decide to get it pretty much consecutively. One after another after another. Thankful, oh so thankful, for 3 bathrooms!! I got it it last- which is saying something for my cleaning skills 'cause I was cleaning up a lot of messes from the youngest three! Bleach was my closest friend. Speaking of friends... my poor houseguests were really pretty much hostages. Here they are, in the path of a train wreck and they got no way out! They had driven 9 hours to be here- taken time off work... they kept saying that they would rather be here, sick with us, than home and healthy. I kept saying, "You're crazy!!" After 9 days, they never did get sick. Amazing. And we still did quite a bit of fun stuff, despite the headaches and the rumbing in our tummlies. Lots of card games, lots of movies, and even some quilting.

Donna bought the pattern and fabrics for these blocks as part of the Hancock Fabrics Block of The Month. She had two blocks done and I helped her finish it all up. I'd cut and iron and she'd sew. Now that's a Springy, happy quilt. I put a peice of vintage fabric on the back, but forgot to get a picture. But it was cool, too. Did you notice there are only 9 blocks and traditionally, most years have 12 months? ya did? knew we couldn't get anything past you guys! well, that's just how many she got. 9. ya gotta love that number.