Eye candy...

Bill is always laughing at me because I need to make regular trips back to the quilting room to visit and stroke my little collection of fabrics. There really isn't anything comparable to that, in his life. I just love the way they look and feel. These are some new batiks that I had to buy, today. At $6 a yard, I couldn't just leave them there, they had to come home with me!

Sorry I haven't posted anything lately. Just feeling a bit retiring. I had a little surgery and it went very well- like I had a rubberband around my esophogus- and they blew it to smithereens and now I swallow so much easier. I've been doing a little spring cleaning- trying to get the dust levels down and the cobwebs under control- or at least a reasonable amount. I find that cleaning isn't my favorite thing to do, but if I can rearrange the furniture- it seems a lot more fun. I still have a long way to go and that's OK because Spring is creeping in and giving me a little more time. I'm trying to focus on one room a day.

I haven't been sewing any. Just admiring the stash and walking away. Seems like I sew and quilt in spurts. Hard and heavy for a while and then off for a while. I don't mind that. It seems to work for me. I am plenty productive enough to feel no pressure when I just... sit and day dream.

Joe and Laurie's wedding day has been set for October 10 and I am very happy with how their plans are coming together. Laurie's mom is a wonder and everyone should have a wedding planner like her. Shew, I am glad that I have 5 sons in a row before the girls start down that aisle.

Well, that's all the news that's fit to print! Probably more than! Hope everyone is enjoying whatever it is that you're up to!

Hey guys!

I haven't forgotten you! I just haven't had much to post about. Or maybe I have, but I've just been too beat. Trying to clean this big ole house and it, still, is mighty dusty! No sewing to speak of. Spring is in the air and I can't seem to concentrate on quilting. Must be time to set it aside and start cleaning and weeding the flowerbeds. Or maybe just sit in the old swing and crochet a doily or two. Aren't I bad? Such a brat! Company coming and here I sit, chatting with you! Back to work or maybe to bed! Have a great week and here's hoping you are enjoying some warmer weather!

That time of year, again...

I try to make the graduating(from college) seniors a quilt for their graduation party. I usually only have one a year. I think I have 3 this year- need to get moving on it. These are two that I have done in the past and I like this pattern because it is the fastest thing, ever. I got the pattern in an old Fons and Porter magazine. Need to get the fabs- batiks work best because there are big pieces and it still gives it motion and interest. They sew up in an evening and quilt up fast, too.

My Mom and sisters, Steph and Lisa, are here for a few days- no sewing, just a lot of talking and playing and laughing. When they leave it will be time for me to hit the sewing machine, hard. Hope everyone has a great weekend!

WOW!!!!!!!!

Isn't that one of the prettiest things you have ever seen??? My Aunt Isobel- who is just way cool- had this basket delivered to the girls- to help with their recovery. Mission accomplished. They are planning a big tea party this afternoon. Thank you so much Aunt Isobel.

Sampler...

Sandy's sampler, that is. She is doing a BOM for the ladies of her local crafting circle. I just had to get in on the fun. This is their second month, but I get going on something and it's hard to stop. Poor Sandy having to come up with all twelve blocks in two months. But I sure did have a fun time of it! Can ya tell? I'm not sure how I'll set them, yet. More of the fun.

The little ones are like a litter of puppies- they just pile together. You can tell they really are sick, poor babies. Bill took them to the dr, last night and... it seems that Eva has strep and the others have ear infections. So antibiotics were started- their first time ever and WOW! what a difference. They are jabbering and feeling so much better. That's a relief as I don't know how much more of their doldrums I could have endured- when the kids aren't happy, Mama ain't happy! They are on the mend now, though. They love that blanket- my Minkee Blankee. Soft doesn't begin to describe it and I put extra high loft batting in it so it is super warm. It's a perk that they get to use it when they are sick.

A better day...

Poor little Eva is down and out with the 'flu. She is so miserable. On the day I took this picture she was as happy as a clam in chowder. This is the "new" machine that Bill bought me for valentines. Eva just loves it. Like her Mom, she sews almost every day. Crumb blocks and doll pillows, even a little free motion quilting.

I have been trying to get all of my BOM projects caught up/finished. I still have the Thangles BOM to do, but then I'm done. Having fun just playing in between dosing the kids with Tylenol or Motrin.

We just don't have enough poetry in our lives...

Do we? Poetry is like the music of the soul. It lifts us up and moves us in ways that are just a mystery. This collection is wonderful for the soul. Our son, Paul, was named after this particular poet and I just know that you all would enjoy his writing. So I thought I'd let you all in on a great deal.

PICTURES IN POETRY, VOLUME II -- highly recommended!
Hot off the press and worth twice the price! I've included a small excerpt from the book at the end of this post. It seems to fit me and my life right now.


P.J. Casebolt's PICTURES IN POETRY, VOLUME II


Mail your request with $10.00 to cover book and postage to:

PAUL J CASEBOLT
33222 CHILDRENS HOME ROAD
POMEROY OH 45769

While supplies last, Paul will include a complimentary copy of Volume I with your order for this new book. If it is convenient to do so, you might include a mailing label with your request - to save his dear (81-yr old) fingers some writing/typing.:)

Excerpt from The Drama of Life:
Act II — Middle Age

About the time I think I'm free
A sense of duty comes to me
And I begin to separate, to
Balance out my wants
And needs and dreams;
Gold and silver bring no cure,
Temporal things become less sure,
The past and present flee away
As some distant, future light
More brightly beams.

~PJ Casebolt