Its finally finished!

It’s finally finished! I am so proud of it. I have to admit, when I started this, what 4 weeks ago I believe, I wasn’t sure I could finish it. I thought I might just get bored. But hour after hour for weeks on end, I stitched and could no stop. Watching the colors pop off the plain white fabric and turn into a beautiful picture that just pops, well, I loved every minute of it. I put in the last cross stitch last night and I spent today cutting and ironing and manged to get it quilted together. I am very proud of it and am excited to start my next project. Image


What a week!

What a week! Really, I have nothing exciting or interesting to share here today, but I want to get into the habit of posting so I must stop my cross stitch project for a few minutes and blog. Last week was incredibly eventful not in a good way for our country and I am hoping this week is very uneventful. The town of West, Tx is about 18 miles from where I live and I feel so awful for those people. I saw on the news today that they have a curfew, they have to stay in their homes from 7pm to 7am. They didn’t really say why though. Also, 350 homes have no water and the entire town has a boil water warning. They do not know when they will have safe and clean water again as many seals on the underground pipes where damaged during the explosion. 

As for me, I have been cross stitching the top to a lap quilt and I am getting close to finishing the top, the end is in sight. My kids have 6 weeks of school left and summer vacation is starting to work it’s way into their heads. Homework is getting harder to get to, playing outside  for hours at a time for middle child who can not get enough of his friend Payton, who, apparently is the coolest kid in the neighborhood! My oldest son is longing to get monthly subscriptions to various on-line games again and to stay up all night playing them. My daughter is excited to have her brothers home again to play with. 

My thoughts are with the people of Boston and the people of West, the memorial for the many firefighters that lost their lives will be on Thursday. I would like to take my children to it so they can understand what true hero’s they were, many of them were volunteers. 

Anyway, enjoy the day everyone because it is a beautiful one and tell you’re friends and family how much they mean to you. If I can find the link to the town of West, I know they are in need of gift cards for those people in the town that were asked to get rid of all food products for fear of contamination. If I can find the link, I will post it. It’s difficult to find just because of the towns name. Image

No, I am not bored.

Yesterday, my husband asked a simple question. “Aren’t you bored with that yet?” Oh course not. I suppose I asked the same thing of my mother, watching her sit in her chair with a special light over her and a small table next to her as she would spend hours and hours of time cross stitching. Well, I have thought about my husbands question and it does seem rather tedious to be making hundreds of X’s over and over again, sorting through colors and counting stitches. To a non-stitched, I suppose it seems boring. So, why don’t I get bored with it?

It’s the colors I think. It’s so wonderful seeing the beautiful colors pop off the white canvas, like paint. It’s almost magical to see the pattern come together to create beautiful picture and to make something that will be around for years to come.I will wait and be patient and then look forward to seeing and hearing my family’s reaction when at last I have finished this project. It is coming together beautifully and I am enjoying the stitching. So, the next time he ask’s me that question, and he will, I will simply say, “no, I am not bored.”Image

Patience and Patterns

Oh what a weekend! As a stay at home mom, I say TGIM! This weekend I started a new project. It’s probably not going to be something I put on ETSY and it will take weeks to finish. What I will gain from it is patients. I started a cross stitch lap quilt. 

I have done one of these before, when I was pregnant with my first son and I spent weeks cross stitching it, only to never finish it, I never did the quilting part of it and so all I had was a quilt top. The other day while thinking of what to do next, I came across this pattern and knowing with my mother’s cross stitch threads so neatly organized I would have all the needed colors. My mother was a fantastic cross Image. What I am working on, I am sure she would consider it a “cheating cross stitch” meaning that on the fabric is the little X’s needed for the pattern. I have tried cross stitching the “good way” many times, but it is incredibly difficult, all the counting and tiny little holes and all of the shades! Ugh! I always loose my place and make many mistakes, get frustrated and quit the project in frustration. However these “pre-printed” projects, I enjoy. 

I named my ETSY shop BadStitches, cause I am bad at hand stitches, but really, it’s only because I haven’t really tried. Well, that’s not true, I do try, I just need practice. I figured when I saw this old and forgotten project in the trunk, I knew this is what I need to be patient and to follow a pattern. It’s more of a training myself to be more observant of the importance of keeping the stitches neat and tidy and remember than following a pattern is a good thing! 

Things my mother left me

My mother died unexpectedly almost 4 years ago. It was a surprise and a shock and I was not ready for it. Suddenly, besides mourning, I had so much to deal with and it was a nightmare. I took some of her things but so much of it just made me so sad and there were so many bills to pay, that I sold most of it. The things I kept were all of her sewing supplies, except for her sewing machine which I gave to her close friend. I kept all her sewing books and cross stitching items as well. 

Over time it has gotten much easier and all the hard stuff has long been finished. I have been trying to learn how to sew on my own using her enormous fabric stash and collection of thread, I have yet to have to buy threat or fabric. Her quilting obsession began long after I moved out of her house and on my own, but today, I decided to start a new project, one that I have not done in many years, something she taught me how to do and as a kid I would watch her work and be amazed at the beautiful things she created using only a needle and thread. Today, I opened up her collection of cross stitch supplies. 

As a child I would watch her sit in her chair and stitch for hours on end. She was ambidextrous, meaning she could do anything with both of her hands. She used both hands to cross stitch and finished projects that were perfect in record time. Believe me, these things were perfect, if they had a flaw, she would correct it. She used to tell me that it was very important for the backs to look almost exactly like the fronts. She was neat and organized. 

I took out a pattern this morning and went an opened the giant tote I keep all of her threats in.  I did not think for one moment that all the colors I would need for this project would be missing, and I was right. All of her threats were neatly organized and labeled by numbers in small plastic organizers and so I had not trouble finding the exact colors I needed. 

I miss my mother and think of her every day. I found the one plastic box that contained my own collection of hardly used cross-stitch threats and compared them to my mothers. Mine were thrown in, numbered but not in order and messy while her’s were perfect. Instead of feeling sad and guilty for using “her things”, I am glad that I have them. I can remember my mom teaching me how to do it and perhaps, my kids will someday remember happy times watching me do it. Thank you mom for leaving me the most important parts of you, in my heard, mind and in my memories. If only I can keep everything just as well organized as you did. 

Nominated for a Liebster Award

Thank you so much for nominating me daisybellecrafts.

To accept the award there are a few rules to follow:

The rules:
The Liebster Award is given by bloggers to bloggers who have less than 200 followers.
Each blogger should answer the questions the tagger has set for you.
Choose eleven new bloggers to pass the award on to and link them in your post.
Create eleven new questions for the chosen bloggers.
Go back to their page and tell them about the award.
Each blogger should post eleven random facts about themselves.
No Tag Backs.


Okay, random random facts about me. 

1. I love animals, especially cats and bats and I think seeing an Owl in a tree is a sign that I will be moving soon, (it’s happened to me twice and the only times I have ever seen an Owl outside).

2. I am terrified of people. Not sure why, I surround myself by my family and I let a few people into my life, but overall , they scare me and I have a tendency to get upset when there are too many people around, therefore I go shopping at 7 in the morning on Sundays.

3. As a child I preferred the company of books over friends and spent hours in my bedroom reading during the summer time. I loved Sweet Valley High series and then switched to Stephen King. I had to hide my Stephen King books as my religious mother believed he was going to turn me to Satan, though she never even tried to read one. 

4. I have 3 teeth. It’s awful and I listened to bad advice. People often think that I did drugs, which I have never ever done! It came from a horrible fear of the evil DENTIST. I was so scared of dentists I didn’t go for ten years. My teeth were okay until I got pregnant with my first child and suddenly, they all started rotting and falling out. Also, I have a terrible gag reflex and spent thousands of dollars on first, trying to fix my teeth then dentures which are painful and make me ill. It took me years to “be okay” with this and start making friends again. I have learned that people like me for who I am, not what I look like. I still will never smile for a picture though. 

5. I miss my mom. She passed away almost 4 years ago very suddenly and still think of her everyday. 

6. I love rainy days and can’t get enough of thunderstorms. I encourage my children to play in the rain, but always make them come in before they get too wet. I once found a beautiful photo blown up poster size in a art museum of the rain from inside a window, was so beautiful and if I had the money, I would have bought it right away. That was 5 years ago and I still can’t stop thinking of it. 

7. Because I feel like a misfit, I love creating misfits. I love when one of my “creatures” turns out really weird and unusual. The quirkier the better. 

8. I have three children who are the love of my life, I can not imagine what my life would be without any of them. I try not to post about them too much because I have a fear of weirdo’s seeing them, you just never know any more, but I am incredibly proud of each one of them. 

9. I dream of living in the mountains as my grandparents do. So quiet, so beautiful and peaceful, so many amazing birds to watch and deer to look for, someday I will have a home in the mountains. 

10. I am addiction to soda. I just can not get enough of it, though I would love to be able to cut it out of my life forever because it is so bad for me, I just can’t do it. I wish they had a patch for it.

11. I never buy anything to decorate my house. I spend my money on books, electronics and crafting items. I have dreams of what I would like my home to look like, however, never being in the same place for more than 3 years my entire life, I don’t want to spend a lot of energy and money  getting attached to any one home. Someday, I will buy a house in the mountains and never leave. 

These are the questions from DaisyBelle

1. Favorite author? Stephen King

2. Favorite room or space in or outside of my house? My grandparents fire pit. It’s the only place that has always been there. 

3. Favorite color? Blue

4. Favorite Film? Wizard of Oz

5. Favorite Dish? California Tacos…a family recipe that has nothing to do with tacos

6. Favorite quote? Do not look to the past, for there is no future in it. 

7. Best Holiday? Halloween

8. Favorite actor/actress? Johnny Depp

9. Favorite Beverage? Coke a Cola

10. Favorite childhood memory? Going to my grandparents cabin every other weekend

11. Advice I would have given yourself 10 years ago? Don’t be afraid of the dentist. 


My questions for those that I nominate?


1. What do you like most about yourself?

2. What do you hate most about yourself?

3. What is you’re dream vacation?

4. What is your favorite hobby?

5. What is you’re favorite animal?

6. Favorite author?

7. What is the most important thing you have learned from somebody?

8. Who was you’re favorite teacher?

9. What is you’re greatest fear?

10. What is you’re favorite song?

11. What is your guilty pleasure. 

Putting the doll up for sale on Etsy.

Sometimes it’s hard to look at you’re work and think…is this good enough? Would anybody actually want this? It’s easy to say, no one will like this, it’s not good enough and through it out or put it somewhere out of site and mind. 

This morning I was looking at my finished doll, not sure it was finished. My bats and owls that I make, their personalities usually jump out at me, but this doll did not. I couldn’t “hear” her voice. This morning, I realized why, it was because she was very shy. Her brown hair and her clothes, though the skirt is a bit short, reminded me of Laura, you know the Laura I am talking about, the one nick names half-pint. I named her Ms. Wilder because she is not a child but not quiet an adult yet. Her head is in her books. She prefers to find a nice quiet tree to sit down next to and read. Is she good enough to put on Etsy? Especially since she is my first doll? I don’t know, but it certainly will not hurt to find out. Image