Sunday, March 18, 2012

Found: My (quilt) top!

 So I decided to clean out my sewing/laundry room. I thought I had a much larger space to work in. But no. I work in this little place that's supposed to stay organized like this all the time, but I could never keep it like this during pre-market madness...which is just around the corner. I decided it would be best if I at least had a clean start this time. 

 Doesn't it look nice? after I organized everything, I made the quilt top that I posted about recently. The one that looks like this:

I had folded it up and put it on the counter top by the row of fabric bolts, figuring I would get it machine quilted and bound when I got back from my trip, to post about on the blog. But when I came home, it was nowhere to be found. I grilled all of my children, individually under hot lights. Each person was cross examined over and over, because I was sure someone had done something terrible to it, and thrown it in the trash (which was hauled away) so I would not find the evidence. I resorted to cruel prisoner of war tactics, threatening to do all sorts of...things to them. (not really, but I was pretty upset)

So then my husband intervenes. He says to me: "What will you do for me if I find it?" I look around sheepishly, trying to think of something that would satisfy him without making me work too hard. We decided on a foot massage, (or something like that). He disappeared into my sewing room for a few minutes, and then emerged looking all pleased with himself while hiding something behind his back. "You found it!?" I said..."Where? Where was it? Did you hide it from me?" He then shows me the quilt top, still neatly folded. 

I tore that room apart. It was not in there. I swear on my favorite sweatpants that it was not in the sewing room.

He says he found it behind the bolts of fabric, sandwiched between them and the window. 

Now how did he think to look there? This never happens, mind you. He never finds anything. I am the one who miraculously finds things that no one can find. Not him. So this was like the biggest event of the century for him. He is going to lord this over me for years to come.

Not to mention the ridiculous "foot massage" I am going to have to somehow get out of.

More to come on the quilt...

Monday, March 12, 2012

Goodbye Cabo...

I guess all good things must come to an end. 

Ain't it the truth?? (I actually believe there are a few good things that never end. But that's a topic for another day!)

I just returned from a lovely time with friends in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. It was truly refreshing and relaxing.
We stayed in the same lovely home (owned by our good friends Jackie and Kirk) that we have stayed in before. You may remember it from posts past...

 These, above are shots of the interior main floor. They don't do justice to the space at all. I wish I had taken a better shot of the domed brick ceilings! 

And these next three are shots off the veranda, catching in a bit of the pool, and down to the beach which is breaking just about 50-100 or so feet below.


 Once again, the camera can't do it any justice. The view is absolutely breathtaking! And to hear the waves crash below as you sit by the pool is simply beyond mesmerizing.

 This, below is a shot off the breakfast deck, showing Kirk, Jackie, and my husband Hal relaxing in the pool. It was the PERFECT temperature.


 Hot tub...

 A view of the interesting architecture on the rooftop of one of the homes below, nestled into the rocks on the shore.

 This stretch of beach is just to the right from where I stood on the veranda, looking out over the Pacific. It is the same stretch of sand where the movie "TROY" was filmed. Or close to it.

And this is (a very fuzzy) picture of my friends Carrie in black, myself in the middle, and Jackie in the purple...her signature color!

Anyway...I'm sure I could put up more pics, but I did not want to bore you all to tears with my travelogue.

It was a great getaway for Hal and me, all thanks to our dear friends who invited us there to stay! I am grateful for such blessings in my life. The friendships are the most important part of all of it, of course. They make it all so much more fun!

Thanks again Jackie and Kirk, and Carrie and David, for a wonderful trip! 

Now back to the quilts I have to finish!! Remember those?

I'll keep you posted...