They were mini rolls. And I think I can make these colours/patterns work, especially with what I already have:
They’re for the double wedding ring quilt class I’m starting in May that I already mentioned.
I met Jana today for lunch, that was nice. I need to get out and see other human beings every once in a while. Lately I have been feeling very insular and lonely. I find that when I do hang out with anyone they inevitably ask me how I am taking care of myself and I honestly don’t have an answer to that question. Maybe I need to start drinking again, that’s pretty helpful.
Ha ha, just kidding. Sorta.
I am not drinking this year and I know exactly what you mean. Somehow it was easier for me to maintain regular life when I used to drink and forget my troubles over the weekend. Well, at least now it is easier to get out of bed on a sunday morning, that is something, after all :).
Delicious fabric.
Those are pretty I can’t wait to see the finished product.
p.s. I’m always up for more lunch dates.
Great fabrics! I am a wee mite jealous.
Maybe getting out to a new quilting class will help to keep the isolate-yourself blues at bay.
If I may put my advice cap on for a momento…
Someone once helped me to get out more when I was in a rough place by suggesting that when faced with an uncomfortable or unanswerable question I should give a one word answer such as “great” or “good” or whatever and then immediately begin asking questions about THAT persons life. Because people LOVE to talk about themselves and they love someone to listen. So, if you pursue an active interest in their life they will soon drop their thoughts on whatever you are having trouble answering.
It actually worked. It was kind of funny in a social experiment kind of way too.
*cap off*
Have fun with your quilt!
It is pretty fabric. Not what I’d have chosen but I’m super glad I got these. Definitely workable. And I know once our teacher sees it she’ll be good at helping sort it all out.
Yes, Laura, that is good advice. And I’ll go it one further, I just need to stfu sometimes. But it’s hard-people love to hear gossip. And I’ll never save the drama for my mama, I like to spread love.
;)
I am also guilty of the ‘forget that the last time I told you anything about me it came back to bite me in the ass’ faux-pas.
at the end of the day, sometimes people stink. but most of the time people are awesome and we don’t notice because we are busy noticing the stink from the last person (even when any of these persons is ourself).
but here is the best news (in my mind)…
You bring a smile to my days with your city life photos. Thank you for helping me to feel that some small part of me is still connected to the beautiful cultural mishmash that is Toronto. I miss it a lot.
A guy (a KNITTING GUY!) who’s blog I follow commented on an older post, the one with the picture of the Cameron House mural and said he might be tempted to visit Canada based on that art alone and it got me thinking about Toronto. For all my complaining about it, there really isn’t a city (at least one I’ve visited) that I would rather live in.
I’ve just been super grumpy lately and that’s not cool. Good things are happening but not fast enough and I want good things NOW. I’ve put up with a lot of shit for the last couple years and I’ve bitten my tongue a lot and I’m pretty tired of that. But I’m probably going to keep it up-for the most part-just to keep the boat from rocking too hard.
I need to pay someone to listen. That would help.