Still time to join in Feather Boot Camp

IMG 0867 Still time to join in Feather Boot Camp

I’ve been meaning to mention this, but it’s been a zoo, and I keep forgetting:  the August 2010 session of my online workshop Feather Boot Camp started today:  but there is still time to sign up if you want to join in.  I may be biased, but I think it’s a pretty awesome experience — you’ll spend 5 weeks dissecting your freehand quilted feathers, drawing and stitching and refining them.  I quilt on a longarm, but many of my students use short or mid-arm systems and some even quilt on their domestic sewing machines.  You get to do the exercises at your own pace, in your jammies if you want, and I’ll be there to virtually hold your hand, every step of the way.

For more info, or to sign up, visit the link below:

Feather Boot Camp

11 year old 6th graders are awesome

Also, they are crazy.

OR maybe it’s me that’s crazy.

I was sitting here at my desk yesterday, when I turned around and saw this:

IMG 0931 11 year old 6th graders are awesomeOK, this pic was a bit of a reenactment, but seriously, this is what I turned around and saw.  These two yahoos in my face, clearly wanting…something…

Offspring:  Mom, can we have some ziploc bags to fill up with water, take outside and blow up?

Mom:  What?!?!

Offspring:  Yeah, we accidentally exploded one in the sink and want to do it some more, on purpose.

Mom:  So *that’s* what that gut-busting giggling was about a little bit ago.

Offspring:  *big grins*

They spent…I dunno…an hour?  More?  Filling up ziploc baggies, taking them outside and tossing them on the ground, or smashing them in their hands.  I let them each have TWO, because I didn’t want to be totally wasteful, but those 4 baggies?  Endlessly entertaining.  The first time, apparently, it explodes the seam at the bottom.  After that, you twist up the exploded end, toss it, and then the water explodes out the zipper top.

Over and over and over.

The funniest part was when they came in and asked me if they thought it was OK if they tried to sneak up on Mark and soak him with ziploc baggie water bombs.

I told them, sure, you can try, but the chances of you two goofballs actually sneaking up on him?  Yeah, I wasn’t too worried that he’d be surprised.

The last 2 weeks or so, they have just been wacky beyond belief.  I think there is some testosterone involved — they have never really been into hitting or fighting, but every time I turn around one or the other is poking, punching, or generally beating on the other (in equal proportions, plus they have a pretty well-defined sense of equal justice:  he hit me once, so I get to hit him once…).   But it’s not like they are *mad* at each other, beyond the initial, you wronged me so I have to beat you reaction.  (I’m pretty sure about this, because there is generally a lot of laughter involved, as well…)  On top of this, they have been doing a lot of plotting of evil-genius plans.  At least, I think that’s what they are doing.  There is a lot of whispering and sidelong glances to make sure no one can hear.

We went to see The Sorcerer’s Apprentice Saturday night, and there were Tesla coils and electricity and OH. MY.  –> The wheels have been turning ever since.  They have pulled out the science books and the batteries and Daddy’s volt meter and have this evil AURA of PLOTTING about them.  Electricity!!  Can we take things apart!!  We want to electrocute ourselves!!  Will spent part of the day attempting to fix our broken front doorbell (driving us insane as he pushed the button over and over…).

It’s crazy around here.  Crazy-crazy AND crazy-awesome.  I complain a lot at the craziness, but…I don’t really mean it, because apparently 6th graders are pretty awesome.  Except when they are crazy.

What to do, what to do…

I hate this mood…wandering around my sewing room wondering which of my bazillion ongoing projects I should work on…I turn into Golidlocks “This is too hard, this is boring, this is missing pieces, this is too much cutting, etc, etc, etc…”

I finally decided on something last night and…yup, couldn’t find the pieces.  A whole quilt’s worth of applique pieces (fused and cut out) have gotten legs.  It’s almost inconceivable that they could have disappeared into this studio so thoroughly, but it has happened.

I ended up pulling out a hand applique project that I think I started working on last summer, I was planning on working on it on vacation.  I think I did a bunch before we left, and then hardly looked at it while on the road.

The pattern is called Betsy’s Closet, it’s designed by Acorn Quilt & Gift Company — it’s little girl’s dresses: very, very sweet. (And not surprisingly, done in my favorite color combo, red, white, blue, with some green and eventually some yellow thrown in for good measure…)

I finished the applique on this block last night (I just had some of the red check to do):

IMG 0930 What to do, what to do...It does need a little bit of embroidery, and I used some blue pen, so I need to rinse it out before I can press it.

Unfortunately, it’s apparently been humid enough that all of the blue pen I had used to mark these blocks has disappeared, so…I need to re-mark everything.  I’m using the technique where you trace the design on the wrong side of the background fabric:

IMG 0929 What to do, what to do...And then you baste your applique pieces in place, stitching along the lines you are going to sew:

IMG 0928 What to do, what to do...The pieces are way oversized, I think I was being more generous than usual, since I was going to be traveling while working on this.

After it’s basted in place, I then trace along the basting line, and trim the piece to size:

IMG 0927 What to do, what to do...(Uh, except I hadn’t traced the stitching line yet, I guess.  And you wouldn’t need to trace the line, you could just get by with following the needle marks left by the basting, but I find I need to mark the actual line.)

From this point, it’s your basic needleturn applique.  You take out the basting stitch as you need to, in order to turn the edges under.  I really like doing applique this way: for me, it is about as accurate as I can possibly manage.  The piece is basted in place and not going anywhere, with no pins to either poke me, or distort the piece.  There is also no glue or freezer paper involved, and frankly, any time I can avoid glue is a good thing, as I am supremely messy with glues and paints.

I’m using silk thread to applique — so far I’ve been able to use either a cream or a gray on all of the patches.  It just disappears!  I’m using a Foxglove Cottage Straw needle from Jeana Kimball (who is the author that I originally learned this technique of tracing and basting from).

I *should* be doing about a million other things, but working on these little dresses is about the extent of what my brain appears to be able to handle today.

First Day of School! Iowa State Fair!

DSC03488 First Day of School!  Iowa State Fair!Don’t they look thrilled?

I know I was.  As much as I love them, I need them to go away sometimes.  I’m just having a hard time believing they are in SIXTH grade.  Sheesh.  5 minutes ago they were in kindergarten.

In other news:  a customer e-mailed me a few days ago — her quilt had won a blue ribbon at the Iowa State Fair!

IMAGE 020 608x1024 First Day of School!  Iowa State Fair!

And on top of that, it got featured in this clip from IPTV (the quilt is about the 50 second mark in the clip):

And in other other news:  the red, white and blue sock I was knitting?   I was really unhappy with how it was turning out, fitwise.  So I frogged it, and am starting over.  It’s funny:  when you quilt, it takes 5 minutes to stitch and hours to frog.  When you knit?  It’s just the opposite:  hours of knitting, unraveled in mere minutes…

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Wait.  What?

So, yeah, about two weeks ago I woke up and in a muzzy sleepy haze started thinking about my fitness goals.  My original goal was to be able to hike in Grand Canyon National Park and Rocky Mountain National Park and Arches National Park and not get left in a canyon because I was too out of shape to move.

Clearly I survived the trip, and was able to log almost 16 miles of hiking in my fitness journal when I got back. CHECK

Now:  where I am going??

Well, I do have a weight loss goal, but that’s not really THE goal.  THE goal is to not die early from either heart disease or diabetes, both of which are in my family history.

Losing 30 pounds and getting rid of the poochy belly I’m sporting are specific goals, but they aren’t specific enough.  I decided I needed a shorter term, specific “thing” to work toward.

And that’s when I decided I wanted to be able to run in a 5K.

I sent Mark an e-mail telling him that I had this crazy idea.  I sort of expected him to agree with me that it was a little bit crazy, but I knew he’d still be supportive.

His response?

That would be awesome!  You do know that K stands for Kilometer, don’t you?

Wise guy.

And that is how I found myself signed up to run in the October 23rd Des Moines Race for the Cure.  I decided not to think about it too hard, and just sign up already.  And I do plan to run it.  Don’t worry, I’m building up to it slowly:  it is 67 days away, and I’m pretty confident that that is enough time for me to SLOWLY work up to running the entire 5K.

Although, I prefer to think of it as 3.1 miles, because 3.1 is “less” than 5, but that’s just how my brain works.

I’m following the ubiquitous “Couch to 5K” running plan (that originated here), I have a fancy app on my iPhone that tells me when to run and when to walk.  I’ve just completed week 2 — and have logged 9.55 miles of running/walking.  One of the first things I did after deciding to do this crazy thing was to visit a running store — I am really like the brand-new Mizuno running shoes they recommended.  My feet don’t hurt at all — the main thing is that these puppies are MY ACTUAL SIZE.  I usually have to make do with 11s, but technically, I’m a 10.5 — NO ONE carries 10.5.

I still have a long way to go before I’m ready to run 3.1 miles in a row, and even though I read about how much people love running, I’m still in a love-hate relationship, but I’m giving it my best.

Because it is a Race for the Cure, I do have some fundraising to do, but here’s the deal:  before I go around with my hand out any further than it’s already been, I’ve decided that I need to prove myself a little bit more in terms of training, and maybe actually run an entire 5K before I get too obnoxious about asking for donations.

Don’t worry, I’ll be plenty obnoxious in the meantime about how much achy and sore I am.

I can tell you are thrilled to pieces to be a reader of my blog right now.

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