In my world there are two kinds of sneezing.   The first kind is the one where you think “Hmm, I wonder which airborne allergen was in my vicinity recently.”

The second kind is the one where you think “Oh sugar, I think I’m getting a cold.”

Guess which kind of sneezes I’ve been sneezing today?

Oh sugar.  The accompanying tickle in my sore throat and slight drip from my nose are also giveaways.

Prior to the onset of sneezy-feelings, I did have inspiration strike today.

I was sitting here and suddenly I just KNEW what I wanted to do for my Black and White and 1 Color postcards, which resulted in my bustling around all day working on them when I could

I even had to run to the grocery store in order to buy freezer paper.  I know I have some, but I couldn’t find it anywhere in the disaster that I like to call my studio.

Funny story:  I decided to pick up 2 boxes, since I’m sure to lose the another box at some future point.  Got to the front to pay and the cashier said to me “Going to wrap some deer meat?”

Umm.  No.

Anyway:  back to the postcards.

It’s really kind of a cheap pun, but honestly:  given my love of the  color red, as well as my love of reading/books, I decided it was worth going for the cheap pun, because, hey, everybody loves a cheap pun, right?

My flash washed the background out, the text really is the same darkness from top to bottom.  I printed the quote about books on fabric (which is why I needed freezer paper, to back the muslin in order to send it through my inkjet).

I doubted my sanity when I was working on cutting out all of the letters.

Joe came in to my studio before supper while I was working on this and sat down on the couch.

Mom:  Hey Joe, what’s up?

Joe:  Can I start making a quilt tonight? Or sometime soon?

Mom:  Um,  well, maybe this weekend we can start something.

Joe: Right now?

Mom:  Well, NO, but you could go look around in my fabric closet for fabric that you might like.

While I was cutting out 40-gajillion little red letters, Joe was poking around in my fabric pulling out this assortment:

Make special note of (a) the black and red dragon fabric at the left — he actually picked that out at a quilt show several years ago and (b) the teal  (or whatever you would call that color) and orange, the colors of his favorite football team (Miami Dolphins).  He thinks that one of these days were are going to let him paint his bedroom teal and orange.   (Will thinks he gets to paint his room black and purple for the Baltimore Ravens.)

I asked him how big he thought he wanted his quilt to be.

“Oh, I think about 75 by 67,” he said.

I’m not sure what else he has in mind for this particular quilt, but I’ll be sure to share our progress as we get going on this project.

Oh!  Mark’s home!  (He was gone overnight!)

Gotta go!

Suzanne