Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Can You Help me Solve this Mystery??



I haven’t had the concentration for quilting lately. The last of my father’s sibling, my Aunt G recently passed away. Although we lived hundreds of miles apart we talked weekly by phone.

Here I am "back in the day", as the kids would say between my mom and my Aunt. G is on the right. When my cousin asked if there was anything I wanted from the house, two things came to mind immediately ….. Surprise Surprise they were both of fabric.

The little pink shawl was made for my great grandmother by her mother who was born in Sicily in 1840. My great grandmother passed it on to her granddaughter G sometime around 1937. G remembers her grandmother telling her to wear it because G was always “fredda” (cold). My Aunt kept it all those years, telling me about it often, and showing it to me whenever I’d visit NJ. The other thing I wanted was a crocheted bedspread.

We only had a small window of time after the funeral and it was hard to search for it, just being in the house for the last time was overwhelming. Anyway I came away with only a few mass cards that where by her bed .

When I got back to Illinois another cousin called telling me he had searched the attic and was sending the two items. When the package arrived, I recognized the shawl, but the bedspread I had never seen before. He remembers Grandma saying we would be the 9th generation to own it. The tradition was for it to be passed from Mother to oldest daughter and since my Aunt had no children, and I being the oldest niece it was to go to me.

I am so puzzled by that. By the way, don’t make fun of "Billy Mayes Here", because Oxiclean really does work. Can anyone solve this mystery?

It’s heavy, tightly woven, and stiff. My mom had chenille bedspreads in the 1950’s but this is nothing like that. It consists of three panels 27” by 105” hand sewn together to measures 81 x 105.

Anyone out there know of this technique?

Is it early chenille? Thanks for listening.

I hope to get back to sewing real soon.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Andrew Jackson once said...



Andrew Jackson once said, “Never trust a man who has only one way to spell a word”.

He would have loved me, but unfortunately I’ve also never used the same technique twice to bind a quilt before until I met this little device from Fons and Porter…

All the guess work….GONE…. and for only $7.99 what a deal.

While I’m at it here are two other pearls gleaned since my last posting….

To clean all the mineral deposits from the bottom of your tea kettle, boil some water and white vinegar with one of those copper scrubbers and let it sit for a while….Awesome …

And did you know that parchment paper on your pizza peel rather than cornmeal will make it slide to you pizza stone like magic…Just trim the most of the excess paper, and it really won’t burn at 400 degrees.

Sorry, I digress.

Anyway New Year’s resolution to use stash for monthly decorations….February …CHECK.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Hit Or Miss on the results but

The New Year’s resolution is still in tact. Nope, haven’t lost any weight, but an idea did occur to me while doing my annual Christmas pack up this year. When one hits “a certain age” as the French so politely put it, one never knows just how many 'Christmas unpacks and packs' are going to be left on the table, and I do so enjoy that process each year. Hey, I thought... why be glum about it? Why not ritualize it on a monthly basis? Hence the resolution was concocted to use up the stash decorating for the seasons. I do need deadlines, so I scheduled both book clubs chez moi in February. Twelve place mats from the stash that I may or may not use are completed and hopefully the two Valentine Wall hangings, and nine gift candle mats that are left to quilt will be posted shortly…. Hi ho Hi ho it’s off to work I go.

Friday, January 14, 2011

Waste Not want Not + Ebay +/- Polonius


Back in the 80’s my February front door curb appeal consisted of a red fabric heart trimmed in polyester lace. Tacky yes, but appealing enough to have a neighbor ask to borrow the pattern. (Jane if you ever find this blog no worries there is a happy ending) Failing to head Polonius’s warning of “Never a Borrower or Lender Be” I lent her the pattern. It has bugged me for 25 years that I never got it back because I always planned to remake heart sans the polyester. Well waste not want not because now I had the left over border crochet from a tablecloth recycling project of a few posts ago where I turned a torn antique table cloth into 100 Christmas Ornaments and ebay to rebuy the pattern….. Presto Changeo everyone’s happy.

Sunday, December 26, 2010

Dear Christa

Happy New Year,
I hope you'll enjoy your knitting bag as much as I enjoyed making it for you.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Merry Christmas to My Two Favorite Nieces


Maggie I hope you like your new purse,
and Mary your Quillow...
Danny send me those hockey T-Shirts if you'd like a T-Shirt Quilt next year.

Merry Christmas and a very Hammy New Year

Thursday, December 23, 2010

To the Magic Makers....


One never knows what that unexpected magic will be each Christmas making all the fuss worthwhile. Good gift givers fall in several categories. Some people are just so rushed, but luckily have enough money to throw a ton of it last minute and come up with a great gift. Some just love the thrill of the hunt and will spend hours “dinking” as my husband calls it, in store after store picking through I don’t know what or at the time why until they pull out a spectacular find. Then there are those of us who have to give homemade. I wish I wasn’t like that, life would be so much simpler, but let’s face it, if you are reading this blog it’s because you do it too. So this blog entry has two intentions, first to wish us handmade gifts givers luck that our gifts will be appreciated proportionate to the thought, time and talent we’ve so lovingly put into them, but also to note that I may have had my magic moment even before one gift was opened.

A few days ago I agonized over cutting up a friend’s heirloom table cloth. Sue found it while cleaning out a closet, remembered it to have been made by her great Aunt Jenny on her mother’s side. The other two things she remembered, Jenny was in a wheel chair, and later in life had hands ravaged by arthritis. Wow, Wow and Wow. All of us know what kind of time it takes to complete a labor intensive task like a quilt or crocheted table cloth. I shudder to think Jenny’s hours might have been tossed away because the cotton she used was disintegrating faster than it could be repaired. I love my tree, and it now seems magical each time I pass it. I used over 100 of her flower clusters and stitched them to squares of thirty year old red Santa fabric, backed in remnants from two communion dresses I made years ago. What could be better? Life is good. Merry Christmas Everyone.