Back to the Geese

Flipping back and forth between quilt projects is kind of new

territory for me.  It's a little unsettling to leave things unfinished,

but for now I'm just trying to go with it.

I'm sure they'll all get finished up soon enough.

After I set the red/ivory quilt aside, I went back to

working on the geese border for this quilt:

All of this fabric has come from either my scrap bin or my stash.

When I decided to add more geese in as a border, it was that

off-white back ground that had me a little nervous.

Now, if I did my math correctly

(the odds of me being wrong at math are pretty good by the way!)

I had JUST enough of that background fabric.

Seriously.  I had 2 little 2.5" squares left over.  

As I was cutting I was trying to think of creative ways to maybe fill in,

say, the corners of the border, or maybe some breaks in the geese here

or there, but then came a huge sigh of relief.

Again, provided my math is correct.

After I got all of my squares and rectangles cut out, I was all set to sew

them up the next day, which was looking wonderfully open....

until I woke up with with fever, chills, full-body aches, couldn't swallow,

migraine, nausea--everything!  I'm not a person to go straight into

the doctor but this was in a category all on its own.

And the shop hop was just a week away!  (Priorities!)

Besides, I certainly didn't want my family to get it.

It turned out that 10 of the other patients before me had the same thing.

 I think I was a child the last time I had strep and only remember a sore throat.

This was something else entirely--maybe because

I'm much older now?  It hit so suddenly and affected all of me that

I spent the day in bed, miserably floating in and out of sleep,

and so, so grateful that I still have back pain meds on hand.

Sadly, not one single goose was sewn yesterday.

What a lousy way to bring in the first day of my favorite season!

I was only at about 60% when I woke up this morning but

one day off is more than enough for me so I pushed myself.

Besides, I could feel the antibiotics working and by noon

I was in the sewing room, working away.

To anyone out there that might find themselves waking up in this

sad state:  just go straight to the doctor.

You'll get back to life much more quickly!

For tonight's game--homecoming--my son was chosen

to lead the team onto the field carrying what we call

The Vengeance Flag, in memory of a previous alum and

coach, Cpt. Chris Norgren.  He, along with 6 other marines,

died in a helicopter crash while saving others after

a major earthquake in Nepal in May of 2015.

 

A little tired and sweaty from practice

The player is chosen by coaches and teachers from the team

 (about 92 players) for his exemplary leadership so I was

very excited--and yes, this got me out of bed--when my son

brought the flag home last night.

It is a big honor and, sick or not, I'll be there tonight to see it.

But back to last night...

I soon found myself crawling back out of bed for another life event.  

We surprised my other son with his first

set of wheels.  He couldn't be happier.

I guess it was just kind of a busy night around here!

I hope you have a wonderful weekend that

hopefully includes some sewing!