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!