Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Pillow Bed

About a year ago I was at my sister Debi's house in Ohio and she brought out a pillow bed she had made for her Granddaughter.  I fell in love with it and had to make one for my Grandson. We went shopping and I bought some fleece, and took it home with me to Virginia to make the beds. There was a long delay in starting this project because we moved, and the material got packed away until we moved into our house in Texas almost a year later. I did not take pictures while I was making this pillow bed, so you may have to use your imagination a bit looking at the pictures I took after the the bed was finished.

Sunday, March 20, 2016

I want my Mom!

What is it about Moms and their magic powers to make you feel better? My Grandson fell in his house a few days ago and through his tears and crying he just kept saying, "I want Mommy". His dad was doing everything his mom would have done, but it was just not the same. He wanted his Mom. The same thing happened not long ago when I was at my daughter's house to pick up my granddaughter. My grandson bumped his head while I was standing near him. I went to comfort him, and all he could say was, "I want Mommy".

Thursday, March 10, 2016

Pillowcases

My bedroom has been decorated in light blue and brown for several years. The bedding has changed, but the colors have always stayed the same. When we moved to Virginia I added gold to the color scheme.  I was in Florida with my sisters and I bought some new pictures to hang over the bed, and that introduced gold into the mix. I found some decorative throw pillows, but could not find printed sheets or pillowcases in gold anywhere.

Saturday, March 5, 2016

The 1st and 33rd

When I went to bed last night I wondered what feelings and emotions tomorrow morning would bring. When I awoke this morning I found there were tears both of sadness and joy for a loss and a love so profound. I am starting this day of contradictions with a prayer on the first anniversary of my Mom's death, for God to bless and keep her, and a prayer of thanks for the 33 years of marriage to the love of my life.


My thoughts on this day will be filled with fond memories of the past and great hope for the future. And, as always, my heart is filled with so much love.

Grandma's Quilt

  My Paternal Grandma was a quilter. I mean a hardcore, full size, wood frame, hand sewn quilter. I remember as a kid in the 60s and 70s goi...