And it’s my favorite for the week.
Now, if only I could create some sort of job that involves color, kids, social justice, the environment, writing, and the sewing of pretty fabric. Hmm …
[Quote attributed to Fabienne Fredrickson.]
Last week, I joined Life Under Quilts for the beginning of a weekly link-up all about EPP projects. I did it last week; thought I’d give it a go. I openly admitted that I didn’t think I’d do it every week. I’m not so great at sticking to a blogging schedule.
And yet, here I am again. Want to know why?
I have always heard people say they’ve found community through their blogs. About how they feel supported and make friends and all that. I’ve never really explored joining the crafty/quilty blog world in such a way. Until I joined the link-up last week.
I get it now. Those of you who commented – thank you! It was wonderful to hear your affirmations and support. And it was so fun and inspiring to look at all of your projects! As I sat and worked on my Union Jack quilt at night throughout the week, I thought of you. [In a nice way; not a creepy way. Promise.] I thought, I have to work on this so I have some work to show on Monday! And I enjoyed every minute of it. By golly gee, this whole online-community-link-up-awesome-quilters-giving-support thing works.
Okay, enough of that. [I have a tendency to be a big old sap. Moving on.] Onto the project.
I’ve been working on this quilt – my first hexie [hexies are 1 3/4”] quilt – for probably about four months now and it keeps growing. I laid out all of the larger components last night to get a read on how it’s going … and I like it. I have three and a half sections of blue to finish bordering with white hexies. From there, it is strips of red in between them all. I don’t have a tally exactly; I just know I’m almost there! I can’t wait to add the red; I’m hopeful it will come together well. The pattern then calls for a sewn border; I think I’ll have a hard time going back to my machine to do that part after growing so comfy sewing on the couch watching Sherlock! [For the integrity of the quilt, I try to watch British programming while sewing. That’s only half a joke.]
Here’s where we’re at:
Two weeks in a row! Are you amazed? [I am, frankly.]
A friend posted this site to facebook – how cool! It’s a challenge to find happiness in each day for 100 days. [Sounds a whole lot like my pledge to joy this year!]
I would just like to point out that The Mindy Project has surpassed The New Girl on my Tuesday night rating scale. I love The Mindy Project … and I love that television shows are back from their winter breaks. [Including, most importantly, Downton Abbey, Sherlock soon, and, of course, The Bachelor.]
These are not normally flavors I would pick but for some reason, this coconut tapioca pudding with mango sounds awesome. The Smitten Kitchen does it again.
Ah! It’s a PRINTABLE MONSTER CALENDAR!
This fabric combo proves what I already knew – that aqua and red look awesome together. It think that’s my next hexagon project – aqua and red. [I’m going to need a smaller project – something smaller than the current state of the Union Jack quilt – to travel with me the next couple months.]
Do you enjoy pomegranates? I think they’re pretty much a pain to peel and extract but a fun little, seedy, juicy snack. Need some new pomegranate recipes? Click here. And if you want to enjoy a pomegranate blueberry sherbet, run to Trader Joe’s. I recently bought some and it is so delightful.
Has anyone seen any favorite movies lately? I am itching to get the theater and see a whole bunch. After – what I thought – was a disappointing fall in movie releases, there are too many! At the top of my list are: Labor Day, Her, American Hustle, The Secret Life of Walter Mitty, Saving Mr.Banks, The Hobbit, August: Osage County, The Monuments Men … that’s a whole bunch. Though I’m not afraid to go to movies alone, going with people is more fun – taking applications for movie buddies!
That’s it. I’m calling it for this Friday Favorites. Happy, joyful weekends to you all!
JOY is my new favorite word. I preached about it on Christmas Eve [“I bring you great tidings of great JOY”] and I just wrote the following for the local newspaper. Writing my dues for the pastor’s column is usually slightly the bane of my existence but today it came relatively easily.
It’s that time again. The time when we think about our goals and our resolutions for the coming year. Are you the kind of person who makes resolutions? Maybe to go to bed earlier. To eat less sugar. To send a piece of handwritten mail each week. To [fill in the blank]. I used to set resolutions like that. But then you know what? I never ended up following them. Instead of checking things off the resolution list and feeling better, I ended up feeling bad. Like I had dropped the ball. Like I had failed. This year, I have chosen one over-arching goal for the new year. For life. I’m going to look for joy. Notice that I didn’t say that I’m going to create joy. Sure, I might, but mainly – I’m going to look for joy and then I’m going to call it out. I’m going to name it. I’m going to look for joy because within that joy we encounter God. A French priest and philosopher, Pierre Teilhard de Chardin, once said it this way: Joy is the most infallible sign of the presence of God. Joy exists all around us. God’s presence is all around us. In a smile, in excitement, in a conversation or reassuring touch. In sharing a meal with people we love or people we’ve just met. In a stranger’s greeting or a parting hug. Where do you find joy in your everyday? Can you name God’s presence in the ordinary joyful places of each hour? That’s my resolution. To look for joy and thereby be reminded of God’s presence all around, in the extraordinary and the ordinary. Because joy is the most infallible sign of the presence of God.
I am just so in love with that quote. I found it on an old bookmark that I picked up from someone’s discarded papers; I don’t even remember where. It’s actually a bookmark to commemorate someone’s ordination. On the back is the name of a pastor and date of ordination from the 1960s; on the front is the quote about joy. I love it. It hangs in my entryway.
Join me in naming joy this year? So often we are convinced and told that we need to create joy or that joy is only found in happiness. I think not completely either of those is true. Joy is already here, in sad days and in happy days. We just have to find it and call it like we see it.
Two posts in one day, Lindsay? What gives?
Monday Morning Star Count, that’s what gives.
So it’s not Monday morning precisely, but I want to join in this fun link-up. Jessica over at Life Under Quilts was one of the first bloggers/instagrammers I followed in regards to English paper piecing [aka the method by which I make and quilt hexagons] when I first became interested a couple months ago. I received her book for Christmas which also has lots of great EPP tips and techniques. Well…
Jessica is starting a Monday Morning Star Count – a weekly link-up to encourage and to show progress on EPP projects. I want to play! I might not play every Monday [We all know how my weekly Friday Favorites post has not been so weekly.] but every now and again, I hope to join the fun. And so here I am, two posts in one day.
I continue to work on the Union Jack hexagon quilt from Hexa-Go-Go. It’s my favorite thing at night to curl up and do on the couch. I’m to the point where all of the blue sections are sewn together; I now am adding the white/cream borders to each section. From there, it’s the red. I find myself getting a little bored with the adding of the borders … I’m ready for some more color and am itching to get to the red! I keep a stash of red squares to baste when I get really bored and need a little color in my life. I have about 80 more hexagons to baste and then it’s just putting all the pieces together!
The sister leaves for Dublin. My LITTLE sister. How is she old enough and mature enough and adventurous enough to go to Ireland for a semester?! Right about now, she’s on a bus taking her to O’Hare. From there, it’s DC and finally Dublin by tomorrow morning. I’m all nervous and excited for her! Say a little prayer that travel for her goes safely without much delay or hassle.
And, hey, if you’re at all curious about her travels, check out her blog. Her latest post features her travel itinerary and couple photos of the pillowcase Molly Bea and I made for her. Family and friends signed the back of it; it turned out super fun. Oh, yeah, there are also some photos of my siblings and I. Let’s not get into the shenanigans that was that photo shoot …
It’s been awhile since I’ve posted a regular Friday Favorite so I’ll make this one extra special. Promise.
It’s not too late to start this 2014 mood calendar. Isn’t it super fun? Each day of the year, you make a face to describe how you felt that day. Pointless? Quite. But still fun. Or, if you want a more practical, free, printable calendar [I always print two: one for the fridge and one for big-picture planning at church.], check out this one.
New year, new crafty goals. Here’s to the power of big, crafty goals. [I think mine are to finish the two quilts I have in progress – the union jack hexagon and gumdrop – and to challenge myself to learn a new quilting skill.]
Busy isn’t respectable anymore. Can you not say the word busy to describe your life for a week? a month? a year? According to the article, it might change the way you live and view your life.
The kitchn’s 10 Tips that Blew Our Minds This Year.
Hey! This is where my mom, older brother, and I will be staying while in Dublin in February. Cozy, right?
Sister leaves for her semester in Dublin on Monday. When Molly visited me in MN, we wanted to make her something that she could take with her but wouldn’t take up much space in her already-stuffed suitcase. We decided on a pillowcase. Something practical and something small. We didn’t follow this tutorial exactly but it’s a handy one.
Now, the last thing I need is another tote, but this one is made out of an old, discarded sweater. How fun!
Look at this cute little fairy jar. I want to make one for absolutely no purpose but that it is cute. Speaking of jars, I’ve been saving my pesto and salsa jars to make them into cute storage containers. This tutorial has the creator paint with a brush; I’m going to try spray paint instead.
Enough? Enough. Enjoy this first weekend of 2014!
It’s New Years Eve and I’m blogging. I’m blogging at my mom’s after eating Chinese with my sister. Reruns of Modern Family play in the background. Let me tell you – exciting stuff.
But the fortune from my cookie was pretty cool. Check it:
Which leads me to – what I think are appropriate – a couple lists.
First, the highlights of 2013 list:
Second, a plan for 2014 list:*
And third – why not? – the most popular blog posts of 2013 list:
Happy New Year, friends! May it be filled with joy.
* I never said they were grand or super exciting.
I have some catching up to do so let’s just do that right now – Merry Christmas! I hope yours was wonderful and filled with joy and all that good stuff.
Mine was all that and life has just been crazy since then. Christmas Eve service was beautiful in all its candlelight splendor. Afterwards, I drove in the snow to meet my fellow Christmas eve misfits. This year, because Paige had to get back to Waseca to lead a late night service, we met at Applebees for dinner out. It was low stress and great fun for the misfit pastors unable to be with family that night.
Christmas morning was greeted by somewhat icky roads but a service we still had. Afterwards, Mabel and I were Wisconsin-bound. It took a bit of extra time on icy roads and in falling snow but we made it safe and sound AND in time to play the traditional holiday card game. We spent a few nights in Wisconsin, catching up with family and friends alike and booking an apartment for the stay in Dublin in a couple months. [Woot!]
Mabel and I drove back to Austin on Saturday with an additional passenger. Cousin Molly decided she would come along and spend a few days of her winter break at the parsonage. We’ve been watching movies, going to the Mall of America & IKEA, and chilling.
Molly was able to come along because, alas, I’m driving home again tomorrow afternoon. Alaskan brother Ben is coming home for a visit and sister Emma flies out for Dublin in a few short days. It’s important for me to be home to say my hellos and goodbyes. [It’s just a lot of driving!]
So that’s where I’ve been and what I’ve been up to. Here are some photos to prove it:
And Lindsay is crabby.
I think I’m crabby because, once again, I’m realizing how different Christmas is as a pastor, and at this point, I’m having a hard time thinking it’s a good kind of different. I’m crabby because my tree is empty and bare; it’s just not much fun to decorate without comrades. [It does however have a gnome on its top. That makes me not crabby.] I’m crabby because I accidently dropped and broke my candy thermometer last night. Hrmph.
But, instead of dwelling there, let’s talk about how we go out of crabby. When you’re having a no-good, horrible day, how do you make it change?
Me?
Well, to start, I pull out my favorite Christmas mug. This was given to me by my Grandma Julie a couple years ago. I add coffee and – wait for it – peppermint marshmallows. [The ones I made last night when I accidently dropped my candy thermometer.] I don’t care for store marshmallows but homemade ones? Delicious.
Next, I’ll probably spend time in my happy place: my sewing room. I’ll wait eagerly for the mail and hope that the fabric I ordered [thanks to WELCA and their birthday/Christmas gift!] will be there. Then I will iron it and fold it and and organize it three times.
I will play the pandora dance/pop music station ridiculously loud. I will dance and do the dishes. Mabel always takes this type of music and my dancing as an invitation to wrestle. I guess my dancing is that bad?
And you know what? I blog. Because I already feel less crabby, just talking to you. Life isn’t all bah humbug, but we have our moments, right? This morning was one of mine. Thanks for helping me get out of the funk. I hope your Saturday has not even the tiniest bit of crabby. [But if it does, dancing with flailing arms always seems to help.]
Update: I have fun friends who tolerate and pity me in my crabbiness. This afternoon I received an invite to a pizza picnic! My gnome friends who now live in Owatonna invited me over to eat pizza while sitting on the floor [The picnic part was serious, peeps.] and watching The Polar Express. It was probably the cutest thing I’ve done in a long time. As long as the weekly pizza picnic isn’t copyrighted or trademarked or whatnot [Aaron? Sabrina? Have you copyrighted that cuteness so you earn royalties? You could design a special pizza picnic blanket for families to buy or something!], I plan on stealing that in my future. [You know, Mabel and I sitting on the floor by ourselves eating dinner.] It was a great way to combat any crabby that continued through my day!