Getting Organzied

After reading so many posts about organizing fabrics, and setting up sewing stations I was inspired. So instead of keeping my notions in a box and pulling them out every time I sew, I made a wall organizer. I am pleased with how it turned out. Also, I used the buttonhole setting on my machine for the first time, so that was fun.

Quilts

Remember those embroidered animals I posted a while ago, well… here is the finished project, and I am so happy! My first Quilt! And they best part is, I found it a happy home. It just so happens that my neighbor is having a baby, a baby boy! And the best part is that we have become really good friends. She is so sweet, and I’m so happy to have a friend here in the apartments. And, I can’t wait for her to have here baby. Here are some pictures of the finished project.







Speaking of quilts, I decided that I am going to make a quilt for our bed. My husband loves Asian décor, and I found the best fabrics (which are pictured below). Since I was so pleased with my last quilt I am eager to start this one, but somewhat intimidated by the size. I don’t really know anything about quilting, eighty squares seems so overwhelming! If anyone has some advice I would love it!

The South

My husband and I have been in Georgia now for about two months. I truly have been enjoying it. It’s a bit warm for my likings, but other than that it’s great. I have noticed a few amusing differences between living here and in California, so I thought I would share them with you.


You know you’re not from the south when you…

- realize the word hi might actually have three syllables

- have no idea what grits are

- don’t know that the word buggy actually means shopping cart

- wonder why it’s ninety degrees in march and people are wearing sweatshirts

- didn’t realized that there is enough pollen to coat every single thing outside! (I’m not exaggerating).

-have never seen a cockroach before… there are flying ones by the way

- are amazed at how many sentences the word ya’ll can be used in

- think it’s odd people are calling you ma’am at nineteen

- can’t imagine eating catfish or grouper