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Saturday, November 25, 2017

Thanksgiving Season is Officiially Over!

We hosted the family, well, Andrew's family today for dinner.  All in all, 12 people. 

We had Fayne's incredible roast and gravy, real mashed potatoes, macaroni and cheese, my father's Corn Casserole, turkey, my famous cornbread and apples dressing, the requisite green bean casserole and Frank's oft requested salad.

For dessert we had salted caramel mousse and mini pumpkin pies.

And Sawyer had turkey and gravy baby food with a chaser of formula.

These are the other grandparents.   Sawyer had lots of people to hold him and indulge every whim.

I failed to get photos of the Uncle Michael and Aunt Jamie and their kids.  We were too busy eating I guess!

The men sat around and watched football, the women gossiped in the kitchen like every Thanksgiving household in America.

And, just like every Thanksgiving household in America,




the day ended like this!

Sunday, December 27, 2015

Fabric Covered Bricks

LOL.....I thought EVERYONE had a few fabric covered bricks laying around!  I definitely liked your use for them, Carol!  LOL

I have seen them used for doorstops, but I think she wants to use them as bookends.  I am going to see if Frank has any polyurethane in his collection of odd bits of paint and varnishes.  Yes, he can't say much to me about my quilt room if you have seen his shop..........

I am going to paint the fabric with the polyurethane to make it easily cleaned.  I think it will also protect the stitching, my less than perfect stitches.  I think the doggy turned out nicely.   But I need to learn a few new stitches if I am going to make more.

If you didn't see how I covered the brick, go back one post to ((((THIS))))) one.


Here is the outside cover that has been washed to remove the markers.  If  you use the markers, make sure they are the washable ones. 









I eased the corners and flaps and edges around.  I just used two pins to hold things together until I got the stitching done.  You can see tiny stitches, maybe my grandmother would be proud........nope, she wanted NO stitches showing.

This is as good as it gets, Grandma!
 
He is my finished brick. 


I'm kinda liking it.

A lot.