OK, here goes. My husband, all powerful creator of this site, keeps bugging me to do this. I’m going to try to write something at least once a week. Famous last words. Of course I could go the other way and totally ignore the family and end up writing every day.
So, who am I and why am I doing this? Good question. I’m not even sure yet. I’m an ex-graphic designer, a mom and a wife. I was bit by the quilting bug about a decade ago, and I’m now trying to tap into the artist in me in order to take my quilting to the next level. Perhaps writing about my journey in something more formal than my personal sketchbook will help me take it more seriously. Perhaps getting feedback will help me along my path. Keine Ahnung. I have no idea.
Today is my son’s seventh birthday. I can’t believe we’ve made it this far. I think of him as perpetually four years old. Luckily for all of us, he actually acts like a seven year-old. To celebrate, we went to Disney Paris for the weekend. Believe it or not, it was actually a nice, relaxing weekend. Well, except for the five hour drive home in driving rain. Yuck.
Which segues nicely into something actually about quilting. I have now had almost two weeks packed with “important” stuff to do, and have had no time for sewing projects. I am jonesing big time! Long drives don’t help either because I daydream of quilting projects I can’t start, at least until we get home. This time it was get home and make a volcano birthday cake.
Next weekend I hope to go to the European Patchwork Expo in France. It’s less than three hours away, but I refuse to drive to France again in the rain. If I do go, you can be sure I’ll blog about it 🙂