Yesterday I did my first quilt shop hop on a bus. I said first because I am already planning on going again next year.
I have never wanted to spend the money to do the hop. I already have a sizeable stash, so I did not need any more fabric. Besides, I would have to get up early to get on the bus! However, after a bout of depression this fall, I decided that I needed to do more activities with other people. I also thought it would be a chance to see some of the quilt shops in towns which Arthur and I never travel through, or if we do, we might not stop because he would not want to, or it would be when the shops were not open. I had just gotten the newsletter from Gone to Pieces Quilt Shop announcing the Over the River Shop Hop, so I decided to spring for the $49 and go for it.
I was a bit nervous about deer on the road in pre-dawn November on the drive over to Kimball, but I was there by 6:30 A.M. I was the first one there. Penny, the shop owner, arrived a few minutes later. The coach bus arrived at 7:00. Four of us got on. The Bus Mom (Now there was a new term for me!) introduced herself, and we were on our way.
Our first stop was the Flying Goose in New London, first time I have ever been in that town. The shop was large, open and neat. I purchased a pincushion pattern thinking I could probably have figured it out on my own, but it was cute, and hey, why not support the shop and the quilter who designed the pattern, and why do the math when she had already done it for me? The tip on the back of the pattern about purchasing crushed walnut shells at a pet store was worth the price of the pattern. I passed on the Moda Candy - never seen a Moda print I did not like - figuring I would see more later. I did not. At this point I still did not have a shopping strategy figured out.
Next we stopped at Gathering Friends in Bird Island. Gathering Friends had the equivalent of three shop fronts in one of their old stone downtown buildings. I was happy to see good use made of this historic building. Not knowing about the delicious lunch and dessert we would have later, I had a cup of hot apple cider and a pumpkin bar while I perused the store. I had to pass on a sumptuous quilt, cheerful placemats and some decorative soaps in the gift shop for lack of funds. (When we win the lottery I can go back and buy them.) The children's room was full of bright, colorful sample quilts and fabrics. I purchased a couple of fat quarters for Ariana's quilt.
From Bird Island we went to Quilt Haven in Hutchinson. Not sure if this has been the only quilt shop in Hutch over the years, since I thought there was one on Washington Street. I was always looking for it on our drives to New Ulm and Sleepy Eye. If this was the only one, I have been blind. It is right on the main drag, just a few blocks from the antique shops where we have stopped in the past. The husband and wife shopkeepers were both on hand to greet us. The quilt shop is in a building formerly used as a furniture store and mortuary. The store is two stories, with a magnificent wooden staircase gracing the center. They still have the original high, pressed tin ceiling. They have put in a kitchen and classroom area in the upstairs, and have left the rest open for work space. I was thinking this would be a great shop to go to for classes with all of the amenities. Loads of fabrics and ~ charm packs! I saw some cute samples of a baby bib and burp cloth, but had to pass on the pattern book for the price. The bathroom which I used had paint worth copying; They alternated the same color of paint in flat and satin finishes in stripes on the wall, making it look like moire fabric. I felt bad having to leave the store empty-handed, but I did not see any fat quarters which would match Ari's quilt. (My strategy had emerged). On our way out the door we received our lunches, a delectible croissant with chicken salad laced with pecans, a strawberry lettuce sald with raspberry vinegarette dressing, and a gigantic slice of turtle bar dessert. I ate it all. Having eaten breakfast at 5:30 A.M., I was famished.
Our next stop was Eagle Creek in Shakopee. This shop is located in the former railroad depot, so it also had the historic feel. The decor accents this both outside and in. Bingo! I found a place that has wool felt in small pieces for purchase, so I picked up enough to do the pattern from Bittersweet which I had purchased at the quilt show at St. Ben's. I was elated. Shakopee also had a beautiful collection of Civil War reproductions and a display of vintage children's sewing machines. I also found a couple of fat quarters for Ari's quilt, and another juvenile print which I purchased just for fun. On the bus I decided that this piece also would look good in Ari's quilt, and would give it a whole new feel.
Our final stop was Quilted Treasures in Roger. Of all of the shops, this is the most easily accessible, given my trips to White Bear Lake every week. They also have some wool felt, though not all of the sample and patterns in wool felt which the Shakopee shop had. This store is in a modern strip mall, and though they use distressed furnishings, it lacks the ambiance of the shops in old buildings. However, they had a unique quilt done in lavendar, peach and turquoise prints which was refreshing to see.
Back at Kimball, I purchased my quilting needles from Penny. I will have to lust over her new fat quarters in pastel blue-grey-green shades until I have more funds. They are gorgeous, Penny!
The bus ride was a success. I did enjoy seeing the shops, and I very much liked the fabric pieces which I purchased. The colors have more intensity and vibrancy than those I have purchased at cheaper prices in fabric and craft stores. I talked with people on the bus whose names I did not even know, but with whom I shared projects, and stories and sentiments. I spent what I had planned, without feeling guilty for over-spending. I also finished a good portion of embroidery on the ride.
I leave with a little gem I overheard on the bus. A woman's husband gave her a placard which he had made, which had SABLE written on the front. On the back it said, "Stash Accumulated Beyond Life Expectancy."
Sunday, November 10, 2013
Monday, November 4, 2013
Easy as Pie?
My husband loves his pie - apple, pecan, pumpkin, blueberry and banana cream. His wife, however, never learned to make a decent pie crust. After the first crust has been rolled somewhat successfully, the second, third and fourth always seem to be too dry, or too sticky. I have tried many recipes, including those "never fails" recipes. I have rolled on a floured table, on wax paper, and on a pastry cloth. I have tossed more than one crust because it tore to bits as I was trying to lift it into the pan. I even helped with 4-H pie baking day. No go. Husband always just tells me to keep on practicing! I am bound and determined, too, that I can do it, and not have to resort to purchasing pie crusts.
After a recent failure which ended in tears, then laughter at my lack of success, I watched a couple of pie tutorials on the computer. They made it look so easy. I decided that I just need to relax instead of approaching it with so much intensity. I also decided that I would try a recipe with butter in it.
Imagine my excitement when I rolled out a crust yesterday which had spring in it, and rolled large enough for both top and bottom crust without breaking. I was thrilled. Nor was there any shrinkage. I was so pleased that, as my husband said, now he might get a pie every week.
The recipe which I had such success with was from King Arthur Flour. (Perhaps it was the name that did it!) You can find it at:
ttp://www.kingarthurflour.com/recipes/a-thoroughly-reliable-and-tasty-piecrust-recipe
After a recent failure which ended in tears, then laughter at my lack of success, I watched a couple of pie tutorials on the computer. They made it look so easy. I decided that I just need to relax instead of approaching it with so much intensity. I also decided that I would try a recipe with butter in it.
Imagine my excitement when I rolled out a crust yesterday which had spring in it, and rolled large enough for both top and bottom crust without breaking. I was thrilled. Nor was there any shrinkage. I was so pleased that, as my husband said, now he might get a pie every week.
The recipe which I had such success with was from King Arthur Flour. (Perhaps it was the name that did it!) You can find it at:
ttp://www.kingarthurflour.com/recipes/a-thoroughly-reliable-and-tasty-piecrust-recipe
Sunday, November 3, 2013
Tooth Paste as Silver Polish
The Shaklee Corporation does not, of course, recommend or advertise their toothpaste as a silver polish. However, Shaklee's Scour Off, my beloved cleaning paste, explicitly states that it should not be used on silver. Which Shaklee products might I be able to use in its place? After seeing another blogger's picture of a silver platter polished with Shaklee's New Concept Organic Dentifrice, I decided to try it for myself. I was impressed with the results, although it did not remove all of the tarnish. It also required a great deal of time and elbow grease. On the plus side, the silverware rinsed clean immediately, unlike when I have used store brand polishes which remained in crevices even after washing. The toothpaste is also non-toxic, so there was no need for gloves, and no concern about spilling or spotting on other surfaces. Here are the pictures to show you the results. Bear with the less than perfect lighting which does not quite capture the silverware either before or after.
Shaklee New Concept Organic Dentifrice is fluoride-free, which is why I like it so much for my teeth. To place an order, go to www.dianac.myshaklee.com. Enter Patricia Becker, Shaklee ID #WN00277 as your sponsoring distributor. You can also contact me by e-mail, or by commenting on this blog.
My next Shaklee challenge is to see if Vivix will reduce the age spots on my arms, and lighten the mask on my face. Another Shaklee customer has insisted that Vivix has made her age spots vanish, although again, the Shaklee Corporation does not market Vivix for this purpose. I have been very pleased with my skin after two years of using the Enfuselle skin products, but the light/dark coloration between my face and my hair line persists. I started Vivix in the middle of this month. I'll keep you posted!
Shaklee New Concept Organic Dentifrice is fluoride-free, which is why I like it so much for my teeth. To place an order, go to www.dianac.myshaklee.com. Enter Patricia Becker, Shaklee ID #WN00277 as your sponsoring distributor. You can also contact me by e-mail, or by commenting on this blog.
My next Shaklee challenge is to see if Vivix will reduce the age spots on my arms, and lighten the mask on my face. Another Shaklee customer has insisted that Vivix has made her age spots vanish, although again, the Shaklee Corporation does not market Vivix for this purpose. I have been very pleased with my skin after two years of using the Enfuselle skin products, but the light/dark coloration between my face and my hair line persists. I started Vivix in the middle of this month. I'll keep you posted!
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Monday, October 7, 2013
Running with Scissors
Yesterday I attended the St. Cloud Heritage Quilters Show, Running with Scissors, at the College of St. Benedict. The quilters hold the show once every two years. I'm not a member, and not even really much of a quilter, but I like to attend. Once again I went by my lonesome, since none of the quilters at St. Anthony's were able to go with me. Had to give my husband a full report when I got home just to relate my adventure. Good thing he did not ask how much money I spent, although I did not hide my bags of vendor purchases. More on that later.
The time for submitting Viewer's Choice Awards entries was over by the time I arrived, but I would surely have nominated the Grandma's Fower Garden hexagon quilt and bed runner (Bed runner! Great idea for people with cold feet, or people with white bedspreads who need a splash of color in the room, or who have smaller amounts of fabric to use up, or less time or patience!). I think the quilter had actually named this her "Forever" quilt, since it took forever to make. She had taken up the project when her youngest child went off to college, so that she would have something to worry about. It was completely hand-pieced and hand-quilted in gorgeous pastels. The green used was very spring-ish, fresh and restful. The hand quilting was a nice 1/4" away from the seams in all of the hexagons. I also drooled over Barb Kuklok's machine embroidered and embellished quilts. I have been to Just Sew! Studio (formerly Associated Sewing) where Barb works, for a few classes and trunk shows, and I always enjoy the beautiful machine embroidery. It has such a polished, finished look, besides being well executed. I was thinking that Barb's quilts would hold together for a very long time.
I had planned at least three hours for viewing, so I was able to read many of the stories accompanying the quilts.
One woman submitted several quilts made from her mother's fabric stash, quilts which would be shared amongst 11 siblings. Two of her commnents brought tears, her saying that her mother was afraid that all of her fabrics would end up in a dumpster, and also that the daughters making the quilts wanted them to become lumpy and fuzzy like the well-loved quilts that their mom had made for them.
I marveled at the frequency of comments on the stories such as, I got frustrated and had to put this project aside for a few years, or, I did not know what to do with this fabric so I set it aside, or, I decided I needed to finish old projects before starting something new, or, I found this while cleaning out my closet. These sentiments are sure familiar to me, and I am sure to many other crafters. Two weeks ago when I got to St. Anthony's for quilting, I looked at the new quilt on the frame and asked where it had come from. One of the quilters had found it in her closet about twenty years after she had put it there. The other comments which struck me were the candid confessions of difficulties and mistakes, even from the experienced quilters of the guild.
I purchased a new pattern book from Barb at the Quilts on Broadway table. I told her I had to, since she made me laught twice that day! I also bought a Bittersweet wool felt pattern which I can use for projects with my mom, and another bag of walnut shells for stuffing, because they are hard to find without having to stop at the Crow River Mercantile in St. Michael.
For inspiration I also have to check out the book, One Block Wonder, which some of the quilters used. I am tucking into my memory the vintage sheet quilt made simply of squares, much prettier than those which I have seen on Pinterest. I also saw a quilt with large design motifs cut apart and appliqued onto the fabrics. Good idea. I also have to look up the terms "prairie style", and prairie architecture.
Oh! Two of the quilts used Downton Abbey fabrics from Andover Fabrics. I had to laugh when I saw those.
Last but not least, I won a quilt in the small raffle drawing.
The time for submitting Viewer's Choice Awards entries was over by the time I arrived, but I would surely have nominated the Grandma's Fower Garden hexagon quilt and bed runner (Bed runner! Great idea for people with cold feet, or people with white bedspreads who need a splash of color in the room, or who have smaller amounts of fabric to use up, or less time or patience!). I think the quilter had actually named this her "Forever" quilt, since it took forever to make. She had taken up the project when her youngest child went off to college, so that she would have something to worry about. It was completely hand-pieced and hand-quilted in gorgeous pastels. The green used was very spring-ish, fresh and restful. The hand quilting was a nice 1/4" away from the seams in all of the hexagons. I also drooled over Barb Kuklok's machine embroidered and embellished quilts. I have been to Just Sew! Studio (formerly Associated Sewing) where Barb works, for a few classes and trunk shows, and I always enjoy the beautiful machine embroidery. It has such a polished, finished look, besides being well executed. I was thinking that Barb's quilts would hold together for a very long time.
I had planned at least three hours for viewing, so I was able to read many of the stories accompanying the quilts.
One woman submitted several quilts made from her mother's fabric stash, quilts which would be shared amongst 11 siblings. Two of her commnents brought tears, her saying that her mother was afraid that all of her fabrics would end up in a dumpster, and also that the daughters making the quilts wanted them to become lumpy and fuzzy like the well-loved quilts that their mom had made for them.
I marveled at the frequency of comments on the stories such as, I got frustrated and had to put this project aside for a few years, or, I did not know what to do with this fabric so I set it aside, or, I decided I needed to finish old projects before starting something new, or, I found this while cleaning out my closet. These sentiments are sure familiar to me, and I am sure to many other crafters. Two weeks ago when I got to St. Anthony's for quilting, I looked at the new quilt on the frame and asked where it had come from. One of the quilters had found it in her closet about twenty years after she had put it there. The other comments which struck me were the candid confessions of difficulties and mistakes, even from the experienced quilters of the guild.
I purchased a new pattern book from Barb at the Quilts on Broadway table. I told her I had to, since she made me laught twice that day! I also bought a Bittersweet wool felt pattern which I can use for projects with my mom, and another bag of walnut shells for stuffing, because they are hard to find without having to stop at the Crow River Mercantile in St. Michael.
For inspiration I also have to check out the book, One Block Wonder, which some of the quilters used. I am tucking into my memory the vintage sheet quilt made simply of squares, much prettier than those which I have seen on Pinterest. I also saw a quilt with large design motifs cut apart and appliqued onto the fabrics. Good idea. I also have to look up the terms "prairie style", and prairie architecture.
Oh! Two of the quilts used Downton Abbey fabrics from Andover Fabrics. I had to laugh when I saw those.
Last but not least, I won a quilt in the small raffle drawing.
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Mary Garden at St. John Cantius Church, St. Cloud, Minnesota
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| Mary Garden, St. John Cantius Church |
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| Looking at the garden from the sidewalk on Third Street |
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| The cornerstone from the former school |
Flowers in the Mary Garden are:
Alysum - Mary's flower, or cross flower
Aqilegia - Mary's shoes
Cat Nip - Mary's nettle
Daisy - Mary loves
Gailardia - Mary's face
Iris - Mary's sword of sorrow
Liatris - Mary's drops
Lilac - Ascension flower
Marigold - Mary's gold
Petunia - Our Lady's praises
Peony - Mary's rose
Potentilla - Jesus' footprints
Rose - Mary's Emblem
Rudbeckia - Golden Jerusalem
Russian Sage - Mary's shawl
Snapdragon - Infant Jesus' shoes
Spirea - St. Peter's wreath
Tulip - The Woman, or Mary's prayers
Yarrow - Our Lord's back
Zinnia - The Virgin
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Oatmeal Cinnamon Chips Cookies
As I mentioned in my last blog, I brought a few recipes from Mary, the cook at Captain Wohlt's Inn, when we came back from Missouri. One was from the back of the Hershey's Cinnamon Chips package. I made a batch yesterday, substituting dried, sweetened cranberries for the raisins, as Mary did. These cookies are very sweet. Here is the recipe.
Oatmeal Cinnamon Chips Cookies
https://www.hersheys.com/celebrate/halloween/recipedetail.aspx?id=6197
Enjoy!
Oatmeal Cinnamon Chips Cookies
https://www.hersheys.com/celebrate/halloween/recipedetail.aspx?id=6197
Enjoy!
Friday, September 13, 2013
Missouri Musings
Our two weeks of vacation is coming to a close.
We started with our annual, four-day silent retreat with the Canons Regular of the Holy Cross and Opus Sanctorum Angelorum. Besides the annual retreat resolutions, the talk which will stick with me the most is Fr. Matthew's talk on the power of the rosary. He said that while it sounds overly simplistic, the rosary is the solution to the ills which beset our country ~ the threat to religious freedom, abortion, same-sex marriage and military involvement with Syria. He gave a number of instances in which other countries have had miraculous intervention and resolution after Catholics had launched rosary crusades. It left me feeling very hopeful.
After a stop at home to do laundry and check on the cats, we headed south. Our first stop was in Decorah, Iowa. Decorah has both a quilt shop and a yarn shop, but we left bright and early in the morning, and so I was spared the temptation to violate my "one project at a time", and "No more yarn/fabric until I reduce my stash!" rules. Next stop was Gutenburg, where we stopped to look at their facsimile of the Gutenburg Bible. No chapter and verse marked in that baby. It is Latin, of course, and printed in script. Gutenburg has wonderful limestone architecture in the town. It also has a cat which apparently hangs around the post office waiting for customers to come by and pet him! We knew he was no stray by the collar and tag, so I had to do just that. After all, my two kitties were sitting at home alone. As we walked away the cat had to follow us for a couple of blocks.
On the way through Iowa we discovered the shrine at St. Donatus. We saw a sign on the road which simply said, "outdoor way of the cross", and decided to stop. The stenciling in the church reminded us of St. Mary, Help of Christians in St. Augusta. It had the traditional carved altars and statues as well. The stations were on a trail above the cemetary. I was not ready to climb the hill, but I went for it anyway, since Arthur was walking it. The stations lead to a small chapel with the Pieta. The setting was very European, with the shrine looking down over the church, the cemetary and the valley. Sheep graze the hill, so we had to watch where we walked to avoid the droppings. Because the stations were outdoors and up such a steep hill with the shrine at the top, it was a pilgrimage walk. I would highly recommend it to everyone.
Our ultimate destination was Hermann, Missouri. We entered the city via the Christopher Bond Memorial Bridge, paid for in large part by your federal tax dollars. The bridge was beautiful, but it could have been scaled back a bit given the size and condition of the city which we were entering. Herman had wonderful red brick 19th century German influence architecture, but we saw many for sale signs, and weedy sidewalk gardens which made it appear as if the town no longer cares whether or not the tourists come. No quilt or yarn shops in town, nor a shop with German imports, like the former Domeier's in New Ulm. Many antique and second-hand stores, but we bought only a few small foodstuff items. We attended a fish and chicken fry at St. George's Cathholic Church on Friday evening, and were a bit surprised to see how the stewed tomatoes and bread which they served was relished by diners! I came home with some recipes from Mary, the cook at Captain Wohlt's Bed and Breakfast. I did not get her recipe for the orange cranberry scones, or the wine-poached pears, so will have to do some research and testing on the internet for those. Brant Wilkins, the inn owner, hinted that they may have to do a cook book. I'm all for it!
We did only two winery tours while in Hermann. We came home with no wine. However, we found another pilgrimage sight where we spent an afternoon, Our Lady of Sorrows Shrine and St. Martin's Church and Museum at Starkenburg out of Rhineland, Missouri. St. Martin's Church is a now closed Catholic parish. The building is on the National Register of Historic Buildings, and is intact, with paintings, altar and side altars, and statues. The shrine has the first built, tiny wooden chapel with a statue of Our Lady of Sorrows, and a much larger stone church above it. Outside it has a shrine to Our Lady of Lourdes, a statue of Jesus and the Angel with the chalice in the Garden of Gethsemane, a way of the cross, and a crypt with a statue of Christ lying in the tomb. We were able to make our Passio at the shrine.
I think we also discovered the cat lady of Hermann. On our walk home from church one day we saw six cats and their beds and carriers out on a porch. I still wonder why my cats cannot get along so well!
We spent our last night on the road in Galena, another town with great architeture, but way too many night time carousers. The town was packed as we went to find a place to eat on Saturday night.
We started with our annual, four-day silent retreat with the Canons Regular of the Holy Cross and Opus Sanctorum Angelorum. Besides the annual retreat resolutions, the talk which will stick with me the most is Fr. Matthew's talk on the power of the rosary. He said that while it sounds overly simplistic, the rosary is the solution to the ills which beset our country ~ the threat to religious freedom, abortion, same-sex marriage and military involvement with Syria. He gave a number of instances in which other countries have had miraculous intervention and resolution after Catholics had launched rosary crusades. It left me feeling very hopeful.
After a stop at home to do laundry and check on the cats, we headed south. Our first stop was in Decorah, Iowa. Decorah has both a quilt shop and a yarn shop, but we left bright and early in the morning, and so I was spared the temptation to violate my "one project at a time", and "No more yarn/fabric until I reduce my stash!" rules. Next stop was Gutenburg, where we stopped to look at their facsimile of the Gutenburg Bible. No chapter and verse marked in that baby. It is Latin, of course, and printed in script. Gutenburg has wonderful limestone architecture in the town. It also has a cat which apparently hangs around the post office waiting for customers to come by and pet him! We knew he was no stray by the collar and tag, so I had to do just that. After all, my two kitties were sitting at home alone. As we walked away the cat had to follow us for a couple of blocks.
On the way through Iowa we discovered the shrine at St. Donatus. We saw a sign on the road which simply said, "outdoor way of the cross", and decided to stop. The stenciling in the church reminded us of St. Mary, Help of Christians in St. Augusta. It had the traditional carved altars and statues as well. The stations were on a trail above the cemetary. I was not ready to climb the hill, but I went for it anyway, since Arthur was walking it. The stations lead to a small chapel with the Pieta. The setting was very European, with the shrine looking down over the church, the cemetary and the valley. Sheep graze the hill, so we had to watch where we walked to avoid the droppings. Because the stations were outdoors and up such a steep hill with the shrine at the top, it was a pilgrimage walk. I would highly recommend it to everyone.
Our ultimate destination was Hermann, Missouri. We entered the city via the Christopher Bond Memorial Bridge, paid for in large part by your federal tax dollars. The bridge was beautiful, but it could have been scaled back a bit given the size and condition of the city which we were entering. Herman had wonderful red brick 19th century German influence architecture, but we saw many for sale signs, and weedy sidewalk gardens which made it appear as if the town no longer cares whether or not the tourists come. No quilt or yarn shops in town, nor a shop with German imports, like the former Domeier's in New Ulm. Many antique and second-hand stores, but we bought only a few small foodstuff items. We attended a fish and chicken fry at St. George's Cathholic Church on Friday evening, and were a bit surprised to see how the stewed tomatoes and bread which they served was relished by diners! I came home with some recipes from Mary, the cook at Captain Wohlt's Bed and Breakfast. I did not get her recipe for the orange cranberry scones, or the wine-poached pears, so will have to do some research and testing on the internet for those. Brant Wilkins, the inn owner, hinted that they may have to do a cook book. I'm all for it!
We did only two winery tours while in Hermann. We came home with no wine. However, we found another pilgrimage sight where we spent an afternoon, Our Lady of Sorrows Shrine and St. Martin's Church and Museum at Starkenburg out of Rhineland, Missouri. St. Martin's Church is a now closed Catholic parish. The building is on the National Register of Historic Buildings, and is intact, with paintings, altar and side altars, and statues. The shrine has the first built, tiny wooden chapel with a statue of Our Lady of Sorrows, and a much larger stone church above it. Outside it has a shrine to Our Lady of Lourdes, a statue of Jesus and the Angel with the chalice in the Garden of Gethsemane, a way of the cross, and a crypt with a statue of Christ lying in the tomb. We were able to make our Passio at the shrine.
I think we also discovered the cat lady of Hermann. On our walk home from church one day we saw six cats and their beds and carriers out on a porch. I still wonder why my cats cannot get along so well!
We spent our last night on the road in Galena, another town with great architeture, but way too many night time carousers. The town was packed as we went to find a place to eat on Saturday night.
Thursday, June 20, 2013
New Rule
This week I implemented a new rule: Only one project at a time. This applies to one project in a category, that is. Only one quilt at a time, one knitting project at a time, one embroidery project at a time. Yes, I am still hell-bent on busting my stashes. And yes, I still think smaller projects are better for me. And yes, one thing done is one thing less to do.
The last of my Smart Bags is almost done. I had purchased 30 of the interfacng patterns at one time. Most I gave away as gifts. I just might have to buy more in the future, since I enjoy picking out coordinating fat quarters and buttons for them. Many of the recipients of the bags have used them for church because they are the perfect size for missals.
The last of my Smart Bags is almost done. I had purchased 30 of the interfacng patterns at one time. Most I gave away as gifts. I just might have to buy more in the future, since I enjoy picking out coordinating fat quarters and buttons for them. Many of the recipients of the bags have used them for church because they are the perfect size for missals.
Vandeberg Family History
I found this on my computer this morning, and thought I would share it. I originally wrote it for my mom's birthday a couple of years ago.
Snipppets from My Childhood
February, 2011
Mother's work schedule:
Mondays, Thursdays and Saturdays were wash days. Tuesdays were changing beds and washing sheets and towels days.. In the early years she changed only one sheet on each bed every week. The top sheet was thrown into the wash, the bottom sheet was moved to the top, and we got a clean bottom sheet. Wednesdays were bathroom cleaning and floor scrubbing days. Fridays must have been for ironing.
Food:
Fridays were always meatless, of course. On Friday evenings we got popcorn, served in the big dish pan. On Saturdays we had broiled hamburgers, baked beans and potato chips. We never had dip to go with the chips, but sometimes I used cottage cheese as a dip, and sometimes even the beans! I hated washing dishes on Saturday nights because I hated scrubbing the broiler pan. On Sundays after the 9:45 mass we always had bacon and eggs. I still cannot make a decent fried egg, not like Mother could make. We went to mass in shifts, with my dad taking the boys who were serving to the earlier mass. We had beef roast almost every Sunday, as well as a homemade cake. We had dessert every day after supper, ususally cake, bars, or ice cream. In the summer sometimes we had popsickles. We got a sandwhich, two cookies and an apple every day in our school lunch bags. Some meal combinations which I remember were salmon loaf, creamed peas, potatoes, and German chocolate cake ( I just about died when we had the same exact combination at St. Ben's a time or two. Coincidence, or a German tradition?); homemade baked beans and carrot/pineapple/jello salad and johnny cake; meatloaf made with oatmeal instead of bread crumbs, and baked potatoes; and toasted cheese sandwhiches, tomato soup and cocoa. I have several of Mother's cake recipies in my collection, crumb cake, starlight cake, black devil's food cake, fruit cocktail cake, spice cake, and oatmeal cake. The two recipes for which she is probably most known are chow mein hot dish, and Tollhouse oatmeal cookies. I think I was probably out of high school before I ever tasted a chocolate chip cookie made without oatmeal. We always got a layer cake for our birthday.
Nicnames:
Mother had nicnames for some of the younger kids. I was Patwissa. Robert was Bobby Boy. Ed was Eddykins, and Peter was Peterkins, or Mamma's Little Lover Boy.
Stories:
As one of the younger kids, I always heard tales from Mother about some of the older kids. Her favorites seemed to be when Tim got stuck in a snowbank when he was little, and when he threw the cat in the toilet, and how that cat became Mother's best friend when she rescued him. Then there is the story about how Gerard thought Janice was just the most wonderful baby in the world, until Mother asked him if he would go get a diaper for her. Gerard's response was, "That baby is getting to be too much work around here!" Then there was the time that Janice got sick, and Mother had to give her a bath, wash her hair, and change the bed. Then Gerard got sick, and she repeated the process. Then Gerard looked at Janice and said, "We're both sick", and they started laughing. Then there was a naughty brother who cut up some beautiful fabric which Mother had bought for Janice for an apron for 4-H. Everyone knows about the pot Bob got stuck on his head, and that Joe was always crawling on top of the table while she was trying to feed Bob, that Bob was a fussy baby, and that he kept his blanket until it disintigrated, and that he would take that blanket and go crawl behind the couch and sleep for hours. I was always reminded that I took hours to feed as a baby because I was a preemie.
Snipppets from My Childhood
February, 2011
Mother's work schedule:
Mondays, Thursdays and Saturdays were wash days. Tuesdays were changing beds and washing sheets and towels days.. In the early years she changed only one sheet on each bed every week. The top sheet was thrown into the wash, the bottom sheet was moved to the top, and we got a clean bottom sheet. Wednesdays were bathroom cleaning and floor scrubbing days. Fridays must have been for ironing.
Food:
Fridays were always meatless, of course. On Friday evenings we got popcorn, served in the big dish pan. On Saturdays we had broiled hamburgers, baked beans and potato chips. We never had dip to go with the chips, but sometimes I used cottage cheese as a dip, and sometimes even the beans! I hated washing dishes on Saturday nights because I hated scrubbing the broiler pan. On Sundays after the 9:45 mass we always had bacon and eggs. I still cannot make a decent fried egg, not like Mother could make. We went to mass in shifts, with my dad taking the boys who were serving to the earlier mass. We had beef roast almost every Sunday, as well as a homemade cake. We had dessert every day after supper, ususally cake, bars, or ice cream. In the summer sometimes we had popsickles. We got a sandwhich, two cookies and an apple every day in our school lunch bags. Some meal combinations which I remember were salmon loaf, creamed peas, potatoes, and German chocolate cake ( I just about died when we had the same exact combination at St. Ben's a time or two. Coincidence, or a German tradition?); homemade baked beans and carrot/pineapple/jello salad and johnny cake; meatloaf made with oatmeal instead of bread crumbs, and baked potatoes; and toasted cheese sandwhiches, tomato soup and cocoa. I have several of Mother's cake recipies in my collection, crumb cake, starlight cake, black devil's food cake, fruit cocktail cake, spice cake, and oatmeal cake. The two recipes for which she is probably most known are chow mein hot dish, and Tollhouse oatmeal cookies. I think I was probably out of high school before I ever tasted a chocolate chip cookie made without oatmeal. We always got a layer cake for our birthday.
Nicnames:
Mother had nicnames for some of the younger kids. I was Patwissa. Robert was Bobby Boy. Ed was Eddykins, and Peter was Peterkins, or Mamma's Little Lover Boy.
Stories:
As one of the younger kids, I always heard tales from Mother about some of the older kids. Her favorites seemed to be when Tim got stuck in a snowbank when he was little, and when he threw the cat in the toilet, and how that cat became Mother's best friend when she rescued him. Then there is the story about how Gerard thought Janice was just the most wonderful baby in the world, until Mother asked him if he would go get a diaper for her. Gerard's response was, "That baby is getting to be too much work around here!" Then there was the time that Janice got sick, and Mother had to give her a bath, wash her hair, and change the bed. Then Gerard got sick, and she repeated the process. Then Gerard looked at Janice and said, "We're both sick", and they started laughing. Then there was a naughty brother who cut up some beautiful fabric which Mother had bought for Janice for an apron for 4-H. Everyone knows about the pot Bob got stuck on his head, and that Joe was always crawling on top of the table while she was trying to feed Bob, that Bob was a fussy baby, and that he kept his blanket until it disintigrated, and that he would take that blanket and go crawl behind the couch and sleep for hours. I was always reminded that I took hours to feed as a baby because I was a preemie.
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