Friday, December 14, 2007

BOSTON


This boy is so cute, he is my constant companion when I am home, otherwise he spends his time with Ben.
When I was rushing to sew the Christmas gifts he would lay under the sewing machine and consequently end up with bits of thread all over him, I just toss them on the floor to be vacuumed up later on - It would feel odd if he wasn't there under my chair and often with his head on my foot.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

CHRISTMAS LUNCH AT ALROY TAVERN


What a great lunch with wonderful friends, I feel really blessed and am so glad that I am not leaving this wonderful bunch of ladies that I am priveleged to call my friends.

Sharon was my secret santa and as she is leaving us soon to move to Harvey Bay it was particularly poinuant that she should be my gift giver.

I recieved a wonderful stitched cushion, and a devine 9 patch and quilted table runner - in my favourite colours of pink and brown, will I ever get tired of this combination, I don't think so. Another smaller cushion with "Santa don't leave coal" on it and a bottle of red with a kit for stitching a bottle bag, how handy - Sharon knows me well...LOL. And that is not all - a little cushion to stitch of a raindeer......too cute.

I was Jessica's secret santa and once again I went "BIG" what is going on with me, anyway, she liked it all so that was good, finishing it all at 1.30am the previous evening was very typical of me. All the gifts were beautiful, we are really a great group, we like what each other do and it is always fun to discover what lies under the wrapping or in the box or bag, I just want to know why we all feel a need to apologise for things, ie, we think our work is not good enough or we didn't spend enough time stitching on it or we couldn't find the exact color that would match the kitchen or lounge or whatever, you know it is so much more about the love and care that goes into doing a handworked piece, we are all very good at what we do and each one of us have a special interest and talent in certain areas of patchwork and craft in general. Every time I see something that was made by one of my friends especially for me, for my home, I feel very special and very loved and it is even better when someone else admires my bag and I can say, "Yes my friend made me that, arn't I lucky?"