making my own napkins and loving it


babies be gettin’ psyched
March 31, 2009, 1:34 pm
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progress is being made on the quilt, slowly but surely.  more slowly before, more surely now.  there’s only a week before i head to boston, which means i’ve got to start haulin’ a little quilting ass.  so here’s what i’ve got so far:

all the squares as they'll be laid out in the quilt

all the squares as they'll be laid out in the quilt

the first two rows are complete!

the first two rows are complete!

here are a few of my favorite squares:

seahorses and octopi

seahorses and octopi

ants and octopi

ants and octopi

fish and bugs

fish and bugs

fish and octopi

fish and octopi

apparently i really like octopi.  here’s why.

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babies better get ready
March 10, 2009, 12:52 am
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a new quilting project has begun!!!!

my friend laurel is pregnant (i believe she will be close friend #3 to birth a child, friend my age #2).  this is weird, but quite exciting.  so, of course, a quilt must be made.  i had dreams of making this quilt all organic, given laurel and her husband’s inclinations towards such things, and my love of all things green.  but alas, organic fabric is either boring as dirt or crazy-expensive.  so then i considered making a scrap quilt, which wouldn’t be organic but wouldn’t involve purchasing anything new.  while this would appeal to both of our sensibilities, as well as my general lack of all things monetary, alas, i don’t really have enough scraps to generate any sort of cohesive color scheme.  soooooo….

i gave in/indulged myself and went to spool, one of the gosh-darn loveliest places in this fair city, and bought oodles of adorable fabric in what i consider to be a gender-neutral color scheme.  here’s a sneak peek (in very poor lighting):

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these six fabrics (minus the cat) will be combined in various ways to make 12 different pinwheel squares, which will be arranged in a grid on top of a pretty heather blue background:

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then comes my favorite part, the backing:

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for the binding i have a super bright orange fabric, similar to the orange in the fish and the seahorses.

i can’t wait to start piecing together my pinwheel squares!  hopefully there will be updates soon.



nostalgick
March 4, 2009, 4:59 pm
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no real craft-y updates for you.  working on a pretty little scarf, but no pictures yet.  i’ve been busy with GREs and work and editing projects.  i’ve also been rediscovering my diaryland site, which i kept up for a year or two between 2000 and 2002.  that’s right, i was a blogger before anyone even knew what bloggers were.  we were all doin’ it back in those days, and for a long time it was important to me to be able to follow what my friends were up to once we all went our separate ways into academia.  but of course my devotion floundered, and alas, the site was abandoned.  now you can’t even read the entries anymore (apparently my amateur experiments with html weren’t so successful in the long run), but i’ve managed to salvage some from the members page, and i’m compiling a crazy-long word document.  so far i’m already on page 48, and i’ve only covered my first semester of college.  yowza.

don’t worry, i won’t subject all my semi-angsty post-teen blabbing on you, but i do think that from time to time i’ll share one or two that i find particularly amusing or thought provoking.  there will probably be more of the former than the latter, given what i’ve re-read so far.

so without further ado, here is your first gem:

2000-12-13
15:07:33
Behold the power of feet

Last night, I was doing my laundry in the spacious basement laundry room that is supposed to be for the upperclassmen in the adjacent building but which I so stealthily discovered.  This spacious laundry room not only has six washers and six dryers (as opposed to the puny four in our laundry room), but the dryers are the cool kind with windows in the front, so that you can watch your clothes spin ceaselessly as they dry.  It’s a good time, I assure you.  Beats studying for finals, anyway.  </P><P></P><P>So, I was sitting with my barefeet against the dryer window so that they could absorb the heat, and I was watching my jeans and my red handkerchief and my cow socks chase each other around.  And I noticed the tattoo on my right foot, and started thinking about how it will always be there, even when I’m forty and sitting in my house somewhere, with a family and a job and hopefully some semblance of a life.  And I started to wonder if, when I was noticing my tattoo as a forty year old, I would remember sitting in that laundry room and watching my clothes spin.  And it made me really sad, because in twenty years I might not remember little events like that, and they’re the ones I enjoy most.  Leaning my feet against a hot dryer and watching my clothes spin.  Walking down Thayer St. in the freezing cold with my friends and laughing like crazy.  Watching Seth and Claire wrestle and kick at each other, and watching Claire win.  Those are the times when I stop and think about how much I really like it here, and I’m worried that those are the times I won’t remember.  </P><P></P><P>I hope in forty years I can look at my tattoo and remember sitting in that dirty old laundry room, and be able to feel the heat of the dryer on the bottoms of my feet, and remember that even though I was exhausted and I had endless amounts of studying to do, I was really content to just sit there and watch my clothes.  Hopefully, after thinking and writing about it, it will be one of those silly little memories that never leaves me.

end.

want to hear something funny?  i’d totally forgotten all about that moment and everything i thought at the time until i rediscovered this entry.  sigh.  so much for preserving funny wacky little memories.

and for any of you old-school diarylanders who are interested (i’m talking to you, little miss cocoa), you can still access your old pages on diaryland.  and the site still looks exactly the same as it did way back when.  pastel purple till you puke!  yay for some things never changing!