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It's my hope, we'll see if it works.
So much has happened in our lives since I last posted to the blog. Lots that has been rather traumatic, some that has been rather happy, some that leaves us trembling in anticipatory fear.
So let's start with me.
Last year in February I got a new job. I was no longer working in the most wonderful place on the face of the earth (the fire hall). I applied for and got, a job at the Aquatic Center. I have been there now for almost 17 months and it has come to be my new home. It took time, and I had huge growing pains, but I'm in for the long haul now, and it's not a bad thing.
Hunter entered grade 5 and it all seemed to start swimmingly. Although at the very start of the year, before class assignments were finalized, I had asked for him to be moved to a different class room. The principal refused, saying give it a go, if it doesn't work we can make a change. It did not work, it didn't work in so big a way that I had a 10 year old child on my hands who was threatening suicide. Despite that, the principal still refused to move. She brought in all kinds of people to make Hunter go back to the class room he was clearly suffering in. 3 months later, in late November, we finally had some support in the school counselor and he was removed from the class and placed in another. Hunter had some growing pains due to the negligence of administration, but he excelled and was once again on the honor roll consistently through to the end of the year. He is doing very well, happy and well adjusted once again. It was a long 5 months.
Ryder was diagnosed with strep throat in November, then again in December, and again in January, yet again in February, then March, and April, and May, and June, and July and I can almost guarantee August and September will be added. We are on the list for a tonsillectomy. We will have to travel to Quesnel for that, but at this point, whatever it takes to get him well. The poor kid is so tired of being sick, he just cries now when he knows he's coming down with another bout. It is so classic we always 'just know' when it is happening. Hopefully sometime in September/October we will see the end of it all.
We got another dog. He's an Australian shepherd who we called Archibald Schmeag (Archie). He is a great addition to the family, although his herding bark just about sends us to the moon some days. He's pretty and he's a great companion for Mike when he goes skiing and biking. Archie got the pleasure of accompanying Mike to the Avalanche chute this year, his first trip skiing. He bikes with him 3-4x/week. So we are a 2 dog family again.
So that's it in a nutshell. Pretty much. I am an avid quilter now, having dived back in headfirst. I bought a new sewing machine, my very first Bernina. It is a complete joy to use, although a bit of a learning curve. I had it for a month and already used it so much that I had to take it in to see how it is cleaned and oiled. Now I can take care of Bea all by myself.
I'm re-starting my blog and it will soon be all about my quilting projects, my favorite new fabrics and my finishes. Hold onto your hats, it might be a bumpy ride.
Strips upon strips upon strips upon strips. 3 yards of fabric cut up into 2 1/2 inch strips. That's a grand total of 46 strips or so (maybe a little more, I lost count). I sorted my strips into strip sets and sewed until the cows came home.
After all my strip sets were sewn and pressed I was ready to cut them into 2 1/2 inch strips. And so I cut until the cows came home. And here I am...I lost steam, I admit it. It's a lot of sewing and cutting to get to this point. Can you imagine sewing a million 2 1/2 inch squares together NOT doing the strip sewing method? That's what they used to do, really it is.
