In the sewing room, everything is pretty much as I left it. A brief flourish of inspiration, and then nothing. The UFOs, the projects, the ideas...they just sit there. But my old friend MAM, she never deserts me. In a wash basin, or a bag, a box or a pile, it is what it is, odd bits and parts who don't mind be sewn together. And so, I start there..to see if I can move forward, or at least closer to 'there'.
Big A graduates. An ending and a beginning. She is my oldest grandchild, the heir apparent and leader of the pack. She had the title role of "Granddaughter Solo" until 2 years ago. She now has 3 little junior princesses following her about. Yes, the grandchild count is 15, with 11 of them being boys! Oh Joy! Boys!!!
Her party was a huge affair, lots and lots of family from 4 sides, since she has two sets of parents and multiple grandparents. It was a fun day, watching her meet and greet, give hugs and jokes with equal abandonment. She's off to college in a few weeks. She will be starting at UW-River Falls, my old haunting ground and where I had a meet and greet of my own, way back in the 50's. End result? Wedding bells and no degree...ya right, re-thinking that one!! She's majoring in Elementary Education and I hope she can "just do it". All the way to the goal line.
And you know, it really doesn't seem so very long ago that this was the Sept. 13th birthday quilt. It's a MAM, of course, with the added touch of her name. It's been on her bed ever since. Wonder if it will go off to college?? Probably not...LOL
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