It wouldn't sing

I bought this kit at a quilt show a couple years ago.  It was one of those "had to have it" purchases.  I knew that even if I never made the quilt, I'd enjoy having the fabrics.  It's also where I learned to open the package and see what you're getting.  But, that's neither here nor there.  I kept it as a kit, knowing one day...one day.

When Rob and I were looking for a project for a gift, this fell off the shelf and he liked it.  We replaced a couple fabrics that he didn't care for.  And, I ironed it and started cutting and making blocks. 

They were so flat.  So little movement.  And, the more blocks I made. the less I liked the quilt.  I even stopped and made some sashing to see if that helped.  But, it didn't.  The blocks are small, 6" finished, so we decided to make more of them.  And, we talked about sunflowers and whether sunflowers are all uniform...or if they have varying shades of gold.  I went to stash and pulled greenish golds and orangeish golds...and, the pattern adapted for me.  Instead of just laying there, it started to have movement.

Next, we bought a border fabric and replaced the greens again...  I know!  What if I just planned ahead??  Well, then it wouldn't be my kind of art... 

I'm really enjoying how it is coming together now...

The news just ran a reminder to take your turkey out.  I just ran and took the turkey out.  It takes one day of thawing for every 4 pounds of bird. 

The other night at dinner, we were talking about whether Rob and I were going out on a date.  Sydney finally piped up.  She said it was like we'd always been this old couple that had been together a long time.  But, now we were like newlyweds on a honeymoon.  And, it is cute...and a little bit creepy.  That seems appropriate for a teen, right? 

Rob keeps reminding me of a commercial from a while back where some kid comes home, thinking his poor parents are already in bed, asleep, on a Friday night...and boring.  But, really, the parents were out on the town... and the wise ass kid was home alone.  It's time for her to be home alone some.  She's a grown up.  It's time for her to get another job, too!

Everybody have a great Monday.  It's Thanksgiving week.  I'm feeling thankful.  Thankful for my little family and our home and the life we live.  For friends and extended family and a job I understand and am good at.  Thankful that I am me, always changing, but somehow, always the same.