Gratitude and blankets

I'm 34 pages into New Moon and I've nearly strangled Bella at least a dozen times.

BELLA! You're killing me! Fer real! Must you be such a mopester? Must you be such a sour puss? It's you're birthday, for goodness sakes! Where's your attitude of gratitude?

I am so hoping Edward smacks her silly soon!

Maybe I am just a bit impatient with Bella because I'm tired. Tired of feeling like this at my twin's baseball games.


And tired of seeing my daughter like this.


Mother Nature, haven't you heard? It's MAY, gosh darnit!

I'm also a little tired of hearing my hub and my IL's murmurmurmurmurmur like Lamen and Lemual at the umpire. If I was going to murmur like Lamen and Lemual I would direct it at the coach:

"DUDE! Why is my son playing left field? (murmurmurmurmurmur) Dontcha know there ain't no action way out in left field? Why would you place a kid who wears his baseball cap to bed way out in left field? (murmurmurmurmurmur)

And why would you place a kid who wears his batting helmet to dinner at the end of the batting lineup? (murmurmurmurmurmur) Dontcha know all those kids who strike out in front of him ain't gonna unload those bases for ya?

But I'm no sour puss, and my attitude is full of gratitude, so I keep my trap shut.

Helk, I'm just THANKFUL I have blankets to keep me warm (in MAY), and to muffle the sound of my voice box when I grumble against the coach.

Speaking of gratitude and blankets . . . (WARNING: Abrupt shift of tone ahead!)


Kritta finished The Magic Quilt!!!!!!

For those of you who don't know about The Magic Quilt, it's a comforting blanket, made (with lub) from pieces of fabric sent (with lub) from my readers. Each piece of fabric represents a story of healing and comfort and triumph over tragedy, all recorded on themagicquilt.blogspot.com.

Together we have formed the YA YA sisterhood of the magic traveling quilt. In other words, we will follow this quilt around (whispering YA YA) as it magically heals everyone it touches.

Soooo EXCITED!

So do you want to see it? Do you? Do you? Do you?

Isn't it loverly!?

It was even loverly-er after I sprinkled it with pixie dust and serenaded it with Mozart.


You wanna know what Kritta did special that gave me major chicken skin when my eyeballs beheld the quilt?

She sewed the names of all those who not only donated fabric and shared their stories, but also those who are following the project via The Magic Quilt blog.

Like this:





Does that put a lump in your throat the size of Vermont, or what?

You wanna see my name?


MUCH MAHALO KRITTA!

It makes me verklempt to see everyone's quilt blocks side by side because these blocks represent their stories. I lub looking at everyone else's stories all mixed up with my stories.

That's the magic.

Lookie, here's Andrea's blocks from her Surrounded in Love entry.

And here is Springrose's block from her She loved Me Most entry.

It's right next to Sandi's block from her Safe in His Arms entry. (Sandi, you've got a great big square on the back of the quilt too.)

The following block chokes me up most. It's from Anjeny's entry Finding Comfort. It contains extra special magical powers because she actually took it from her mother's favorite skirt. Her entry, and the fact that her mother passed away three or four years ago, made this donation exceptionally powerful to me.


There are so many other uplifting stories, but the photos turned out blurry and now my camera battery is dead so I'm going to let you look them up yourself.

Since our first recipient is now in remission (thank goodness) from her breast cancer, who should we give it to? Who? Who? Who?

Any ideas?

I'm not accepting nominations.

Kritta has enough material to make one more magic quilt, and I just bought a sewing machine for $25--kinda felt attached to it after it sewed the Big Dipper into my thumb (if that's not a sign from the universe, I don't know what is)--so I'm gonna start quilting with magic too. If anyone out there wants to help sew or donate fabric, alls you have to do is light a candle, turn on some Mozart and say YA YA thirteen times.

And then cuall me, we'll tualk.

You might want to email me too because I lose my phone a lot.

More details coming soon.

P.S. Happy Nurses Day today!