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Amazon Shuts Down Fabric.Com

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I am astonished at this information. Amazon expects me to buy my fabric directly from them? I don’t want people who don’t understand fabric cutting my yard goods. What about all those Kennesaw, Georgia, residents? Are they now without jobs?! I’m incensed at this action on Amazon’s part. It’s outrageous. There’s no way the decision-makers at Amazon understand people who sew—our likes, our dislikes, our allegiances to fabric manufacturers, our sewing and quilting needs. No. Way. I learned about this action off a random sewing blog this morning while I was looking for something else. I am extremely disappointed in … Continue reading →

An Artistic Blast from the Past

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I haven’t really sewn since April, so I’ve had nothing to write about. All my energy has been going into my Travel section, documenting three major trips I’ve taken since the end of April. Today, while looking for something else, I came across a blog post on my old blog. This was written on May 24, 2010, when my grandbabes were aged almost nine and five days short of seven. They loved spending time with Grandma. They loved our Friday night sleepovers, as did I. Precious memories. I’ve copied it here to share with you. I’ve changed the names to … Continue reading →

Out With the Old, In With the New

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As most humans are wont to do, yesterday and today I have been looking back on 2015, pondering what I wish to change for 2016. Change? Almost everything! Last year was one of the hardest years in my life, with a few bright lights tossed in to keep me sane. It started on Christmas Day of 2014, when my brothers decided it was time for Mother to reside permanently in a nursing home. The task of cleaning out her apartment in the assisted living facility and deciding what to do with her now-unnecessary possessions fell to me. I had to … Continue reading →

Jas’s Summer Vacation

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It’s amazing what one brain can forget in six weeks’ time. As I left the house yesterday morning to go grocery shopping, I had to stop and think what the process involved. Turn off the alarm system; wait, what’s the code. Unlock the door to go to the car; wait, there’s a garage door to open, where’s the remote. As I reached down to turn the door knob to go outside, the plate behind the knob looked different, looked shiny, looked new. I looked at it for a few moments, then just figured I wasn’t remembering what it looked like. … Continue reading →

Rewriting History

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In 1988, when John and I were newly a couple, his daughter Tamara met a lovely man (Jeff, who has now been her husband for over 25 years). During their first summer of dating, Jeff met Scott and Tyler and learned that Tyler was an avid musician. Having spent several summers at what was then National Music Camp (NMC, now Interlochen Arts Camp, IAC), Jeff graciously ordered information to be sent to Tyler. The seed was planted, Tyler learned more and more about percussion during the school year, and he applied to spend the summer of 1989 as a percussionist … Continue reading →