Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
Using a spool of ribbon so that you have enough, tie it tightly just at the base of the flowers, leaving a tail about two feet long.
Then, using the ribbon that is still attached to the spool, start to weave over and under each stock. It is harder at first, but gets easier as you go.
Continue around and around the flowers, pulling tightly each time. Over time the lavender will dry and shrink, and the ribbon will get loose, so keep it as tight as possible.
Friday, April 24, 2009
In my bedroom I have a collection of oval florals that I have all picked up for a few bucks each, or less at garage sales over the years. Some are hand painted, some are prints, some decoupages, and even one is needlepoint. They all work together because they are all oval, floral, and have age. Pick something you like and just look and see how many you can collect for cheap. Every time I find another one, I just slap it on the wall. I love this romantic wall!
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Today is Attic Gal Alysa’s birthday, and it’s a big one!
A good friend would never outright tell a girlfriend’s age, but here are 40 reasons I love Alysa.
1.She is fun. Shortly after we met, we were walking down the hall of our church one evening. She spotted some balloons on the floor of the nursery room. “Let’s sit on ‘em!” she suggested, and in moments the two of us, grown women, had popped them all. I knew I would have a ball with this gal.
2. She loves monograms,
3. the patina of old wood,
4. Hershey’s kisses,
5. Mexican Wood furniture,
7. and making people happy,
8. Saturday mornings,
9. the scriptures,
10. General Conference,
12. the grilled eggplant sandwich at Cheesecake Factory (though she can’t stand cheesecake),
13. crushed ice,
14. family traditions,
15. and creative blogs.
16. She is totally devoted to her kids,
17. her hubby,
19. the Church,
20. and the Lord.
21. She collects wood bowls,
22. cake plates,
23. Fiesta ware,
24. vintage printed tablecloths,
25. and good ideas.
26. She speaks Japanese.
27. She has more friends than anyone I know of who isn’t rich or famous.
28. She is really good at remembering phone numbers,
29. saying just the right thing at the right time,
30. finding a great deal,
31. baking chocolate chip cookies,
32. discovering the talents in others,
33. encouraging them in their talents,
34. and utilizing their talents to enrich her life and the lives of her family,
36. and laughing.
37. She is the most conscientious mom I know.
38, 39, and 40. She will always be older and wiser than me!
Sure, our friendship has had its rocky moments, every relationship does. When we discovered that she loves her chocolate frozen, and I love mine just on the verge of melting, it was almost the end. But we pushed through that, and now our friendship is better than ever! I’m so glad.
She and I are in the process of planning a dream trip to see the fall colors in Vermont, come October 2024 (as soon as our kiddos are grown and gone.) I can’t wait!
But before that, we are planning a road trip to Utah next week to go the BYU Women’s Conference and celebrate her birthday. Yippie! Road trip with NO kids! We gonna have fun, girl!
Happy Birthday Attic Gal Alysa!
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
I learned that this quilt was likely made in the 1880s or 90s, and that crazy quilts were all the rage in Victorian America. There had been a Japanese Pavilion at the world's fair in the late 1870, and the crazy quilt was the quilting world's take on the Japanese look. The random pieces are reminiscent of the crackled crazing of the ancient Japanese vases on display there. Many believe that the term "crazy quilt" came not from the erratic style, but from the "crazing" of Japanese porcelain. When I look at that quilt, though, I have to think it was a little of both. How many hours did this lady spend on this quilt?
These crazy quilts were not meant for practical use, but to show off the creativity and embroidery skills of the maker.
The quilts were full with symbolism. Spiders meant gook luck for the maker of the quilt. Different numbers and colors of interlocking rings meant different things.
In fact, women were so obsessed with creating their crazy quilts, it was becoming a problem. Here is a poem from Good Housekeeping, October 25, 1890.
The Crazy Quilt
And where is the wife who so vauntingly swore
That nothing on earth her affections could smother?
She crept from your side at the chiming of four
And is down in the parlor at work on another.
Your breakfasts are spoiled,
And your dinners half-boiled,
And your efforts to get a square supper are foiled
By the crazy-quilt mania that fiendishly raves,
And to which all the women are absolute slaves.
And thus it has been since the panic began,
In many loved homes it has wrought desolation,
And cursed is the power by many a man,
That has brought him so close to the verge of starvation,
But make it she must,
She will do it or bust,
Beg, swap, and buy pieces or get them on trust,
Oh, the crazy-quilt mania, may it soon cease to rave
In the land of the free and the home of the brave.