Mod Podge Sunday

While the Miller Men went to enjoy the Chilly Hilly, Darcy and I decided to get crafty and drown ourselves in Mod Podge. Both of us were in uncharted waters in terms of the steps needed to take to create the final product.

We were covering the letters of HBaby’s name and it wasn’t until we got to the final letter that we discovered the most efficient way to add the modge podge without impending disaster or bumpy, choppy edges.

By the time Barry and Brian made it home – after both completing the 33 mile Chilly Hilly(!) – we were ready to show them the completed project. I’m certain that Martha Stewart isn’t going to be calling anytime soon (Sorry, Darcy) but it was fun to do and I’m really excited about how the letters turned out.

I’ve Joined Up

I’ve joined the Quilt Club at my school, but don’t go thinking that I’m a quilter or anything fancy like that.

I wish.

Instead I’ve joined some other wonderful ladies and bullied my way into this club that has existed for years convincing them to make me HBaby a quilt. I’ve already got the fabric, remember?

This is Pam and Karen. Pam is kind of like a Mob Boss – head of the Quilt Club – most people ask her what she thinks and she decides if something needs to get done.

I’ve been trying to  convince her to give orders with a Tony Soprano-like accent, but she isn’t really into the idea. I’ll keep working on it.

Anyhow here are some of the characters in the Quilt Club besides Mob Boss Pam:

Karen is a steady member of the Quilt Club – except I don’t think she’d be able to pull off the role of Mob Boss. She laughs too much, which I love about her.

She teaches the Kinders and you have to be able to laugh when you teach kindergarten! Always laughing….that is Karen.

This is Cheryl and she doesn’t like getting her picture taken, but I poked my fat camera towards her and caught her in the act. She teaches big kids – 5th and 6th grade – and tends to stop by Quilt Club to see what needs to get done. Apparently Cheryl once made outdoor gear, but has since hung up her sewing needle, now she irons, pins and does stuff that doesn’t involve sewing.

This is Kylene and she teaches Music and knows every single kid in the school by name. Kylene’s classroom is always warm and on days when I’m freezing I want to go hunker down in her room and listen to her teach. Kylene is very industrious: sewing, knitting, quilting, and even making cheese.

I’m not kidding about the cheese part. The woman can make cheese!

This is Kylene and Ruthie. Ruthie calls me Sunshine every time I walk into the office. She is one of our Office Managers and would give you the shirt off her back if you asked for it. She also loves the Yankees more than the Mariners – shocking, I know.

This is Annette and there is a rumor floating around that she is more of a perfectionist when it comes to quilting than anyone else in Quilt Club. I have yet to see that side of Annette.

Annette teaches Kindergarten as well and she also subs in my room sometimes. When Annette is in my room, I know that business will be taken care of an there is no need to worry.

This is part of the quilt waiting to be put together. Pink and Brown. Delightful color combination, right?

This is another part of the quilt waiting for the order from Mob Boss Pam to continue on. Who says you can’t have a cowboy quilt for a girl?

Certainly not me, you know how I feel about cowboys.

Oh, and this is me when I was a wee one with one of my first quilts.

Just think this masterpiece, made by all these wonderful women, will be loved by sweet little HBaby in just a few short months!

Hi Chica!

hannah and kara

When I see most people for the first time after telling them that I’m pregnant they embrace me with a hug and congratulate Barry and me.  A few people have rubbed my belly and, as I’ve mentioned before, many of my students are at the exact height where tapping on it seems to be a great way to get my attention.

On the eve of Thanksgiving Kara and Ryan stopped by my parents house after they finished their meal and were heading home for the evening. I hadn’t seen Kara in a couple months and she was smiling huge as she bolted towards me. Before I knew it, she gave me a quick hug and was down on her knees cupping my belly yelling in a ultra high-pitched voice, “Hi, Chica!!! Hi Chica!!!”

It was classic. Barry and I can’t quite get the right tone and are wishing that we had an audio clip to play because we’re pretty sure that little Chica loved the recognition from Kara.