Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts

Monday, July 11, 2011

Monday Miscellaneous

Thank You

I want to thank everybody who expressed condolences over the loss of my grandmother.  Your thoughts and well-wishes are very much appreciated.

The Move

Between the move and the emergency trip to Kansas, my cousins and I have pretty much been living on this:

We get the U-Haul in 18 days.  When the move is over and we resume our normal lives, we're going to have to go to CAA (Coffee Addicts Anonymous).  I'm NOT kidding!  In the mean time, we really ought to invest money in coffee company stock.

New Blog:  Supernova Bliss

I guess I'm a bit OCD.  I created this blog in order to discuss quilting.  Lately, however, I've run into a dilemma.  I'm not doing much quilting, and that has resulted in limited blogging.  Those blogs that I have done have been about cousin's or my mom's projects.  Solution?  A new blog.  Supernova Bliss (crazy title, huh?).  A blog where I can discuss anything I'd like ~ except quilting of course.  Quilting content belongs here.  Apparently, I need to be able to write ~ something, anything.  And that's exactly what you'll get if you happen to take a look.  A total crapshoot on what it is going on in my mind at the moment.  At least I will be amused.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

The Gypsy Quilter

On my Monday Miscellaneous blog post, I asked for suggestions for re-naming my blog (again).  The ever talented Sarah from Confessions of a Fabric Addict, suggested The Gypsy Quilter.  Given my recent adventures in moving, and the conviction that my quilting is about to head in a different direction from my standard traditionalism, it seems appropriate.  Thank you so much for the awesome suggestion, Sarah.  My blog now wears the new title proudly.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Monday Miscellaneous

New Blog Name:

Since I no longer reside in the desert, it just seemed wrong to continue as The Desert Quilter. A kind of false advertising (although I honestly doubt that I’ll quilt any differently than I did in the desert). I’m now officially The Prairie Quilter. I tried to think of a funny blog name, like Quilting In My Pyjamas or Confessions of Fabric Addict; I tried to think of a clever play on words like The Way I Sew It or Such a Sew and Sew; or even a blog title with a bit of whimsy like Taradiddle and Malarky. I got zilch, zip, nada. It just seemed a straight shot from The Desert Quilter to the Prairie Quilter, so that’s how it is.

I also have a new email address attached to my blog: michelle_of_the_prairie AT yahoo.com. (I'm nothing if not predictable, eh?)  Hopefully, all the blog settings are correct.  When I'm sure the new email address is working well, I'll phase out the old one. It really needs to go. I ordered some meds online and the company must have sold my email address. Now, I'm getting all kinds of ads for viagra amongst other things, and a lot of it is getting by the spam filter. Very irritating.

Unpacking:


Unpacking is the gift that keeps on giving. We’re probably about half done. Here’s what happened when I unpacked a box of clocks:


We’re not up to officially placing clocks, pictures, or wall-hangings on the walls yet.  However, the previous tenant left this wall full of screws.  (I’ve been wondering what they had hung there.)  It seemed a good place to “store” the clocks until they find a permanent home.  The interesting thing is that I kind of like it.

The room pictured is the sewing room (please ignore the mess).  Yep it has a wet bar—sink and small fridge.  We’ve got the coffee pot and toaster in place and will be adding a microwave soon.

Cat-Proofing the Kitchen:

Charley may be my quilt inspector, but he doesn’t limit his inspecting to quilts.  Kitchen cabinets are also fair game.  So I’ve been installing latches (no picture) and knobs.  The knobs make it easier to open a cabinet with a latch on it, and it dresses them up a bit.  I’m thankful for all the times I served as my dad’s helper.  Until now, I’d never drilled a hole, but I can’t count the number of times I watched him do it.  It’s coming in very handy.



New Ailment:

I’ve developed a most distressing ailment.  It’s called TripleT Q.  It stands for Too Tired To Quilt.  I haven’t quilted since I left Pahrump—not even hand-piecing on the NYBs.  I so miss it, but the brain just doesn’t have room to think about it.  It’s all unpacking all the time, and then when I can relax a bit in the evening, I’m just too darn tired.  I never thought I’d say that.

Blogland:

I’m still hit and miss on my blog reading.  You don’t know how I miss being able to sit and relax, and just peruse all your quilty loveliness.  However, I do try to reward myself from time to time.  If I’ve missed reading your blog lately, believe me it’s under duress.   The darn boxes just keep demanding attention.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Move is Complete--Mostly

(Newton, Kansas)

We're here.  Those two words are among the finest I've ever spoken.  Seriously.

The Road Trip:
In my humble opinion, road trips are vastly over-rated.  I enjoyed them when I was a kid, but in recent years, not so much.  It proved to be even more exhausting when I was doing all the driving.  I've vowed that in the future, if I'm going anywhere further than a day's a drive, I'm flying or taking the train. 


To make the road trip even more exciting, we had car trouble.  Our Dodge--the car with less than 13,000 miles on it--decided to act up the first day out.  We'd just pulled up in front of the hotel in Flagstaff, when I noticed steam coming from underneath the hood.  I got out and pink fluid was spewing from below.  Ack!  Being pink, I was sure it was transmission fluid.  Opened the hood to see it coming from the coolant tank--which was puzzling.  The hotel manager was really nice and said we could leave the car there until we could get service for it the next day.  Called my male relatives to pick their brains, but they were at a loss about how transmission fluid could get into the coolant tank.

In the meantime, I was so tired I could have taken my brain out and played it with it.  Then had the added fun of having a full-blown anxiety attack about how long we'd be stuck in Flagstaff, and whether I could trust whatever mechanic I might choose. 

Fast forward to the next day, and the hotel maintenance man had the front desk call me to tell me he didn't think it was transmission fluid and he'd look at the problem with me.  Before I could get out to the car,  my uncle called and told me his mechanic said that some coolant is pink now.  (Pink!  They had to make it the same freakin' color as transmission fluid?  What's up with that?)  So I met with the maintenance guy and he tells me it absolutely is not transmission fluid.  He checked out all the fluid lines and determined there was no leak except out of the coolant tank.  (The car never registered as being hot either.)  Anyway, he looked at the radiator cap and found some grit under it.  He said that could cause a pressure build-up.  So he put water in the tank, cleaned the cap, and then waited while the car got up to temperature to verify that we wouldn't have a repeat performance.  It's been fine ever since.  What a lifesaver.  Bless you Ryan!

The Cat:
Charley pretty much hated riding in the car.  He yowled from Pahrump, clear to the other side of Vegas, then it became more intermittent.  The intermittent protest was pretty much the norm the entire trip.  (How can a cat cause such guilt?)  The first night in the hotel he hid under the bed for 4 hours.  At the next hotel stop he wasn't nearly so timid.  By the time we arrived at the house, he was ready to explore.  This house has stairs, and the first night, he really enjoyed running up and down.

At This Moment in Time:
The furniture has arrived with like a bajillion boxes.  With the boxes stacked around, it looks like a bunch of hoarders live here.  We're unpacking, but it hasn't made too much of a dent yet.

I need to make changes to my blog.  Obviously, I'm no longer the "desert" quilter, and my weather app needs to be adjusted to our new location.  

I hope to get back to blog reading soon.  I've really been missing you all.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Monday Miscellaneous, and a Question

The Garage Sale:

The garage sale was more successful than I'd imagined. I had visions of sitting bored out of my mind, and ending up with darn near as much stuff as we started with. Boy was I surprised! On Friday morning, people started arriving before our advertised start time. That was okay because we had done most of the organizing beforehand. We had customers all day long. By the end of the day, we'd sold the majority of what we'd had. Ironically, on Saturday we had a only a handful of people by noon, and had done less that fifteen dollars worth of business. So, we picked up our signs and closed up shop. We'll donate the remainder of the items to a local church that does a lot of good work in the community.

We met some interesting characters during the sale.  Pahrump, Nevada is probably about as close to the wild west as you can get and still live within 75 miles of civilization.  Case in point, Pahrump is home to Ray the Flagman.  Ray is a 2nd Amendment activist.  Many days you can see him standing on Pahrump's main street, wearing his 6 shooter on his hip, holding the American flag, and handing out copies of the 2nd Amendment to anyone who passes his way.  I kid you not.  No, Ray didn't come to the garage sale, but that's okay because we've talked to Ray a few times since we've lived here--but not about the 2nd Amendment.  Ray will talk about the weather too.  One of the last times we saw him was standing at the pharmacy counter at Wal-mart.  And yes, he had his gun on his hip.  You see, there's no law against it here, although you cannot bring your gun into the casinos.  (Casinos hold the real power here in Nevada.)

(Since I know some of you will think I'm exaggerating, check out this blog.  Yep, Ray the Flagman is mentioned in it along with some of Pahrump's other characters.)

But I digress.  I used Ray just so you could get the "flavor" of Pahrump.  We met some chatty people just about as unique as Ray, however they were not quite as focused on a cause as he is.  Interestingly enough, the chattiest people proved to be men.  I got the whole behind the scenes good ol' boy political history from one guy.  It was so detailed with so many factions of whom I wasn't aware, after the first 10 minutes I was lost. That was okay, because he found a customer who was more well-informed than me, and the two of them talked for another twenty minutes. I did get the picture that these good ol' boy politics in Pahrump are pretty darn ruthless though.

Charley:


Given all the strange people in the garage, Charley felt the vulture perch was the best place to be during the garage sale hullabaloo.

The Question:

Seems odd that when I started this blog, I couldn't conceive a situation in which I might no longer be quilting in the desert.  What's that old John Lennon quote?  "Life's what's happening when you're making plans."  There's another quote that the internet source attributed to Jewish wisdom that goes something like this:  "We make plans and God laughs."  No matter.  The point is I named my blog The Desert Quilter back in February and less than a year later, I'm moving.  Need to change the blog name to something like The Prairie Quilter or The Midwest Quilter.  Anyway, herein lies the problem.  What is the best way to do that?

Here are the options that I've come up with:
1.  Leave the URL the same, and just change the header.  I think that might be a bit confusing though.  The upside is that I wouldn't lose any parts of my blog, or my followers.
2.  Supposedly blogger allows an option to set up a new blog and import an old blog.  This sounds like it has possibilities, but how does it work?  How well does it work?  And I think there's a good chance it won't import my followers.
3.  I don't really have a number three, but I hope maybe some of you will.  I'm open to all manner of knowledge, suggestions, and opinions.  In short:  HELP!

A Beg and a Giveaway:

Suzanne, the Colorado Lady, is needing small pieces of scraps for a quilt she is making.  She is using 2" squares to make a quilt, and if I understand correctly, it's necessary for each square to be from different fabric.  (Not sure if that's 2" finished or unfinished.)  Hence the small scraps.  Let me be clear, she's asking for scraps and will cut the squares herself.  Oh, and the quilt is going to be king-sized.

Anyone who sends some scraps is entered in the giveaway.  I've got 60 in an envelope that will go out in today's mail.  While the giveaway is generous, I must admit, I'm really just curious to see this quilt completed.

Monday, August 16, 2010

Versatile Blogger Award update

One of my nominees, Valentina from Valentina's Corner, had decided her blog would be "award-free" from the time she first began blogging.  So she caressed the Versatile Blogger Award and asked me to pass it along to yet another deserving recipient.  It's a win-win for me because Valentina now knows how much I appreciate her blog, and yet I get to pass it along to someone else who is also deserving that I'd left out.  I tend to be a rule-follower and the directions said 15 recipients not 16.  What a dilemma!

Okay, so I'm awarding Wendy at Ivory Spring.  A talented quilter and a new mom.  Personally, I think anyone who has children deserves an award for versatility.  That's the name of the game, isn't it? 

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Such a Sweet Surprise

This afternoon, I found a note in my inbox from P. over at The Way I Sew It.  She had awarded me The Versatile Blogger award!  I was totally surprised and honored.  Thanks P.!  I'm not sure I've reached the level of versatility implied by the award, but I am working on it.  This is certainly encouraging.


The award comes with a few easy rules, and I am more than pleased to adhere to them.
  • Thank the person who gave you the award.  (Yep, got that one covered.)
  • Tell 7 things about yourself.
  • Award 15 other bloggers that you enjoy reading.
7 Things About Me:
  1. I'm an only child (and I did learn to share).
  2. I love to read science fiction and mysteries, and all genres in between.  
  3. I am both a liberal and a conservative--it depends on the issue.  Consequently, I have no representatives in the Congress or the Senate since they are so polarized.
  4. I have no phobias about insects or spiders in general, but maggots really give me the willies.
  5. I loved watching B movies with my dad.  He gave a running commentary that was just hysterical.
  6. My favorite subject in college was chemistry.
  7. My favorite TV show at the moment is Memphis Beat.
15 Bloggers who are receiving the Versatile Blogger Award from me (in no particular order):
  1. Astrid at Grandma's Red Needle
  2. Elaazan at Huisvlyt
  3. ThreeUnderTwo at Lit and Laundry
  4. Eric at The Empirical Manifesto
  5. Valentina at Valentina's Corner
  6. Marg at Sunshine? Paradise?
  7. Roslyn at Ros-the-Quilter
  8. Suzanne at Coloradolady
  9. Cynthia at Home Matters 1st
  10. Rita at Quiltpiecer
  11. Andrea at Lush Stuff
  12. Liz at Brambleberry Cottage
  13. Nima at Made to Treasure
  14. Carrie at A Passion for Applique
  15. Erica at Scrappy Threads
Now if P. hadn't just given the award to Mrs. Pyjamas at Quilting in My Pyjamas, Joy at Taradiddle and Malarky, Carla at Sew It Up Baby, Kristen at So Happy, Sarah at Confessions of a Fabric Addict, and Elizabeth at Such a Sew and Sew, I would have given them the Versatile Blogger award too.  But I didn't want any of them to get too full of themselves.  ;-)  (Just kidding Ladies!).  Seriously, this way, I get to spread the admiration a bit further.  There are so many wonderful bloggers, and I feel blessed to be part of a really special group in the blogging community.