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Bookkeeper, tax preparer, cat lady, blogger, organizer, mystery writer.

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I've finally decided that I am a writer - all the other things I do just pay the bills. Someone eloquent once said that if you do what you love, the money will follow. Well, let's just see about that.

RIP Aggie

RIP Aggie
Aggie was my fifteen-year-old cairn terrier - or maybe I should say I was her 55-year-old person! She was my faithful companion, spoiled rotten and I am still trying to figure out what to do without her.

Peter the Cat...

Peter the Cat...
This is Peter the gingersnap tabby! He's seven years old and has just been promoted to Peter the Very, Very Good. He is working his way up to Peter the Great...

Bee - the Cat Who Came From Somewhere Else...

Bee - the Cat Who Came From Somewhere Else...
Bee is Peter's buddy. He's eight years old and has made himself right at home. I guess cats really do come in pairs or sets of three!

And Jasper makes three!

And Jasper makes three!
Jasper is our new guy - the Cat From Another Place. He's four years old and we think he likes it here - so far, so good!

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Monday, May 10, 2010

A sense of the familiar...

Okay, this will sound absolutely crazy, but I had the best time this afternoon cutting fabric squares for some quilted pillow covers that I am going to make tomorrow.  I had forgotten the familiar feel of fabric under my hands; it reminds me of the many Saturday afternoons of my youth spent at the blackhead Singer handed down to me by my grandmother.  She taught me to sew by stitching threadless straight lines on notebook paper.  When I could do that to her satisfaction, I made napkins.  Then an apron.  I graduated to making Barbie clothes, which I churned out for years - spring and fall collections made from scraps leftover from whatever Grandma was making.  I made hand-embroidered hippie tunics when I has in high school (yes, I'm old!) and in college, I made wrap skirts to order for extra spending money.  When I went to work in the real world, I had less time to sew but I often made quilted pillows as birthday and Christmas gifts for family and friends.  I detoured to cross-stitching for awhile and took up card-making with rubber stamps and stuff, but I really think that sewing is still my favorite hobby and creative outlet.  My sewing machine and serger were in storage for a year and well, now that I'm not so busy with work...  After spending yesterday afternoon watching a movie sacked out on the sofa with Aggie, I realized how incredibly ugly the green ultrasuede pillows in my living room are.  I had them on the sofa at the office and they migrated to the apartment with the furniture - and I have finally seen that my living room is not at all me.  For inspiration, I went to my bookshelf and grabbed Living a Beautiful Life by Alexandra Stoddard and spent the next couple of hours re-reading her excellent advice.  I envisioned pink and green patchwork pillows to match the quilted throw on my sofa and so first thing this morning, I sorted out some appropriate fabric from my stash in the back room and after lunch, I set about cutting my squares and arranging them for four different pillow covers.  I'm so excited - stay tuned!

2 comments:

  1. Dawn, I wonder how close in age we are because I, too, learned to sew at an early age and made my halter tops, dresses, tunics, "peasant" tops (remember those) while in high school. I never sewed for anyone but myself, but I did pretty darn good. Now I've sewn my curtains and basically anything I need for my home. Yes, life is mysterious, isn't it? I like you and I like your blog! I'm glad you're my 300th follower.

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  2. Also -- Grandma taught me how to embroider using pillow cases. I still have some of those pillow cases and they are treasures to me.

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