Quilter at the Beach

Here we are at our beach house for Thanksgiving. There must be something about the beach...I mean, I actually slept like a "normal" person last night, eight hours of bliss. Trouble is, that is about two days worth of sleeping for me on a "Dianne-normal" night so now, here it is nearly midnight and I am bouncing off the walls. If I were at home, I would be sewing or designing or doing anything other than sleeping. I am ready for action and the entire house is snoring....except me, of course. How many novels can I read? I knew I should have snuck in my sewing machine when no one was looking.

The neatest news is that Timeless Treasures sent my fabric samples. I am so excited. To think the selvage edge will, in the near future, read, "Timeless Treasures Fabrics, Inc, all rights reserved, 'Save Our Ship' by Dianne Springer.'" Karen Griska, get ready....quilters start your machines,...

Beginning the Journey

(Still back in time, now it is Friday -- last Friday)

Oh my goodness. We actually got started on time. Well, I told my daughter and Gina they should get to my house by 8 a.m. They arrived before 10. That is exactly what I expected so, "on time." We were on our way by noon and everything was going well.....at least until we missed our exit. So, to make a long story short, one bad decision, one policeman, and one expensive "donation" to the Alabama police department later, we proceeded and arrived at our beach house, safe and sound. Show me the sun, the sand, the water......

Quilts? What quilts?

Quilts? what quilts?
Holy Cow, I am on a roll. Two days in a row??? Oh wait, I forgot about yesterday when I was driving. Oh well.

We did more stopping than driving, heh heh. Jan and I had "errands" to run. The Mall counts as an errand, doesn't it? Then there was that great Tamale Shop in Vicksburg....yummmmie. And that darling shop in Jackson....

Then we proceeded to drive through the worst rain/hail storm that I, personally, have ever experienced. SCARY. We honestly could not see the front end of our car. I said a little prayer since I stopped right on the interstate, unable to even see well enough to pull to the shoulder of the road. We finally pulled into the driveway of the beach house at 12:30 a.m. No trouble falling asleep this night.

How about our early morning view? Jealous yet? If not, I will be working on that all week, tee hee.