What have you been sewing on? I just finished up a table topper and table runner. What is so cool is that you them at the same time using the 60 degree ruler. Come to the shop and the ladies will show you how.
I grew up in a one room school house divided by a curtain down the middle. The curtain divided grades 1-4 from grades 5-8. We usually had 32 to 36 children divided between all eight grades. Tommy Tucker and Connie Allen and I went through all eight grades together, occasionally another child would come for a year or two but would never stay long. In the fourth grade a new girl showed up. Her name was Susie Reno. She was sweet, kind and very pretty. I loved Susie. Whenever I could, I would go home with her after school to play. Her house looked fine from the outside but when I went in I was shocked. There was only one chair, no other furniture. My family was not at all well off, in fact we were pretty poor, but we did have furniture. They had very few toys but somehow Susie and I entertained ourselves without them.
One day Susie was not at school nor were her siblings. When I asked about her the teacher said they had moved. I was heart broken. How could they just move like that without telling anyone? How could this happen? Then I heard two adults talking about it, obviously they did not know I was close by. Susie’s family was on welfare, the county welfare paid for bus tickets for all of them to go to another county to get them off the welfare roll. Susie’s mom could choose wherever she wanted to go within the state of Kansas but where that place was is a mystery. No one would tell us, and maybe they didn’t know either, where they ended up. I often wonder about her. Where did she end up? What was her life like?
I wish I knew where she was, I would send her a quilt! Is that not what we give to those we love?
When I was two my father died in a boating accident, leaving my mom with a two month old infant and a two year old. My mother's father, who we all called Poppa, helped raise my sister Cindi and I. We spent our childhood in his restaurant. By twelve I was hostessing, and by thirteen I was working as a waitress. The restaurant was closed one day a year on Christmas day; it was the only day my grandfather took off.
The employees took one day off a week. Since I didn't know the difference, I thought it was the way everyone else in the world worked too.
The busy days at the restaurant were Friday, Saturday and Sunday after church. All the staff worked on those days, on Sundays, we would go to church and then go to work. Usually it was the same folks that always stopped after church. It was pleasant for us, serving people we liked, and giving them things that made them happy like fried chicken and cherry pie among the many offerings.
We will be repeating what my grandfather did so many years ago. Although we won't be serving any food, we will be greeting old friends and new in the afternoons on Sundays at Prairie Quilt. Stop by between 1 pm and 4 pm. I will be here most Sundays and look forward to you visit.
How do you start your day off? I like to start mine off with the song Oh Happy Day by Susan Boyle or Happy by Pharrell Williams. If I am needing something to really get me out of the chair and move I watch this video. Bet you can't stay in your chair. Have a Happy, Happy Day!
Hi, I am the owner of Prairie Quilt shop in Hennessey, Oklahoma, where I am fortunate to share my passion with other sewists!