Afghans, Quilts, and Research Papers...Oh My!

Wow...I really need to do a better job of updating this thing. But where do I find the time? After all, I stay busy nearly every moment of the day doing some thing or the other.

For instance, in the last couple of weeks or so, I have cut out 216 six-and-a-half inch squares of broadcloth for a quilt. This, in itself, may not have been so bad. However, when the cloth comes in two colors of kelly green and bright orange...well...let's say that I'm surprised my eyeballs are not bleeding. Alas, the color cravings of a pubescent 13 year-old boy.

I have also been working diligently to finish up an afghan for my Mom. It was originally intended for my Mammaw Gladys, but after she passed away I told Momma I would finish it for her to have. It is a lilac colored lacy number and is beautiful, if I do say so myself. I can't wait to finish it up and take it to Momma.

I have also been doing an obscene amount of homework lately. Well, all term to be honest. This term has really kicked my butt and I am SO ready for vacation. I just finished one big paper and have two more due on the 29th and the 1st. I need to be at the college library when it opens at 12 noon.

So why am I blogging at 4:03 am you ask? Let me answer that for you. I have gotten myself into a crazy routine of staying up till 4 am or so and sleeping half the day away since I've been on seasonal layoff. I just seem to get more accomplished later in the evening and at night. I don't question why--I just accept the fact that I am nuts.

The Year Thus Far

Wow. What a difference two months make. I kind of abandoned this-here blog in the wake of a crazy, tragic, special, heartbreaking, beautiful span of time. Time that I would not want to go through again, but that I wouldn't give up for anything.


In January, my grandmother (Mammaw Gladys) was admitted to the hospital with what seemed to be a bad infection. By February 12, I was sitting near Mammaw's bed as she left this life for a better one. The story behind it is long and painful; I do no like to visit that time in my mind just yet. However, I would not have missed the last five days that I spent with her for anything else in this world.

April 2, my daughter was on her way to school when she pulled out in front of a GMC Jimmy. His car struck her directly in the driver's side door.

Our car was folded up and she was pinned inside.


She came home from the hospital that same night with a few stitches, some bad bruising, and a good bit of pain. No broken bones. She walked away.

Proof that God is good.


My crazy school term is almost over. Thank you God. I have never struggled so much in school. I will never purposefully put myself in such a tight spot again. I have just a few more weeks to go and then it is vacation time. I'm out of work until June 15, so once school is over I will have a good 5 weeks of not worrying about work or school. I plan to work on a quilt for Jun. It will be my first and I am excited.

For now, though, it is back to the books.