I learned that not everyone thinks I’m funny.
So the dentist (the actual dentist himself) called to say he was running late and needed to change an appointment to 2:30 and I said “Oh my sister would love that! She says the dentist’s favorite time is two thirty! Get it? Tooth hurty!” and the guy did not seem in the least amused. He actually sounded kind of confused, as a matter of fact.
Oh well. I was amused. And she will be, too!
I learned, from Caren, that you can grow cotton in New Hampshire!
Really, who out there knew? Add a comment if you did.
Gale learned and taught me this:
Don’t rely on your GPS when out for a walk unless you bring your reading glasses as well.
Barbara taught me a new term: “Fussy Cut”
Definition: To fussy cut is to target and cut a specific motif that’s printed on fabric, rather than randomly cutting yardage as we normally do.
I Spy quilts are made by cutting and sewing together all sorts of novelty and pictorial objects.
Attic Windows and Kaleidoscope quilts are other places you’ll find fussy cut fabrics, but the cuts can be used for any purpose:
* Center a specific print within individual patches or alternate blocks of a quilt
* Cut directly on printed lines when motifs do not follow the fabric grain
Some quilters like to construct a window template to help them visualize the print that will be seen when they cut a specific area of cloth. Make a simple preview window by cutting a chunk that’s equal to the finished size of your patch from the center of a piece of letter or legal sized cardstock — tape cardstock together for larger shapes. Mark around the shape you like, and then use your rotary ruler to add a 1/4″ seam allowance around its edges. Cut with scissors or a rotary cutter.
In a non-work discussion about how exposing yourself (and babies) to germs just helps build the immune system, my distance-colleague Eric shared that he has the same attitude about the health of his liver: you have to work it out to keep it fit.
Who knew? Have one for me. And another one for Eric.
This was an awful lesson.
I have learned that if a huge bird crashes into your picture window of your beach house, dying on your front porch chair, and you want to move it for Other Creatures to dispose of it for you and return it to nature from whence it came, then you must move it FAR!
Like get a shovel and bring it to the beach!
Because otherwise those Other Creatures will do their work, surely enough, within hours, but they will leave ALL the feathers right there in front of the porch !!
Over the course of the year, I have learned that this blog is MUCH more fun when people post comments.
So for those of you who have been commenting, keep ’em coming! It fuels me!
And for those of you quietly reading, we would all love to hear from you!!
Also please email me things you learn. I am frantically trying to catch up way before the end of the year.