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Location: Georgia, United States

I am me. More than I was, less than I will be. This is difficult. Facts-female, southern, mother and grandmother. Abstract-a Christian, a loner, intelligent, somewhat arrogant, impatient with stupidity, an unusual sense of humor.

8/30/2005

Quilts

One of my hobbies--


These two quilts are approximately 80" x 92". They will fit on a full-sized bed.
The one on the left was made from blocks won by my youngest daughter. We meet with a quilt group once a month and everyone who chooses to can make a previously chosen block with specified colors and then all the names are put into a hat and one person a month wins all the blocks. The pattern is call Hole in the Barn Door. This is another way to make a great quilt. Instead of only a couple of fabrics and a lot of different blocks (like the sampler), this type of quilt uses a lot of different fabrics with only one block. But it still makes a wonderfully varied and visually interesting quilt.
The one on the right is an extremely simple quilt make beautiful by choice of fabric. This was made in a class with about 10 other women. Each of us chose different fabrics and every quilt was completely unique, even though the pattern we used was the same. The lower picture shows the back of the quilt and the quilting can be seen.
I quilt some of my quilts by hand and others are done by machine. Both of these have been machine quilted by a friend who has a special machine for home quilting.

Quilts

And a couple more quilts.

The quilt on the left is called "Piggy Banks" ( 48' x 60"). Another big favorite of my grandchildren. The eyes are embroidered and the tails are three-dimensional curliques that are appliqued onto the pig. The close-up shows a busted up bank with the coins falling out.
Frogs in a Pond (40" x 56") is the one on the right and was made for my grandson, who is still less than a year old. He is absolutely fascinated with the frogs and will try endlessly to pick them up.

More quilts

A full view and a close-up of each

Quilts are no longer just a bunch of scraps thrown together. Fabric companies are increasingly manufacturing more and more specialty fabrics meant for quilters and less for sale to people who make clothing.
The quilt on the left is called a sampler quilt, because none of the blocks are the same. It is a good method for new quilters to learn a number of techniques, while still having a cohesive quilt when you are finished. It is about 48" x 60".

Mr. Snowy is the quilt on the left and is made from flannel. Of course it is a favorite of my grandchildren. It is 36" x 48".

A Window Quilt 28" x 34"

I love making quilts. This particular one is called "Tropical Sunset."

1. The "view" is made by cutting three different fabrics-the sunset, the ocean and the stone beach, into rectangles, re-sewing them and then setting them into "window panes" using the gray fabric.

2. On the bottom sill, sea-shells cut out of another piece of fabric are appliqued.

3. This is a closer view of the center pane.

4. This view shows the quilting stitch pretty well. It is used to outline and emphasize certain areas of the quilt

Nerd?

A lot of the INTJs on the list like to take tests. Usually doesn't matter much what kind. So I thought it really appropriate that one of them found this test--

The Nerd? Geek? or Dork? Test (The link is in the title)

These are my results--

Modern, Cool Nerd
95 % Nerd, 52% Geek, 39% Dork

For The Record:A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.You scored better than half in Nerd and Geek, earning you the title of: Modern, Cool Nerd. Nerds didn't use to be cool, but in the 90's that all changed. It used to be that, if you were a computer expert, you had to wear plaid or a pocket protector or suspenders or something that announced to the world that you couldn't quite fit in. Not anymore. Now, the intelligent and geeky have eked out for themselves a modicum of respect at the very least, and "geek is chic." The Modern, Cool Nerd is intelligent, knowledgeable and always the person to call in a crisis (needing computer advice/an arcane bit of trivia knowledge). They are the one you want as your lifeline in Who Wants to Be a Millionaire (or the one up there, winning the million bucks)! Congratulations!

By the way, the author misspelled the word "knowledgeable", which I felt compelled to correct. I am a Nerd.

8/26/2005

Spider Bread

Spider Bread-- this is a fried bread that everyone I have ever made it for just loves. It is addictive.

1 3/4 cups self-rising flour
1/4 cup white sugar
1/8 cup powdered cinnamon
Mix these dry ingredients and stir in 2/3 cup milk.
Let this mixture sit while you heat vegetable oil in a fairly deep saucepan. Do not fill the sauce pan more than half full of oil. To test the readiness of the oil, drop a dab of the mixture into the oil. If it falls to the bottom and then immediately bobs to the surface again, the oil is hot enough. I set the burner on medium high(7). Not too hot or you will burn the oil and the bread.
By the time the oil is hot, the flour mix should have attained a sticky, not runny, consistency. If it is too runny, add more flour, a spoonful at a time, until you have a sticky batter.

Take a small spoon and half fill with batter. Drop carefully into hot oil. If the dough is right, you will probably have to give the little dough ball a push to get it off the spoon. You may notice that when the batter hits the oil, some of them grow "legs". For some reason, the batter spreads outward in little strands. That is why we call it spider bread.
Don't put too many balls in the pot. I use an 8" diameter pot and only drop in about 8 dough balls at a time. They should sink to the bottom, then come back to the surface fairly quickly. They should also roll over when brown on one side. If they don't, take a slotted spoon and help turn them. When they are golden brown, remove them quickly from the oil and put onto paper towels to drain. Again, be careful that the oil is not too hot and that the drops of dough are not too large or they will not cook all the way through.

We like to sprinkle them with powdered sugar while they are still hot. They never last any longer than the day I make them. I can usually get about 20 to 25 pieces.

Heart of Darkness

I started to title this "People suck..." but after typing it, I realized how childish it sounded, so I'm not going to use it. There is nothing childish about where I am now mentally and emotionally.

For the last three weeks, I have been in the grip of one of the darkest moods I have had in years. I know what triggered it, I know what has kept it aggravated, I know what has fed it. I am not completely over it yet, but I am beginning to come out of it. I want to come out of it, because I live in a world where it has no proper place, but there is also a part of me that wants to hold onto it.

It is a dark, ugly, cold, vicious, sadistic mood. It brings to mind things that wait in the shadows with fangs and claws for something unwary to come along and takes pleasure in ripping and tearing. There is nothing cheerful or positive or pleasant or happy about it. But for all of that, I find it seductive. I feel an insidious attraction to it. I like it, even while I hate it. I want to wallow in it and give in to it, even while I want it to go away.

I like it, because even in the depths of it's ugliness, it's honest and real. None of the thoughts I have had about others are false. On the contrary, they are what might well be called "The Painful Truth." There are no pretenses, no promises, no consideration of how it might cause pain or of how great the pain would be. There is nothing fake there. It simply is what it is. Truths no one wants to hear about themselves.

I like it, because unlike the more positive emotions that I have to put effort into, I don't have think or take any action to maintain the mood. It thrives on and feeds off of external forces.

I like it because it's powerful. Incredibly powerful. My mental acuity sharpens and above just about all else, I take real pleasure in the enhanced focus I am capable of, even though there is a knife-sharp edge to my thoughts. And while it feeds off external forces, there are no external forces that can control it. Only me. And even I can only control how much of it makes it's way into the world outside my mind.

Very few, if any, of the people I associate with on a regular basis have been aware of this mood. Over the years, I have become very accomplished at presenting an acceptable face to the world. I try to avoid as much human contact as possible. My daughter, whom I see every day, has noticed that I seem a bit shorter tempered than usual and that some comments I have made in reference to certain situations and people have been less than kind, but even she is not aware of the depths of the mood.

I have not read any of the blogs I read on a regular basis for a while. I don't want much human contact. I have missed reading Mexi and Laconis and the others, but I couldn't bear to involve myself with them. I feel obligated to be positive if I comment and that is something that has been beyond my abilities for a while.

I have not even wanted to write anything here, because this is a positive force in my life.

But the darkness is fading, and hopefully, with this post, I will once again begin to be able to express myself without concern that what I write will be so cold that even I won't want to read it.

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