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Yesterday, when I was young...

When I was young, I thought I would always be young. It's true in a way, I still feel young (other than everything hurting) in my mind, I like young music and humor (except for The Office, still don't really get that type of humor, but I do try) and anyway, my point is, when I was young, I never thought I would die. Now, I'm pretty sure I will. Someday. Not sure why it never really occured to me before. But now, I want to make sure I leave something behind. And not just a bad smell.

This is another function of my quilting. I want to make something (quilts), that maybe a few of them will last for a few years after I'm gone, maybe even a hundred years after I'm gone. I want people to say Old Aunt Jana or Nanajana or Nonnie, or whatever I become to these wonderful decendants of mine, that I made these back in the early part of the 21st Century. And they will love them for either their beauty or weirdess or warmth or memories and in turn, I get to live on in these memories. Do other quilters feel this way? Do they wonder what will happen to their quilts? Do they preplan memories?

And I want to give something to my children, I want to teach them something that they will tell others, My Mom Taught Me How To Do That. I can damn sure tell you it won't be cooking with my daughter or my son, both of them get all prickly when I try to give them any cooking tips. Maybe I can do sewing for my daughter, although right now, I'm not too hopeful. So for now I'll do it for myself and maybe someday I'll pass it on to a grandson or granddaughter. I guess I can still try to teach Kyle to quilt, but not sure he will sit still for it, either.

What was I thinking?

I was thinking I would do a blog about quilting. I've become quite obsessed with quilting. Not actually quilting, but thinking about quilting. Buying fabric to piece and quilt. Getting books on quilting. Reading about quilting. Watching TV quilting shows. Talking about quilting. (sorry about that one) Buying magazines about quilting. Planning future quilts that I will make when I'm done with whatever I'm pretending to do at the time. Eating cookies that are shaped like miniature quilts. (not really, just wanted to see if anyone was paying attention) So anyway, I thought I would do a blog about my venture into the quilting world. So far, I've made a total of (drum roll please) 1 quilt. After 3 years, one quilt. Not bad for someone that doesn't know how to sew.

It all started with me asking for a sewing machine for my birthday almost 3 years ago. My dear husband got it for me. Good old Singer. Then I bought a couple of fat quarters and thought I was IT. Now I am a Quilter! No, I was a cluelessly happy girl with a sewing maching and a few pieces of material and no idea how to use them. But I knew I wanted to piece and quilt suns and moons. I did know that. So I took a quilting class here in Tulsa at The Cotton Patch, great little place. I wish I could just live there. I feel so happy surrounded by all that material. But I have no idea what I'm doing in there. The class did teach me a lot and it made me realize I can do this. It's like anything else in life. One step at a time. So anyway, now I want to document what I'm doing, the quilts I'm making, working on, thinking of.

The first quilt I made, I gave to my sister because when I bought the fabric I thought of her. So it was always her quilt. But before I finished that quilt, I had started a few others through the classes I took. I never finished them (yet) but they were good practice. So who knows, it could still happen.

I also like to write, this kills two birds with one stone.