Author: Patricia Wilson

Sardinia – my new crush!

I think I left a little of my heart and soul in Sardinia. Definitely going back some day – turquoise clear water for swimming, good food and wine eaten al fresco, lovely people and all those beautiful tanned families having fun! Did however pay 78 Euros for a 1.3 kg sea bass of which I thought they would only serve me a portion. My hair has been a Brillo pad for a week and I should have taken the boat to the grotto rather than climb down and up the cliff in 32 degree heat. Wonderful trip with Steve, the girls and their fellows!

Two quilt secrets unveiled

I made the first quilt for a wedding present for Laura’s boyfriend’s cousin who got married last weekend. Now that the event has past I thought you might like to see a picture of my latest creation – quilting as usual by my favourite machine quilter, Lisa at Seattle Quilt Company.

The second picture is a quilt top that I sent round to some magazines to see if they would be interested in my design. No luck but, hey, I like it anyway and it’s gorgeous flannel.

 

 

What was he thinking?

Well, Steve won that round. Going out to dinner I suggested he go and change his shirt. He goes upstairs and changes into a blue Hawaiian shirt that he knows I hate. “I’d rather you wore the other one,” says I. He changes back thinking for a brief moment that he has achieved some sort of marital dominance. Don’t they know we shall prevail?

You will go to the ball

Had an awesome time at the NPL summer ball last night – dodgem cars and a carousel included. I can also say I have now been clubbing if that is the pounding beat and packed dance floor where everyone bounces in a giant crowd with their arms swaying? What ever happened to a nice slow number where you could cuddle up to your sweetie? Hangover today is all in the legs where my hip begs for some Ibuprofen. Still it was such fun!

The irony of sleep

Tossing and turning at 4 am so decided to move to spare room. We have two. Double bed had new quilt in progress on top as it’s my “design bed”. The new queen bed had a clean laundry pile and a suitcase on one side so I couldn’t get under the covers. But hey, I’m a quilter so instant bedding! Next step was to sort out the new phone as an alarm – so what tune had Claire programmed for me to wake up to? Tossed and turned some more – by the time the alarm went off I had been asleep for about 15 minutes! Typical eh?

Womanhood issues

Oh, I hate being a woman and over 50 sometimes. The indignity of having your tender bits squashed between two plastic plates while your bum is extended out at a 45 degree angle. And don’t tell me it’s for my own good, as I know it is, but there must be a simpler and more respectful way!