Thursday, May 21, 2009

Old Red Barn Co. Quilt-a-long

I am going to join Dana and her friends for a quilt-a-long! How fun. I am so excited. At the end of 6 weeks I will have a beautiful quilt and a chance to win a fabulous sewing machine. Yay! Here's the link if you want to join in the fun.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Cute, cute giveaway!!

Hey, check out the darling artwork Tollipop is giving away. Go on over and give her blog a look. But don't enter the contest because I.WANT.TO.WIN!!!!!! Just kidding. Have fun.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Stupid Teenage Cellphone girl

So I have to post about what happened to me Saturday at the Bryson City library. I am finally able to think about it without going into an anger frenzy.

After I dropped Ken off at work, I decided I would go to the library to use a computer to try and find a tutorial for the felt food I want to make for Addison and my Etsy shop (don't roll your eyes). (Too often, I try to wing things rather than use a pattern and then I get frustrated and boom, it ends up in the stack of "stuff I need to finish, but never will" pile.) Anyway, there I was in the library, two boys about 13 years old were on two computers next to me, playing a game against each other, whispering a lot, but being library appropriate. I vaguely noticed the girl sit down at the computer directly across from mine. I am deeply engrossed in my felt food pattern search, enjoying the 'library quiet' when I hear "Hi, is Anton there?" My fingers stopped in their tracks, I thought "No way, she is not talking on her cell phone in the library." But she was. Her conversation wasn't loud by any means, but she wasn't talking in a "library voice" either. I sat there debating with myself whether to say something directly to her or to go "tattle" to the library staff. Then I notice a library staff person re-shelving books. She didn't seem to notice the phone conversation or my dumbfounded glares. After a few minutes of "how old are you? 15? I will be 16 in June... Uh-huh, why aren't you going with (some girls name) anymore... My boyfriend just sent me a text message to break up with me... What about (another girls name) are you going with her? We have been going together for two weeks and he sends me this inappropriate text message... here, let me read it to you..." At this point I slowly leaned over to my right and very politely said "Uh, no, I don't want to hear that. This is a public place and if you need to talk on your cell phone, please go outside." And I leaned back to my original position.
The look on her face when I started to speak to her was a blank look of surprise I can't even describe. She sat there silently for a few seconds and then snottily snipped into the phone "I guess I will have to call you BACK!" and closed her phone. She sat there for a minute or so, then stood up, shoved her chair under the table and began to stomp out. As she passed behind me, she said "Nice attitude!" I did not respond. She exited the library room we were in. The two boys next to me had gotten quiet when she started talking on the phone. They busted out laughing as soon as the door shut behind her. One of them said "Man, she needs to keep that stuff at home." More laughing. Then instant silence, I heard the door open again, she stomped past me into another room of the library. A moment later the door opened again and there is this 90 year old librarian dude tapping me on the shoulder. "May I speak with you in the lobby for a moment?" I sat still in horror. What? You are asking me to step outside, right in front of everyone? What?
I stood up slowly, gathered my things and followed him into the lobby. He turned to me and very librarianishly (you know, quiet and slow and CONDESENDING) said "If you are bothered by another library patron, you need to come to the library staff and let us handle it. I am afraid I am going to have to ask you to leave."
Ok, now, I almost dropped my purse when my arms fell deadly to my sides. My breathing had stopped. I am looking at him with probably the same look of surprise I had witnessed a few moments before on the face of the cell phone girl. Shock. Then WHAT? I said "What? You are asking me to leave because I asked a kid to not talk on her cell phone? She was about to read "an inappropriate text message" out LOUD!" He responded "I don't care." (My least favorite phrase of all phrases) I continued "I am 47 years old, I don't need to have library staff..." He interrupted "It doesn't matter." then turned and walked back behind the counter. I could not move. I just stood there. Thoughts racing through my mind, anger, hysterical anger slowly mounted to my brain, and I stormed out. It was either that or throw the biggest-gawd-aweful-cussing-kicking and screaming- attack anyone in that library had ever seen. I felt like a cartoon character as I stomped to my car with steam coming out of my ears. I got in my car and just sat there breathing harder and harder and getting madder and madder. I was in disbelief. That had NOT just happened to me. Oh. My. Freakin. Gaw!!!
I started my car and headed out, but this incident stayed with me for the rest of the day, like the stink of a skunk spray, seemingly getting worse and worse as I replay it in my head over and over. I am usually pretty easy going, but this was a level of outrage I have rarely experienced. It's not like me to dwell on something either, but I just couldn't let it go.
I managed to get a few more things accomplished, including assembling two pop tarts with pink frosting, 4 sugar cookies with white frosting and colorful sprinkles. (They are so adorable I can't believe myself.)
When I picked Ken up I immediately started repeating the story and got all worked up again. He said the girl must have told the librarian I was rude or had cussed her out or something. I hadn't thought of that and while it didn't make it go away, it did make sense. That little witch had lied and gotten the librarian on her side and he kicked me out without benefit of listening to my side of the story. I HATE cell phones.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009


I have been tagged by multiple relatives, thank you. So, here goes...

Here are the rules:
1. Post the rules on the blog.
2. List 8 things for the six categories.
3. Leave a comment for 8 new tag-ees.

8 Favorite TV shows:

1. M*A*S*H
2. Friends
3. American Idol
4. Dancing with the Stars
5. Top Chef
6. Law & Order - SVU
7. Girls Next Door (haha, just kidding)
7. Cash Cab
8. British comedies

8 Things I did yesterday:

1. Wake up (Yay!)
2. Snuggle with my husband
3. Go to work
4. Check my email
5. Check into blogdom
6. Ate chicken and dumplings for lunch
7. Rode the stinkin' shuttle bus to my car
8. Watched Cash Cab

8 Things I look forward to:

1. Seeing my kids and grandkids soon
2. Living in our cabin
3. Getting my ETSY shop going
4. Being done with this Tag
5. Spring
6. My 30 year class reunion in September (NOT)
7. Spending the rest of my life with Ken
8. Mom and Lee coming to North Carolina in the fall to see the leaves

8 Favorite Restaurants:

1. Chili's
2. Olive Garden
3. Texas Roadhouse
4. Royal Panda
5. Most mexican restaurants
6. Nick & Nate's Pizza (local yummy)
7. Outback Steakhouse
8. Sekisui

8 Things I wish for:

1. World Peace
2. Financial freedom
3. Motivation
4. Motivation
5. Motivation
6. Horses
7. A cabin
8. A craft room in our cabin

8 People I tagged:

1. I don't know 8 people who haven't already done this.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009


Well, I finally finished my first sewing project. This cute little apron is going to be used for material for pockets and other straps, because please note the flowers are growing sideways. Oops. The second one turned out better. I used the flower print to applique an "A" for Addison (my granddaughter) on the other side, which is orange with white polkadots and added a pocket in polkadots to the flower side. It is reversible. I have to get more familiar with my machine, and I am a little rusty on the sewing skills, but overall it is a gratifying and fun hobby. I am working on diaper covers and pants for my cloth-diapering daughter, Maegan. The fabric is wool and I am struggling with finishing the seams to look the way I want them to. I hate unfinished seams.
Thanks again, Maegan, Sheriece and Mom for helping me get started. I love you guys!!