Bed runner, island surfing and such

I love to shop at thrift shops, and I found a lovely queen-sized coverlet there last week. It has an all-over quilted pattern on a  sateen fabric that I think may have (or be) bamboo. There are no manufacturer's labels, so I'm guessing.

It makes a nice foil for the bedrunner I just made for a friend from work. She had given me the small squares she found in her mother's sewing room after her mother passed away; she gave them to me three years ago. I know this because I made a pillow from some of her mom's left over blocks and blogged about it. I enclosed a note with the bedrunner saying I'd left the background purposely recessive to allow the nuggets of color to shine, like a mother who has passed on has left her daughter to shine on the Earth with a background of the Universe. 

I used that multi-stitch zig-zag to quilt it, and I like the back as well as the front.

I am doing my best to include lots of healthy vegetables in my diet. Above is two poached eggs on a bed of "super greens" sprinkled with ground flax seeds and a slice of toast made of sprouted wheat bread. AND coffee. Coffee forever.

So I hopped into my car to head to the East Cobb Quilters' Guild and I noticed the really round numbers on the odometer of my 2002 Nissan Altima. I am happy my little car is still working so well. Last week, in the dark, on my way to purchase dog food after work, I tried to surf an island in the middle of a very busy street. Talk about freaked out. A young man came into the middle of the street from a local business to ask what had hit me. I sheepishly had to admit I ended up on the island all by myself. Tires are still inflated and I've not noticed any leaking fluids. All good.

I want to get this book! I will check the library, but I bet I have to buy a copy. 

So while at the ECQG meeting, I visited the programs table to see the amazing visitors they have lined up: Pat Wys, Joe Cunningham, and Lisa Bongean! I was lucky enough to secure a spot in Joe the Quilter's Saturday class. His quilt Rock the Block, Block Style was actually at the meeting so we could admire it. 

The class I will attend is Rock the Block, Album Style. 

I am not waiting until Joe's class in March to have fun though. I am taking ice skating lessons. Oh boy, it is not even a little bit easy. Have you tried holding your arms up, perpendicular to your body for 20 minutes while sucking your stomach in trying not to fall and bust your butt on a really cold, hard surface? Oh, yeah, I called it fun just one sentence ago (but I didn't make it sound like fun). At the first class I asked whether we get patches for completion of the level requirements. The instructor confirmed that we do, so my motivation is that patch. Some of us never grow out of that 12-year-old phase of needing a reward along the way to acquiring new skills.