Three Kitchen Fairies

Sewing and reaping

 
Sewing and reaping, sewing and reaping, that's what I've been doing for the last two days. I can tell you at this point I don't want to see one more pin. My blocks kept being uneven, and far from being a square. I joined this Single Girl quilt along and as much as I wanted to keep at their pace I couldn't. They are already in the hand quilting part!! and I'm about to put my twelve gigant blocks together, hopefully today. But let me tell you that I love how my quilt is turning out. I'm trying to be more adventurous with my background color. I already have two white background quilts (one is still a quilt top) so why not try with some dark colours. As much as I love and wanted to use Kona Solids for the background, I couldn't find one that better suited my already made rings. When I first started choosing my ring fabrics I was planning on using an aqua color for my background.  I look everywhere I even reached out to my quilting store asking them for the color catalogue from Kona, and tried to choose a color from there. I gave up and ended up at my local Joann's and ended up buying "Quilter Only Solids." To tell you the truth I was a bit doubtful about the quality of any other solids besides Kona. But this fabric turned out to handle very well all the sewing and reaping I had gone through. It's not as blue as it looks in the picture. In real life, it's more purple-ish, and it goes by the name of "China Blue. "

 

Free Owl Pattern for you.

 
Looking through my many little notebooks, I found a little sketch from May of last year. It was an idea for a paper piecing owl that simply couldn't get done last year. This week, the making of the owl paper piecing pattern was my  crafty goal.  I started by tracing and playing with graph paper; I had to re-draw the pattern a couple of times. There were a few episodes of sewing and reaping until I finally got my owl done!

 
Collecting owls became an important part of our family tradition. My father in law collected owl nick nacks for so many years that he ended up with a few hundreds of them. He's no longer among us, but every time we find an owl, we add it our family collection in his memory.  

And just because sharing is fun, here is my pattern for you: Download Owl PDF

Happy Friday!!

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Acceptance

 

Since a very young age, I have had this preconception of myself. I had this fixed idea on my head of who I was meant to be as if written on stone. I remember having it all planned, incredibly sure that I can complete those tasks to cross them out of my “to do-to be” list in order to become that person I dreamt so hard to be. And for some ridiculous reason I still thought that way until last week.

A nice weekend talk with my best friend, made it clear that there is a great difference between who we wanted to be and who we are meant to be. It seems that the straight line to go from point A to point B almost never exists; not even when having the potential to become who we want to be.

Now, I’m learning to perceive my life as a winding road with many, many stops for site seeing. A speedy and erratic drive through life would only make me miss the chance to enjoy beautiful scenes, and to be mesmerized by a thousand sunsets. It would only prevent me from enjoying life.

I had come to terms with life as it is now: busy, and at the same time slow, some times complicated, so mommy-ish… Many times I have failed to see and count my blessings; many times I felt like I will never fulfill my dream. Finally, I understand that to get to point B I just have to wait and enjoyed the view which at in this moment is my home, and my beautiful family. I have to feel grateful for having the chance to be here with my daughters; to be the one who prepares their meals, and awaits for them at the end of their school day, the one that bakes their cakes, and kisses their boo-boos. From this day on, I accept to be a collector of sweet little kisses adorned with “I-love-yous.” I will just accept to be their official story teller, a “girls rules” advocate, a Barbie player (my least favorite,) a confidante of their dreams and wishes, a mother to be remember (the good way,) and a loving wife. I have decided to stop being so hard on myself and allow some wiggle room to enjoy the treasures already attained. It doesn’t mean that I’m giving up on myself. I’m not a quitter. I’ll simply make the effort to find my moments to do my thing, without being frustrated when it’s just not possible. Maybe if I stop swimming against the currents, I will finally enjoy the process of becoming me.