Quilts for Orphanage

I had a box of quilts ready to send off to the group that supplies quilts to an orphanage in Louisiana and then I took two out to give to a local need and finally got around to getting two more quilts finished and shipped off for the orphanage.  It’s the binding that causes the bottle neck around  here.  I can fit three quilts in my big boxes so I like to send them in lots of three. My Louisiana contact didn’t open the box til Thursday so I didn’t want to post the pictures til she had seen them in real life.

All these quilts have been shown here already but now they’re really gone . . never to be seen on the blog again! :)   I had written down all the sizes but can’t remember where I put the notes.  They’re all about 60″ x 80″.

This first one was made as a test for a pattern that is in Nine Patch Extravaganza.

This top was made by Vicky.  The backing was also donated by Vicky.

This is a stash project we did as a group on the blog a while back.  The backing was also donated by Vicky.

Hope these quilts bring warmth and comfort to some children less fortunate than most of our own children.

A huge thanks to Vicky for sending me fabric she doesn’t think she’ll use.  It’s all good quality, quilt shop fabric and most of it will go into these quilts going to the orphanage in Louisiana.

A Really Big Sandwich

If you think things are bigger in Texas . . you need to get a pork tenderloin sandwich in Missouri!

A pork tenderloin sandwich from Smith’s Restaurant in Collins, MO.  Chad and I went there in 2007 and I blogged about it here.

Vince and I ate there Monday when we were looking at land.

Vince got fish.

We shared onion rings.

I had to have the pork tenderloin sandwich.

Smith’s has wonderful pies but we were stuffed to the gills and didn’t even get any pie.

Living near this restaurant is another reason I want to find some land in St. Clair County!

And you know what’s really funny?  My family fully expects me to whip out my camera and take a picture of our food . . whether we’re eating at home or in a restaurant and while Chad isn’t usually real happy about it (see the link posted above), he doesn’t squawk too loudly and Vince . . before we take a bite, he’ll say “aren’t you going to take a picture?”  They’ve accepted that my camera is always with me and no matter how much they protest, photos will be taken so . . they no longer protest.  Good family!