2009 September 11 — Patchwork Times by Judy Laquidara

September 11, 2009 · by JudyL

Every year I say I’m not going to mention it on the blog; not going to do a “memorial” post . . everyone who reads my blog will always remember September 11, 2001. Where we were; what we were doing; being glued to the television for news coverage. I hope no one forgets. I hope we never lose our resolve to keep these United States and our freedoms that our forefathers worked so hard to gain for us.

As the day draws to a close, I find I can’t let it end without a memorial post.

For those who lost loved ones during the events of September 11, 2001 or those who have lost loved ones fighting the war on terror, I’m so sorry for your loss and though I cannot say that I know how you feel, nor can I comprehend how you get through you days, and though I don’t know your names or you faces, I think of you often. For all of you, and for those who are serving our country or who have ever served our country, to protect the freedoms we hold so dear and so often take for granted, THANKS!

I will never forget!

Busy, Busy Week

September 11, 2009 · by JudyL

This week has flown by! I’m out of town with my good friend and somehow, we have to cram everything back in my car this morning and start heading south towards home. Here’s just one small portion of what has to fit into the car:

Rolling bags full of quilts, shopping bags full of Elaine’s bounty, a bag or two of dirty clothes . . it barely all fit on the way here and now we’ve gone and added yards and yards of fabric . . mostly thanks to Elaine! Yes, that’s true. Elaine went to seven quilt shops and as she says — I still didn’t hit them all! Thank goodness or I’d be buying a bigger vehicle to get us home.

Yesterday I finally had time between teaching and eating out to hit one shop. I’ll have to add it all up when I get home. Somehow, the receipt has disappeared, probably accidentally on purpose.

All I bought was three shades of pink batiks, two different stripes and a peachy Nell’s Flower Garden fabric that I’ve had before and loved. I get so excited when I find an old fabric that I’ve had before and have used up. Somehow, I may be missing the point of stashbusting when I am so happy to replace what I’ve used but I sure like some of those older fabrics.

And, in my spare time late at night, I finished a pair of socks.

My sweet friend can sniff out a quilt shop 50 miles away so there’s no telling how many stops we’ll make along the way home but we’ll drive across a few states and across a scary bridge or two and eventually, we’ll arrive back in my little town . . home, sweet home and I’ll be real happy to be there!