Jackson's Quilt

This past weekend I drove to visit life-long friends of mine. We all grew up living on the same street and amazingly kept in touch after I moved away after eighth grade. This was way back before it was easy to keep in touch either through e-mail, myspace, facebook, twitter, etc. (The only one of which I use is e-mail. I am so un-hip.)

After I *finally* left a mere three hours after I had intended and five hours after I tried starting to leave, the drive was great. We live off the same interstate, only three states to drive through. Friday night I got to hang out with my friend Susan and her family for a little before we crashed.

Saturday Susan held the baby shower at her house for her sister Jennifer. We had delicious finger foods including these amazing little tomato finger sandwiches and a fruit pizza with a sugar cookie crust. I could have eaten the entire plates of both and not been ashamed at all.


I made this quilt for Jackson (the baby due at the end of April and whose shower we were attending) using some of the gifted fat quarters and other fabrics from my stash. Actually the binding and tan fabrics on the back of the quilt was extra fabric from the place mats I made Jackson's parents for their wedding gift a year and a half ago. Nice little coincidence.

I stippled it, washed and dried it the night before I had to leave. I am a not a great time manager when it comes to sewing. I stayed up until about 2 am Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday nights piecing the blocks, combining the blocks and piecing the back, but it was completely worth it.

The blue section of the tag reads: May your life be wrapped in love, warmth and sunshine *heart* Me 2009.

I got a little weepy (classic me) when she opened the blanket and read the tag. I don't have a lot of friends here where I live now, and none of them are really close friends. It's hard to top 29 1/2 years of friendship when I'm only 30. Susan and Jennifer's friendship means a lot to me.

Sappiness over. I had a great weekend! Staying with Susan and her family is so fun. With two boys ages 5 and 2 and a 8-week old puppy there is never a dull moment! I think my favorite was when we were eating dinner Saturday night. The 5-year-old looked at me and said, "You look like one of those Spanish people!" I'm not Spanish, but that's not the first time I had heard that. His mom looked at him with that I-can't-believe-my-kid-just-said-that look and said to him, "I told you, God made everyone look different so we wouldn't get tired of looking at people." Awesome response. That's why we've been friends for nearly 30 years. That and we can both crack up at a statement like that.

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