Piano Bench

The Piano Bench

Wesley has a vendetta against my beautiful piano bench.  He circles it quite frequently, and keeps a close eye on it.  Maybe that's because he got high centered trying to get to me quicker

Oh sure, try to act all happy about being stuck boy, but mama knows what happens when she's not there to rescue you....

I can just imagine that he was yelling 'you got me this time piano bench, but just wait, just you wait...'

Turtle Time

I love turtles.  I've loved them since I was a kid.  I remember when we went on a nature walk to the pond for 3rd grade science, and I spotted a turtle.  I kept watching in hopes that s/he'd surface again.
And the giant sea turtles have my heart.  I viewed a documentary in high school about those gentle creatures and was deeply saddened by how fragile of an existence they have.


When fabric shopping with my sis Susan two summers ago, I spotted the most adorable quilt kit.  Yep, you guessed it, turtles.  Totally adorable!  Sadly, there were a few complications with out and out buying it.  A steep price tag for such a tiny blanket, and it would only work for a newborn.  Oh, yeah, and I wasn't pregnant yet either.

Fast forward a few months, I'm pregnant, and am totally wanting to do something turtleish for the coming baby.  I still wasn't ok with such a small blanket for the baby, so instead I designed a diaper bag.  Never got around to making it, which was perfectly ok since Aunt Laurie quilted an adorable bag for us.

A few weeks ago, I went to Joanne's in search of some fabric to make myself a swinging spring skirt.  After finding it (woohoo!), I asked if they had any turtle fabric.  The first few the gal showed me were girly, and then shazam, the turtle fabric of my dreams.  I knew then and there that I would be making Wesley a quilt.

Today I went back knowing that there would be a good sale and found my swoon worthy turtles.  I also managed to finagle some coordinating fabrics that have some of the same patterns in the quilts I made for the girls a few years ago.  And I followed my heart on the fleece backing.  I knew if I went for the second choice I'd regret it.

 Without further adieu, the fabrics of Wesley's future quilt...

Quip containing truth

Last night Phil and I were joking and he said 'well, at least the ceiling's clean!'.  After laughing I realized that there was so much more than funniness under the surface with that quip.  I mean, how many of us look  at our ceilings?  Probably not that often, but from a distance they look nice, clean, and white.  However, I know that when I get a chair out and get a closer look, I'm bound to find bits of past cobwebs, small cracks, possible smoke damage from candles, and maybe water damage, but definitely dirt.  My ceiling isn't as white as I would like to think it is.  And I realized that people are a lot like ceilings.  We look nice and pretty from a distance, but when we let people a closer look at our lives, they  might be a bit grossed out by what they find.  We all have some dirt and cracks that could use repair.  Thankfully I know the Master Painter is working in my life, and keeps cleaning this ceiling called me.

From Phil's cleverness the title of my blog was born.  Hallelujah, because I was tired of trying to come up with something!  When I wrote in school, I always saved the title for last, it was and has always been the biggest struggle of writing for me.

Sew-La-Tea-Dough, my little niche in cyber space.  A place to note what I'm creating on my sewing machine, what's going on with the kids, the latest foods I'm whipping up in the kitchen, and maybe even the music that is inspiring me.  Who knows, who cares!  All I know is that life is a long journey and I'm glad to have a place to write about it.