Other Fun in Spokane

We're back home again. Tom's radar project concluded; all went well. The way they test the radar is to have a pilot in a jet, zoom up the coast from Sacramento. He flies around at different altitudes, and they see if the radar can spot him. It did. Success! YAY!

One of the highlights, for me at least, of our trip was getting to meet an online quilting buddy, Teri. She rescued me one day and we visited several quilt shops, including one in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho...which isn't all that far away. We had a great time, then went to lunch at a Chinese restaurant, and off to another quilt shop.

Here is Bear Paw Quilts in Idaho. That's Teri standing there! Very nice shop. I liked the bear paw prints in the concrete of the sidewalk outside.


We went to Cosy Quilts in Spokane, then Log Cabin Quilts.


While I was in the hotel, I made two baby quilt tops, as well as a pile of blocks for a queen-sized quilt. One of the gals who came by every day to tidy my room was interested in what I was doing. When I told her I needed to make 64 blocks for the queen-sized quilt, she commented that it would take FOREVER! Well, no...not forever...but I said if I wanted immediate satisfaction, I'd go to WalMart and buy a bedspread. lol Some people just don't understand quilters!

Making Quilts for Others

I like to make quilts. It is fun to play with the colors, shapes and patterns. Baby quilts are just about my favorite. Quick and easy! Almost immediate satisfaction!

In 1996, I made the first of over 100 baby quilts--all for babies born at my church. It went to Tracy Biddolph's little baby. Her husband stood up in the men's meeting, touched by the gesture, and told everyone there about how his grandmother used to make quilts for every important family occasion. He had quilts she'd made for his birth, baptism, graduation; but she had recently passed away, and he'd felt sad when he thought how his child wouldn't have a quilt from great-grandmother. That was, until I gave them that quilt. It made him feel like she'd given him one anyway--I was just the method used to deliver it! Pretty sweet. I was glad to have been a part of it.

I really had a good time making all those quilts. The Relief Society (our women's group at church) helped out financially for a while, giving me money to help defray the cost of my supplies. By the time we ran out of budget, I was the R.S. secretary and the president and 2 counselors all chipped in to help the quilt project. This, of course, got them their names on the labels! Eventually I was released as secretary and thought it would be a good time to retire from baby quilt making, at least for everyone at church. Mormons have lots of babies! My life was stressful as it was, and to make 10 to 12 quilts a year, sometimes more, wasn't always easy. People came to expect those quilts. I liked making them--I liked giving them away and making people smile. It was nice to glance across the chapel and see sweet little babies wrapped in my quilts! And..there is so much cute fabric out there, baby quilts are an easy and fun way to play with it. Not only that, but all the practice I was getting really helped improve my quilting skills! But..the downside was also that people expected to get a quilt. As if it was their due. This made me feel a bit abused after a while. It started when I gave a quilt to a woman for her baby and she made a remark about how she's been wondering when she'd get hers. It sounded as though she thought I was a slacker--what had taken me so long? Sigh. Not even a thank you. Do you know that very few people write thank you cards, much less even say "thank you" anymore?" It is a sad thing. After that, I decided to cut back, only making quilts for people I knew and liked. There is one young mother in particular. I have made quilts for all but one of her children. They, unfortunately, moved away for a while--and I missed making a quilt for their son. She is so sweet. She sends a thank you note each time and even gives me a photo of the baby with the quilt. Maybe that seems like a small thing to most people, but it makes me feel my efforts--and quilts--are appreciated.

I have been making fewer baby quilts for the babies at church. Not being in the adult class (I teach the three year old's), I haven't gotten to know many of the new families who have moved into our ward. We have a lot of young couples who move in--and out--at church, since our ward boundaries encompass several apartment complexes. Now, however, there are a few women at church whom I do know, who are expecting...so I figured I would make them baby quilts. I recently asked one of them if she knew what she was having yet--and she snapped at me, "I'm having a baby, what did you think I was having, PUPPIES?" Ookay, so that nipped in the bud any desire whatsoever that I had to make her a quilt! It isn't as though she didn't know why I was asking; I made a quilt for her little boy when he was born. It's always nice to know if I should haul out the baby girl fabric, or the baby boy fabric. However...no worries. That rude remark has convinced me--I am done making baby quilts for babies at church...unless, of course, it's for one of my 3 year old's siblings OR one of the sweet people who actually have sent or even said "thank you" when I've given them a quilt in the past. Even now, I'm finding loopholes in my determination! lol I just need to remember, when I start thinking about making a baby quilt for someone at church, to think of...puppies!

Btw, having a grandchild--I do have an outlet for baby quilts I may want to make. Well, Aurora has nine of them from Grandma! That might be enough for now. My plan is to stockpile some for future generations, just in case, like Brother Biddolph's grandmother, something happens to me and I'm not here to make grandbaby quilts in person. Fortunately, all of my offspring appreciate ol' Mom's quilts. :-)

From a hotel in Spokane

Here I am, at the Holiday Inn Express on Mission street in Spokane Valley. It's a pretty nice place: the usual emenities, as well as a dog in the lobby...cookies and milk served nightly...and special dinners three nights a week. On Tuesday, they serve nachoes. Wednesday it's a barbeque and Thursday, it's pasta. Not very good for Tom's diabetes, so we'll probably skip that one tonight. Our usual fare is a large dinner salad, which I get daily from the Safeway across the street.

During the day, I hang out here at the hotel and sew (having brought my wee Janome and LOTS of fabric) Other days I wander off to explore my environment. Yesterday I did just that and ended up logging over 16,000 steps on my pedometer. That is well over 4 miles. Note to self, next time wear more sensible shoes. I did manage to get a blister, but ohboy, Safeway had "blister therapy" bandaids! There were three quilt shops along my route, so it was all worthwhile. I went down Mullan Street to Sprague, where I found a Heart Like Yours Quilt Shop. Unfortunately, I was there at 9:35 and they don't open until 10 a.m. No place to wait--a bench or a piece of shade would have been good, but alas...I will have to walk back to that one later. I continued on, to Simple Kits Quilt Shop, which is on Bowdish St. It's a tiny old house with lots of small rooms and creaky floors.
Carrie, the owner, is very friendly although her dog, Buddy, not so much. Not that he barked, but he did give me a fuzzy stare, with his bottom teeth showing. Not his fault, poor thing, he has a terrible underbite. Carrie's shop has lots of fabric stuffed in there, particularly 30's. I found a few things that came back to the hotel with me! From there, I continued north on Bowdish to Mission St. If I had gone left, I would have been back at the hotel (in another mile) but ohh dear, there was the Quilting Bee a half a mile to the right! You know, of course, I chose the right. ;-) By this time I suspected a blister was forming, but I was so close! The nice ladies there gave me a bandaid (hey, they asked if there was anything I was looking for!) Quilting Bee is a Bernina dealer and a bigger shop than Simple Kits. LOTS of fabric!
I had a good time there too. The walk back to the hotel was almost a hobble at the end, but once I heal a bit, I think I'll go back to the Quilting Bee. (they also gave me a bar of chocolate....definitely the way to my heart! lol)

Meanwhile, Tom left at 3 a.m. this morning, just like yesterday, poor man. Long days at the radar site at Mica Peak. We'll be here, all total, for 17 days.