While the Paint Dried

Hi Everyone!

I still haven't downloaded my photos from the MidAtlantic Quilt Fest yet, but never fear, I will share them soon.  One of the reasons why it hasn't gotten done was that I have been wanting to paint our powder room since the New Year.  I've had paint samples hanging in there and had it narrowed down to 2 and then decided on "the one."

I've been procrastinating painting the bathrooms because of toilets, tile, vanities, light fixtures, etc.  There are so many areas to tape off.  Anyway, Sunday became THE DAY.  I got the paint and primer and we started emptying the room and I taped.  This room is tiny so we removed the toilet completely.  There was still a patch of drywall that was unpainted behind it!    Here is the big irony:  most of this house was green when we bought it, and I repainted it all--mostly to blue.  This bathroom was navy blue.  You would think that would be perfect for me, but my powder room decor is sunflowers and I remove all the sunflower stuff at the holidays and decorate it all with Christmas stuff (mostly a Santa and cardinals theme,) so the navy wasn't working.  It was also pretty dark in a small room with no window and poor lighting.  I considered changing it to gold, tan, etc. but ended up painting it green!  I find that really funny.

I needed to prime it because the navy was painted with a stripe technique.  They painted the room in either a flat or eggshell finish and then used the same exact shade in a satin finish to give a real subtle stripe.  So after tapine everything off and covering up the vanity, I applied one coat of primer Sunday before bed.  Monday, I woke up and applied two more coats of primer.  The primer dried fairly quickly, but after the third coat, I wanted to give it a bit longer before I began with the paint.

I checked my blog feed.  I've been following Buttermilk Basin's spring blog hop and Monday was Pam Buda's day.  Her project was right up my alley.  You can find the directions and free pattern here on her blog.  She designed a pinkeep made with red, white, and cream fabrics AND she fussy-cut the small 1 1/4" squares used for the patchwork portion!  Before you could ask "What about the bathroom?" I was on my way upstairs and pulling fabric and cutting.  I got all the small squares required cut out and arranged and then went back down to deal with the first coat of green paint.  While that dried, I was right back upstairs stitching the patchwork together.  By the end of the day, the bathroom was completely painted and my pinkeep was completed, stuffed, and embellished.

I took the first photo of it laying on my sofa, but since Pam had styled hers so nice on her blog, I decided to play around with mine.

The bathroom completely dried over night and then last night when my husband got home from work, we installed a new light fixture and the toilet and then put the room back together.  Here is one picture--since the room is so small, it's difficult to get other angles without the toilet or the mirror involoved.

I've been doing lots in my sewing room, but this pinkeep is the first thing I've finished in a while.  I need to share more of what I'm doing!

Have a great day!

JoAnne

The Weather Was Not My Friend

Hi Everyone,

My blogging absence has been due to my traveling back to Virginia for the Mid-Atlantic Quilt Fest.   A week ago Tuesday was the day I flew back.  I knew I wanted to go to the show, but I was torn about getting there.  I could have driven, as we've made that journey many times, but I wasn't sure if the weather would cooperate.  I also would be by myself, which wasn't all that appealing, either.  In the end, I decided to fly--even though I don't enjoy flying very much at all.

My connections were great:  I flew from here to Detroit (about a 20-30 minute flight) and then from Detroit to Norfolk, VA.  That flight was only about 2 hours long.

Tuesday morning I woke up early and was busy packing and getting ready.  I didn't leave until just after noon, so there was no rush.  Around 7 or 8 I got a call from my friend Janice, in Tennessee.  She was going to Virginia, too, and driving.  She called because she woke up to 6 inches of unforcasted snow!  (If you follow Bonnie Hunter, that was the same day that she woke up snowed into her cabin.)  She wasn't sure if she was going to make it, but she was going to try.  She crawled down her mountain at 20mph, passing the snow plow, which had gone into the ditch!  She made it to the Interstate, though, and the conditions there were much better.  Her late, slow start meant she wouldn't be there to pick me up from the airport, though, so another friend, Lorna, would come. Lorna and her husband had graciously invited both Janice and I to stay with them.

My weather here in Indiana was fine.  Detroit was fine.  Norfolk had some snow forcasted, but they backed off the amounts and said that they should just get "a dusting."  We set out for the airport and everything went great.  I think it was when I landed in Detroit and turned on my phone that I saw a text from Lorna saying that it was snowing a bit and that her husband was going to drive with her to the airport.  (The drive from her house in Hampton, to Norfolk is usually about 25 minutes, but does require a trip through the Hampton Roads Bridge Tunnel, and there can be snarls from time to time.)  I texted back that I could stay in a hotel over there if it seemed bad, but she said they weren't supposed to get much snow and that it wasn't sticking.

I only had about 25 minutes in Detroit between flights, so I had to hustle.  Is it always me who has connections in and out of gates that are the furthest apart possible?  Good grief!  I made it okay and even had a chance to grab a snack.  (I had an early lunch at 10:30 because I was flying out at 12:30.)  We boarded and I turned off my phone again.  When we landed and I looked out the window of the plane in Norfolk, huge flakes were coming down at a great rate.  I turned on my phone and had a text from Lorna that they were stuck in traffic--there may be an accident.  I replied and understood.  I had lived there and delays in the bridge tunnel were common.  I made my way to pick up my bag and settled in to wait.  Luckily I found an outlet, because my phone was losing charge--I was in "the red."  In the end, it took Lorna and her husband over 2 hours to get to the airport!  It wasn't just one accident, there were problems all along the roads, but it was the snow that was the major culprit.  It took another 2+ hours to get back to their house.  We just crawled along, but at least going slow helped us stay safe.  I have never seen roads that awful before and I grew up in South Dakota and lived in Alaska!  We finally made it to her house about 9 pm.  I felt like a real heel for causing them so much trouble!  On our way back from the airport, we heard from Janice.  She made it to Richmond (about 1.5 hours away) but decided to stop there.  By the time we woke up the next morning, there was over 6 inches of snow on the ground.!  Janice made it by 10 that morning.

This is the picture I took in the morning out the window.

It wasn't through snowing either.  The first full day of the show, Thursday, we crawled slowly through it to the venue.  Janice took this picture walking in.

The weather was keeping many people away, so it was great that first day--no crowds!  We heard that a vendor had been involved in a fairly serious car accident due to the weather, resulting in broken bones.  I hope she is alright!

It quit snowing and warmed up that day!  And then refroze over night.  So on Thursday we had crawled through snow to get to the show, and on Friday we skated there on ice!  (Notice the theme:  despite the conditions, we made it!)  More people made it on Friday, too, as well as buses, so it was much more crowded.

The weather got better, though.  As Sunday approached, and I would fly home, I was checking weather there, Detroit, and home.  Home wasn't going to be good.  There was a "winter storm warning."  It started snowing in the morning, but it was going to taper off through the day.  I had a later flight out of Norfolk (6:20 pm or so) and wouldn't land until 10:30pm here at home.  I got dropped off at the airport, got through security, and settled in.  I wasn't in the gate my flight was leaving from, as another flight was boarding at the time.  I read for a while and then decided to wander back to my gate.  When I did, I saw that my flight was delayed by 50 minutes!  It seemed that the plane we would take to Detroit was currently in NYC at LaGuardia and they were having terrible weather.  I checked my itinerary and I had and hour and 20 minutes in Detroit, so I was still okay.  And then it was delayed 15 more minutes.  And then even more!  I was not going to make my flight home from Detroit!  I decided at that point to book myself a hotel room near the airport where I could ride a shuttle.  The flight from New York was getting de-iced and it took over an hour.  It finally took off and when the gate agent told us, we all cheered!  By then all of us in the gate were making friends.

I was really impressed with Delta--they kept us informed!  I know that seeems basic, but so many corportations don't do that!  They also brought us snacks and drinks.  The flight from NYC landed, and it was one really fast turnover!  We took off and landed in Detroit.  The agent had booked me on a flight the next morning to Indiana, so I scanned my paper to see if I could get my boarding pass, and I got a voucher for a hotel and transportation!  Crap!  I had booked that other room and it was too late to cancel.  Our flight wasn't the only one with problems, though.  Thousands of people needed rooms, and the one that Delta had for me was 30 minutes away.  I stuck with my room that was just off the airport property!  Down in the hotel shuttle area, it was bedlam!  A shuttle would pull in and get swarmed by people.  I've never seen anything like it!  I had trouble figuring out which shuttle to get, but after calling the hotel, I saw the correct one.  I made it to my room just before midnight.

In my carry-on bag was my camera, my coat, my book, and my day's purchases from the quilt show vendors.  I had some pieces of wool, patterns, and a frame.  No change of clothes.  No toothbrush.  No hairbrush.  I did have my phone charger, though.  I slept in my clothes and woke up the next morning.  I had gotten a toothbrush and toothpaste from the hotel desk, which was really nice!  I was okay otherwise.  It turned out I most missed my face cream (my face was so dry) and clean socks.  (I detest wearing "used" socks--they are stretched out and just don't feel nice at all.)  I made it back to the airport, through the bedlam again (thousands of stranded passengers needing new boarding passes.)  Once more I made it through security and found my gate.

Again I settled in for an hour or so and read and fantasized about face cream and socks.   The thing was, the gate wasn't filling with people!  So I went to check the boards and saw that the gate wasn't the one on my boarding pass, but a different one.  Luckily, it wasn't far away.  The flight was uneventful and we landed just before 10 AM.  My husband was there to pick me up and he drove me home.  I was so relieved!   Sometimes there is just nothing better than  hot water, a hair brush, and clean clothes!  That and moisturizer!

How about you?  Have you been stranded before?  What did you miss the most?

I'll be back again with more about the show.

Meanwhile, I'm not sure if any of you also follow Rachel at Stitched in Color.  She is a modern quilter and I enjoy her blog.  I've followed as she shared about trying to have another baby, celebrated as she got pregnant, and was anticipating the birth.  Well, her little Eleni was born last week, but there were problems and it is sounding fairly grave.  I'll be praying for their baby and their family.

Have a great day!
JoAnne