I just this second realized that I've been avoiding posting on my blog because I haven't had time to edit images to include. What? When did I start being unable to post without photos? It must be an artifact of my CraftGossip routine. I do have to have an image for each of those posts. Evidently, it's now a habit.
I have lots of photos, I just haven't uploaded them yet. I have new miniquilts. I'll take them by the Cox Center on Monday. If I have any left over after Alex makes his selections, I'll post them on my Etsy shop. I'll try to get those photos onto my blog over the weekend.
I've also finished the Polly collages, and they're wrapped and boxed for shipping. I'm planning to drop them at the PO on my way to Conway in the morning to get my hair cut. I don't want to post the whole work until Polly has had a chance to see them in person. But maybe I can come up with a little hint.
I have good news and bad news with no photos for either.
The good news: Kim Wulfert invited me to be a guest on her interview show, Women On Quilts. It's a free-subscription thing - you can listen by phone conference or webcast. The invitation freaked me out so bad, it took me two days to answer. Her other guests so far have been famous in the quilting community. I'm so not. And do I really want to talk about myself in public for an hour? Will I sound like a boastful jackass? Will I stutter and lose words and sound like a mentally impaired non-native speaker of English? Ultimately, I said yes. I mean, really! How could I pass this up! But I'll probably have a few nightmares between now and the January 19 live-broadcast date. I'll let you know more as the date approaches.
The bad news: My Uncle Dwaine died yesterday. Dwaine Arnold Miller was my mom's big brother, third of seven children and the next older to my mom. I haven't seen him since my grandmother's funeral 20 years ago, but I have vivid memories of him throughout my childhood and up till then. He and Aunt Mary lived across the street from Grandma and Grandpa and were a daily presence in their lives to the end. I've learned from Mom's stories that Dwaine and Mary have had a happy retirement, surrounded by loving kids, grandkids, and greats. Uncle Dwaine, like the other two siblings who beat him to the Promised Land -- Rosie and Zennon -- had a fierce battle with cancer. His children reported that he was ready to go, and it was time. But it still makes me very sad, indeed. Please surround my mom and my Uncle Dwaine's family with prayers and loving thoughts.