Ron's youngest daughter Kindra, was married in the Logan temple on Saturday. Can't believe that she is all grown up and married.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
I have a great collection of antique children's sewing machines. The collection started with a German machine that Ron's mom Lou gave to me. It had been passed down to her and it started my search for more. I stopped at 7 because I ran out of places to put them. I used to have a huge sewing room/craft room but after moving to St. George my sewing room - is a sewing closet.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Just like her Grandma(s)

I took my first sewing class at Washington School in Missoula when I was in the 6th grade. During the class I sewed over my thumbnail and broke the needle off on the bone in my thumb. My home economics teacher actually passed out. I still loved sewing however and continued sewing my own clothes all through high school. I sewed most of my dresses and shirts to go with my beloved Levi 501 button fly jeans that I babysat to earn the $5.69 they cost.
I have owned many sewing machines. I used my mom's singerto sew until my mom and dad bought me a Pfaff when I was asenior in high school. That machine was so well built I think it would have sewn over rocks.
I have owned many sewing machines. I used my mom's singerto sew until my mom and dad bought me a Pfaff when I was asenior in high school. That machine was so well built I think it would have sewn over rocks.
I have had a Pfaff, a White (that I won in a drawing),
Maia spent a lot of time with me as I would sew. When she was about 4 I would let her use a little antique Singer that she would sew long strips of fabric with for hours. Grandma Becky gave her a Bernina last year and she took a couple of classes. We were at
the fabric store yesterday and Maia decided that she
wanted to make a bag with the cute new Halloween Fabric they had. She also made a Halloween cape for her dog Duke.
Friday, August 7, 2009
IZZY
You would think that this is one of the grandkids for how fascinated I am about taking Izzy's picture. If we walk by the window or door that goes out to the patio - Izzy runs up on the wall and waits for us to come out with dinner. I told Ron that he is losing his natural instinct to hunt his own crickets and cockroaches (yum). Ron took a cricket out yesterday and showed it to Izzy and then dropped it. Izzy didn't see where it went so ran over and actually got on Ron's foot and looked for it. I'm not that brave. I throw those little insects far from my feet - don't want Izzy crawling on me. Haven't let him in the house either.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
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