Joy Complete!

Slow Sewing Joy Banner

Christmas Fabric

I started with these fabris. I only  had to purchace one of them. The rest came from my private stash.
Doens’t private stash sound better than –one of the many plastic containers shoved in my craft room closet?

I made several mistakes, not so much because I was rushing, but the fact that I haven’t sewn in almost a year means that I’m rusty.

Once I figured out my walking foot wasn’t working right the quiting went smoother.
Joy Banner

Here it is. All done. What do you think?
Here’s the link to the post with the magazine photo.

Are you making any decorations for Christmas this year? 

Slow Sewing

Is Slow Sewing Better?

In the past when starting a sewing project I knew when it would be finished: as soon as possible.
Now, my time is limited which turns out to be a good thing because so are my finances. I pick a project and pull out my fabrics checking for what might work before I purchase more.
A Christmas banner is something I’ve been wanting to make for a long time. I even had a magazine with the project I wanted to do.
quilted joy banner
Joy Banner

It’s from the Quilting for Christmas Holiday 2003 magazine. Yes, I’ve had it that long, pulling it out every year and saying, “I’m making this.”

I searched through my stash and found I needed to purchase only one fabric.

Christmas Fabirc

I found the striped fabric at Joann’s on sale!  Want to get coupons from JoAnn? has them waiting for you!

That was a month ago. See how slow sewing is going?

I’ve cut everything out and began the project.

Half-Triangle Quilt Block

Half-Triangle Quilt Block


Because I am not rushing I find that I need to use the seam ripper less.
Wendell helping sew
Another reason to embraces slow sewing. It seems Wendell wants to help me sew at the machine.
I’m looking forward to slow sewing this project. Once it’s done (before this Christmas I hope) I’ll post a photo.
What about you? Have you slowed down to enjoy your hobbies? Or are you in a race?

Joy Stealers

Stealing Joy in a Flash

a2z: the letter “J”


Recently I had my joy stolen. It took a few sentences from someone and the pleasure I had been experiencing doing something I loved disappeared. 

Tears replaced the joy. 
Distress moved in.
Anxiety, of ever doing the activity again, locked the door.

Am I the only one that reacts this way?

I asked a few friends, “What steals your joy in a flash?

A. You know what steals my joy, are people that tell you what you want to hear. Placaters. Patronizers.  

B. Inconsistency

C. Drivers that pass everyone in a construction zone and find a way into the lane where I’ve been waiting for twenty minutes. It’s as if they are the only person who has something to do.

D. Rude people, people who like to put down others to make them feel better about themselves. AND people who state something as a fact when it is merely an opinion. Oh, and people who want to make you and everyone else think that they know more about a subject than you do.

Joy Stealing hits in many ways, but it hits. 

So what’s the solution? How should we handle it?

I didn’t like my reaction and I realized by focusing on the situation I was handing over my life to someone else. How silly is that?

I’m not doing this anymore.The only one I’m handing my life over to is Jesus.

Joy is here to stay.
I will not allow anyone to bully me into feeling like this again. The minute I feel that way I’m going to reject it. I’m not giving my joy away–but I am willing to share it.

What do you do when someone takes your joy?