Getting Started

Getting started is sometimes difficult. Procrastination is my mantra. I have followed hundreds of blogs for many years, have always wanted to begin one, start the process, and I always found myself too busy, too confused, too one thing or another.

But look....here I am, a basic beginning, but I guess that's how the majority of blogs start out right? I know I have lots to learn, lots and lots to learn. Learning curves are hard and sometimes they last sooo long. But I am determined that I will progress, get better with every post, maybe even post pictures.....really??????

OK, enough of all that.

I am a quilter. I am a quilt-a-holic really. I love everything about fabric- the touch, the ability to manipulate it, the way it can conform to your every desire. I love notions, patterns, sewing machines, cutting supplies, thread, and of course my list could go on and on. I worked in a fabric store while I was in high school, and I am just a bit embarrassed to admit that I still have fabric in my stash from that time in my life. (And I also have to tell you that was a long time ago, in case you were thinking, 'that's OK'. Put it this way, I have three children, was married six years before the first was born, and the baby is now 20.....so that fabric has been with me for a long time!!!) But I digress....

I guess I should begin at my fabric awakening beginning. I began sewing in the third grade. My aunt taught me. My mom was left handed and I right so it was difficult for her to teach me since she approached sewing from the 'other side' of things. So, she drove me to my aunt's house once a week to get a sewing lesson. I began with the simple things, skirt, apron, etc. and by the time I got to high school, I was making all my prom dresses, bathing suits, coats. The only thing I didn't make for myself was underwear....I just didn't understand the point of that. Anyway, when I had my first daughter, I rejoiced aloud, since I could now transfer all that sewing frenzy to making her clothes. (Of course, that rejoicing happened after I was sure she was healthy) Of course it extended into every area, from the curtains in her nursery to the bows in her hair. I made just about everything for her, with the exception of her underwear, I still didn't understand the point of that. With the birth of my second daughter I felt I had hit the motherload, pun intended, and my sewing frenzy picked up, if that was even possible still without making underwear. But, you know how nothing stays the same right, well, they eventually grew up, drat, decided they wanted clothes like all the other kids in school, and they burst my sewing frenzy bubble. They didn't just burst it, they crushed it. It all came crashing down. Strictly store bought clothes please mom. Well, I had to do something, I couldn't just NOT sew anything, my fingers ached to feel fabric, I just had to get something under the sewing machine needle, so, you know where this is going, right? I bolted to the store and bought a How To Teach Yourself To Quilt book. And the rest, as they say, is history.

I would like this freshly begun blog of mine to be about a lot of things, but mostly about my love of fabric and my passion for quilting it. If you can stick with me through the beginning of my learning curve, and then stay with me through to my enlightenment, then I hope to get to know you, learn from you, teach you, and have you get to know me. That makes me very excited! No matter what you do in life, you have to start somewhere. It has to begin and then it grows, gathering as it goes. I want that for this blog, to be a gatherer, to watch it grow. Right now I'm a baby blogger, but I am looking forward to getting bigger and better. I hope you will watch all this happen with me.

Until next time, I hope you have found your bliss,
Donna