Would 10,000 Hours of Sewing Flannel Blankets Really Be Enough To Achieve Perfection?

I’m not exactly sure how many flannel baby blankets I’ve sewn in the past six years.  I just used my sewing page to attempt to count just those I’ve sewn since summer 2010.  I came up with close to 70.  So although I’ve certainly not spent 10,000 hours (the supposed number of perfection) practicing sewing them, they are certainly the category of sewing that I’ve practiced the most.  You’d think I’d be really good at them, right?

292 (800x533)One of my more recent blankets – for some friends who just recently moved back to Maryland.  For this Maryland baby, I figured they’d like a crab accessory!

I certainly am much faster at sewing them than I used to be. I had my cutting epiphany a year ago, which has dramatically reduced my fabric prep time.  I’ve learned that using a walking foot attachment on my machine makes life way easier.  I am obsessive about smoothing, ironing, and tripling stitching the edges, all in with the goal in mind of having two sides which stay in place (i.e. without one side coming over the edge of the other).

You can probably say that I’m obsessive about making these very simple blankets look perfect.  And I do get lots of compliments from recipients, saying that it’s the best blanket they have, that it’s so nice and big and heavy.

I do feel very comfortable picking out fabric combinations that are fun and beautiful to look at.  (Generally speaking, I choose the “focus” side and then I choose the other side to compliment it, usually with a smaller print and sometimes with a solid if I can’t find a smaller coordinating print.) So I’d say after 70+ blankets, I’m confident with fabric selection.

But sewing one? Every time I sew one, I’m frustrated.  Even when my new cutting method, it is next to impossible to cut two pieces of flannel to the exactly same dimensions, even when you’re obsessive about it as I am.  Flannel is, by its nature, sticky and stretchy.  It stretches off grain really easily.  I often have to trim after sewing two or three of the sides.  Almost always, the blanket isn’t perfectly rectangular when I’m done sewing, even though in theory I’ve cut the fabric that way.  The corners often are a bit out of whack.  In short, every time I sew one, I get mad at it and myself! Why won’t you do what I want you to do? Why won’t you just behave and sew perfectly like I intend you to? Why can’t I sew this easy thing perfectly?

I’ve had to come to peace with imperfect blankets.  Maybe I’ll sew another 70 blankets and finally figure out the secret to handling flannel in a way that compensates for all its imperfections.  I’m not convinced that even 10,000 hours of baby blanket practice will bring me close to cracking the baby blanket code.  In the meantime, I do sew other projects which allow me to satisfy my perfection-loving soul (like the “Favorite Sweater” quilt block from Patchwork City as the back cover of Mark’s color book).

And I know, it’s for a baby.  Chill out Laura!

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“Why Doesn’t This Happen More Often?”

Today I’m honored to share with you a guest post by Andy DeVos.  Andy originally wrote this as a post on Facebook and has given me permission to repost it here. I myself haven’t read (or watched) all of the resources that Andy recommends and I am planning to work my way through them over the next few months. Andy has managed to set down in prose many of the thoughts that have been in so many disconnected pieces in my head and I’m grateful that you’re able to read them today.

Andy and I attend the same church, Faith Christian Fellowship.  Andy is the husband of Nicole, the father of a two-year-old daughter, and a PhD candidate in the  Language, Literacy, and Culture program at UMBC.  His academic research focuses on race relations history and race in popular media.  He has been working with urban youth for the past 15 years and has lived in Baltimore most of his life. Andy is currently the Information Technology Coordinator at City Springs Elementary/Middle School in Baltimore City.

IMG_0893 (800x600)Andy’s daughter with Ellie and Mark at a recent play date in Sherwood Gardens

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[Originally published on Facebook, Wednesday, April 28, 2015]

The day after the unrest in Baltimore City, many are asking, “Why did this happen?” Sadly, I find myself asking, “Why doesn’t this happen more often?” The violent incidents that occurred last night and this morning were tragic, deplorable, and self-defeating. But they are also totally unsurprising and utterly predictable. Explaining why something happens is not the same as justifying or excusing it. There is no justification, but there are reasons, and they deserve a hearing.

Many years ago, I began serving and later working with kids from cities like Baltimore. I came in with a head full of easy answers and arrogant solutions to urban problems. “If only ‘these people’ would do X, Y, & Z, these communities would be fine.” Nearly two decades later, I feel like I’ve learned more than I’ve taught, have gotten more than I’ve given, and have had all my wisdom turned on its head.

Here is the sum of what I’ve learned: the issues that fueled these events are incredibly, irreducibly complicated. I see on social media people both Right and Left using this as an opportunity to beat their political drum, but neither is dealing honestly with the complexity of the situation. Likewise, the media specializes in sensationalism and slant. Even the best news stories can’t account for all of the variables that have made inner cities in Baltimore, L.A., N.Y., and a hundred other places tinder boxes waiting for a match. After the National Guard pulls out and the news cycle moves on to the next ‘big thing,’ the poverty and despair that sparked this will still be there. This will happen again somewhere, maybe here, relatively soon. That’s not very cheery, but it’s simply true.

I have a lot of Facebook friends living in or outside of Baltimore that seem at a loss to explain what’s happening. My encouragement to you is this: in whatever capacity possible, be willing to listen to the voices of people who have lived and continue to live through the experience of urban poverty. It may challenge your ideas about race, about policing, about the American Dream and America itself. It might be very hard to hear and might make you extremely uncomfortable or angry. Be willing to sit in the fire (metaphorically speaking). You may just come away a little wiser and humbler.

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Here are some resources to help you do that. First are a few articles that (in my opinion) try to explain the anger that fueled the protests and, later, the violence. These articles also offer some thought-provoking critiques of the media’s portrayal of the protests.

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Finally, I truly believe that the issues in urban America cannot be captured in a single article. Complex issues demand complex analysis, and I want to point you to some readings (and one film) that have helped me understand the deep historical roots of what’s going on.

The Fire Next Time” is an essay written by James Baldwin in 1963. Despite its age, it reads like it could have been written last week (minus a few outdated references). It’s one of the only times I’ve almost cried from reading something.

Crips and Bloods: Made in America is a documentary about West Coast gangs. It does an amazing job piecing out issues that essentially describe every inner city, from L.A. to New Orleans to Baltimore.

For those who like to read, here are two books on Baltimore that have deeply impacted my thinking.

  • Not in My Neighborhood talks about the history of racism in Baltimore that created the isolated, angry ghettos of today.
  • The Corner (written by the 2 creators of The Wire) is a devastating study of the drug trade in Baltimore.

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One last thing: I spent the morning with my dear friend Blake, also my church’s youth pastor. We took a group of Black and White teens from our neighborhood of Pen Lucy to a sister church in Sandtown to help clean up the mess. By the time we got there, so many residents and helpful outsiders had been working since daybreak that there wasn’t much left to do. There are beautiful, wonderful things happening here, and I am grateful to have spent the morning with a group of kids trying to be the change they want to see.

015 - copy (798x800)My (Laura’s) fabric representation of Pen Lucy row houses (in collaboration with Joanna King)

Please share this with anyone you think might benefit. And keep our city in your thoughts and prayers.

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Something Totally Foreign to Alaskan Eyes

This fascinates me every year so I’m sharing pictures for my Alaska family.  I don’t remember ever seeing rhubarb bloom at home and rhubarb grows everywhere!  Here, it bolts almost immediately after it starts growing in the spring.  You have to cut off the flower stalk and then it goes back to producing leaves.  This is a good thing, seeing as the leaf stalks are the delicious part.  I usually don’t let them get this tall but I was sick in bed  for the past week and just last night felt well enough to go outside.  And look at that!

026 (800x533)I’ve always cut off the stalks before they produced flowers so it was fun to see them, even if that indicates neglect on my part. They are really beautiful!

025 (800x533) 028 (800x533)When you trim off the flower stalks, they’re hollow, tempting me to want to make a really giant smoothie.

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I think I need to apply some compost to the plants as I just read that poor nutrition can be one thing that encourages rhubarb to bolt.  Another is warm weather and we’ve had plenty of that the past few days with highs in the 80s.  I have all my rhubarb planted in partial shade and I’m hopeful that will help it survive our almost-too-hot summers.  Rhubarb and I are kindred spirits really – we’re both from the north and we prefer cool weather!

P.S. Wondering what to do with rhubarb?  Start here! And remember! The leaves are poisonous!

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Ideas for How To Help Baltimore

I’ve been hearing from friends and family, wondering how they can help support Baltimore.  My friend (and former housemate) Emily just complied this helpful list of organizations that she and I can vouch for personally.  As she wrote, “Giving to existing neighborhood organizations is probably the most helpful thing people can do from outside the city.”

Thanks for continuing to pray for Baltimore.

Here’s the list as described in Emily’s words:

Acts4Youth is a mentoring program for boys in my [Emily’s] neighborhood that has been working in local schools for many years.

The Pen Lucy Action Network is my church’s community development organization, providing a variety of services to our neighborhood for over 15 years. (Laura’s note – it’s my church too!)

IMG_0903 (600x800)Mark and I on Wednesday morning, outside of our church

Newborn Holistic Ministries has been serving Sandtown for 20 years in some amazing ways.  (Laura’s note – for those not familiar with Baltimore, Sandtown is a neighborhood in West Baltimore where rioting occurred and also the neighborhood where Freddie Gray was from.)

Help provide affordable housing by supporting Habitat for Humanity locally. (Laura’s note – HF was my first place of employment after moving to Baltimore!)

Helping Up Mission has been around for over 120 years restoring men to productive roles in society.

This PBS article has links to several other organizations, including the church whose community center-in-progress burned down Monday.

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Update: Here’s one more organization for you.  Both Emily and I go to church with Dan Ellis, the executive director of Neighborhood Housing Services Baltimore. NHS seeks to revitalize Baltimore through home ownership.

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I’m From Baltimore

I’ve said this on my blog before but I’ll say it again.

I probably always will say that my home state is Alaska (not Maryland), but I am ever so proud, grateful, and glad today to say that my home city is Baltimore.

I’m also full of sadness, questions, too many thoughts, and tears.  But, at the end of the day, I’m glad I live here and I’m glad we’re raising our children here.

Pray for peace.  Pray for truth to be told. Pray for justice. Pray for reconciliation.

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Babies and Redbuds

Every year, we take a picture with our kids and our redbud tree, on or around April 19th.  Here’s 2011’s pictures, here’s 2012’s, and because I forgot to post them the last two years (poor Mark), here are three more year’s worth of redbuds and babies (some of them all grown up!)

2013:

011 (800x545)2014:

083 (800x533)getting a little more difficult to hold two at once!

And, 2015!

011 (800x533)refusing to smile into the sun (best for pictures, not for kids)

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Ellie is now allowed to run around the WHOLE house ALL BY HERSELF.  She loves it!

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We also just found out that redbud flowers are edible (not only edible but really nutritious).  So here we are trying them out.

033 (800x533) 035 (800x533)Ellie starting eating them by the handful after this!  (They are slightly bitter.  The fully open ones taste the best.)

I really am amazed how quickly this tree has grown.  We bought it on a whim in 2008 and here it is in 2009.

IMG_5540 (600x800)And look how big it is in 2015!

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I especially love how the flowers cling so closely to the branches/trunk.

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I suppose it’s pretty great that the kids have grown so much also! 😉

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Signs of Spring – Some Creepy, Some Cute

Ellie has finally admitted that “real spring” is here.  To her, spring means that she gets to wear tank tops and shorts because it’s really warm.  Spring does not mean “Yay, things are starting to grow!”  So, despite my best efforts to point out gorgeous blooming trees, the lack of snow, and the non-existent need for coats, it took this past week of fabulous weather to convince her.  In case you need convincing, here are some more signs of spring!

First, take a look at the creepy (but awesome).  Last fall, a very generous gardener neighbor gave me three pots of rhubarb crowns.  I split them into six sections, planted them, and hoped for the best.  (It took me several weeks to plant them after she gave them to me so I wasn’t sure if they would survive or not.)  I’m SO happy to say that instead of last year’s two rhubarb plants in the garden, we’re now the proud owners of 8 rhubarb plants!  Rhubarb crisp and rhubarb crisp bars, here we come!  It’s going to be hard to wait a year or two until we can really harvest them fully.

Why is all of this creepy?  I find the newly sprouted rhubarb to be really creepy as it comes out of the ground.  What do you think?

002 (800x533) 003 (800x533)004 (800x533) 005 (800x533)kind of looks like bloody skin, right?

006 (800x533)knuckles?

007 (800x534)**slight shudder**

I took the creepy pictures two weeks ago and look how much they’ve grown since then!

003 (800x535)not creepy anymore – just delicious!

Now that I’ve forced you to suffer through the creepy, here’s the cute!

001 (800x534)Mama and Baba’s flip flops are out and ready for wearing!

008 (800x534)Our favorite farmer’s chickens are back in action and making all kinds of sizes, shapes, and colors of eggs!

019 (800x533)She wouldn’t hold still for a picture but here’s proof that she’s wearing tank tops now!

024 (800x533)First asparagus  showed up at the Waverly Farmers’ Market this Saturday!  Toasted Almond, Browned Butter, and Asparagus Pasta immediately became our Saturday night dinner plans.  We also are planning on asparagus pizza very soon.  YUM! 

And finally, I went outside with the kids just now to take these pictures ofthe quintessential sign of spring.  I thought my spring-starved family up north (who are currently suffering through a snow storm) might need some hope of spring!

005 (800x533) (2)I love these tiny ones the best. I forgot we had them in our garden until today!

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HOORAY FOR SPRING!

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2014/2015 Sewing: Mark’s Doll is Finished (AT LAST!!)

I started the doll head in July,

055 (800x533)creepy alien eyes, part way through needle felting the wool ball that is the head’s base.  (See this post about Ellie’s doll for more about making the head.)

sewed the clothes in July,

024 (800x533)from Nik’s old dress pants and dress shirt!

finished the wool ball for the head on our trip to Alaska in August, didn’t touch it again until after Christmas, made the head in late December, was certain I was on track for a pre-January 3rd finish (also, Laura = delusional),

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then made a bunch of mistakes and didn’t finish it in time for his birthday, proceeded to make a ton more mistakes in January, lost all motivation, decided I hated sewing dolls, forced myself to JUST FINISH IT in February/March, and finally finished the doll hair on Wednesday, (in April).  That’s a ten-month span in case you’re counting.

FINALLY: presenting, Mark’s doll (his actual 2nd birthday present)!

018 (800x800) 020 (533x800)the precious boy for whom I suffered through to make the doll.  He’s worth it – but just barely. 😉

023 (800x800)(Don’t mind that teenager talking on her cell phone in the background.)

025 (800x533)crazy hair!

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I’m linking up with Crazy Mom Quilts for Finish It Up Friday because I finally finished another project on the list.  Only two more to go!

  • Quilt the table runner that I almost finished last spring
  • Finish the dining room shades that I have been avoiding for 3 YEARS SIX years!

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My thanks to all the moms at my moms’ group at church who put up with me doing hand sewing while we’re discussing our study.  I likely never would have finished this otherwise!

I used the pattern for the Little Amigo doll from Growing Up Sew Liberated and used this doll hair tutorial.  I forgot to take many process photos while I was doing the hair for Mark’s doll but here are a couple from Ellie’s doll which I forgot to blog about.

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Basically, you sew on a very long braid of wool in a spiral until it covers the scalp and then you use a crochet hook to loop shorter piece of wool through for the hair.  If you ever did latch hook in 5th grade, that’s exactly what you’re doing.

007 (800x533)Mark’s doll with base finished but no “hair”

Finally, these two dolls were made from the same tutorial, by the same person (obviously), and I did not try to make them look different (other than eye and hair color and style).  And yet, they’re totally different!  Even the head size is widely different! Crazy!

001 (800x533)Ellie’s doll needs a good cleaning!

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I Promise My Sourdough Recipes Taste Better Than This

While reading My Antonia for the Classics Club last month, I came across this lovely passage.  Jim, the book’s narrator is speaking.

I remember how horrified we were at the sour, ashy-grey bread she gave her family to eat.  She mixed her dough, we discovered, in an old tin peck-measure that Krajiek had used about the barn.  When she took the paste out to bake it, she left smears of dough sticking to the sides of the measure, put the measure on the shelf behind the stove, and let this residue ferment.  The next time she made bread, she scraped this sour stuff down into the fresh dough to serve as yeast.

From My Antonia by Willa Cather

I feel the need to reassure you that although my sourdough bread is homely, it’s super delicious! I wonder if Jim and his family ever ate the bread Antonia’s family baked?  Perhaps taste wasn’t the problem? Maybe their expectations of what good bread should be were not met by this bread?  I’m curious as to whether or not Antonia’s family brought their original sourdough from their country with them, as they did the utterly foreign dried mushrooms (the other random bit of food lore that fascinated me in this novel).  The method that this passage describes is the way that bread bowls were originally used.  I’m lucky enough to have a real bread bowl but I just don’t bake bread often enough to use it this way.

027 (800x533)not washed but not full of dough to be used again as yeast either

Please know that if you bake with sourdough, it doesn’t have to cause horror in your guests!  It’s delicious and good for you!

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Classics Club, Books #13, 14, and 15: Willa Cather’s Prairie Trilogy (from January-March, 2015)

This is my first post about 2015’s books for The Classics Club.  I’ll be reading one classic book a month through 2018.  Track what I’m reading for the Classics Club here.  I’ll try not to include too many spoilers in my review but I may need to discuss some in order to fully review the book. I’ll warn you if I’m going to mention one.  

O Pioneers! ; The Song of the Lark; My Antonia all by Willa Cather

IMG_0613 (800x600)O Pioneers! (Photo credit: Ellie)

I’m including all three books in this review, so you aren’t overwhelmed with Willa Cather.

  • Year Published: 1913, 1915, 1918
  • Reread? Or new to me?:  all were new to me
  • Number of Pages: 210, 417, 252
  • Date Finished: 1/12/15, 2/21/15, sometime near the end of March
  • Number of Days it took me to read it: 3 days, 7 days, 4 days
  • Page/Day ratio:  70:1, 60/1, 62:1
  • Will I reread this?: Probably not for all three of them.

Review: 

Having heard these three books called, “The Prairie Trilogy” I thought that they were going to be related to each other.  They’re not, at all, except for their geographic location; even that isn’t totally true because The Song of the Lark is set in Colorado and the other two are set in Nebraska. They do have some similar literary themes as well but certainly the plot lines are not related.

I enjoyed reading O Pioneers! although the ending was certainly terribly depressing and fairly predictable.  I didn’t love My Antonia, primarily because it just wasn’t even that much about Antonia! I was disappointed by the false advertising. The narrator, Jim, told his whole life story, ostensibly while telling Antonia’s story.  There were long stretches of the book without any mention of her.

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My favorite of the three was The Song of the Lark. I wouldn’t have told you that while I was reading it because it is a SLOG to get through. There were long stretches of descriptive narrative that made me what to poke my eyes out with boredom and even other longer stretches when nothing seemed to happen.  However, I was surprisingly overcome with sadness by the end.  I don’t know that I’ve ever been passionate enough about anything to make the sacrifices like what Thea did for her music.  I don’t know that I want to be that passionate about something if it means sacrificing in the ways that she did.

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Since I read it, I’ve been thinking about how the decisions we make, some large, some small, can lead us down paths we never would have purposely chosen.  I didn’t intend to live in the East Coast for forever when I moved here almost 13 years ago.  It was just for fun for a couple years.  And now I’m planted here. [SPOILER] Would Thea have chosen to go to Chicago for her initial training if she knew that ultimately she would have to forsake her family, including refusing her dying mother’s plea to come home to say goodbye?  She didn’t belong in her small Colorado town and so perhaps she would have chosen to leave. I do still wonder if she would have made those decisions again.

How about you? Have you read any (or all) of these books?  If so, I’m curious to hear your thoughts!

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Would you like to join me in reading Les Miserables in April/May?  I’m attempting to read 20 pages a day and am basically on track right now.  At 1200 pages, there’s no way even me, the crazy speed reader, could read that in a month without my house and family falling apart!

IMG_0615 (800x581)“Ellie! Give me my phone back!”

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