Thrifted Fabric Project One

The first recycling project from my thrift haul of fabric was turning nine yards of this Robert Allen home upholstery fabric into tablecloths for my house. The reason I decided to make tablecloths out of it is mainly because I don't have a matching set for all the tables at my house. I also regularly make upholstery fabric remnants into tablecloths, as they wear better and last longer. It's cheaper to make your own, too.

Making tablecloths is just a measure/iron/cut/pin and machine sew hem job, so it's pretty simple.

I made a smallish square one for the kitchen nook table, where we eat everyday.

The largest tablecloth I made was for my sewing room table, which doubles as our formal diningroom table.

Finally I made one for the back porch table, as we like to sit out here in the spring.

Believe it or not, after making all three I still have a little over three yards left of the fabric, which I'll either turn into runners or save as backing for something else.

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Stuff

After finding this Caron one pound skein of lovely peach yarn in my thrifted lot I raided my stash for two cakes of Mandala in Pegasus, which matches it perfectly. For practice and hand therapy I'm going to make another Worth Street Afghan with this free pattern , but this time I'll use the yarn that was recommended for it plus the one pound skein. I'm not quite ready to do the vintage/recycled linen quilt I had planned (still a bit too nervous about the idea), so I'm going to use some color therapy and make a quilt from these thrifted green fat quarters. I considered doing another Yellow Brick road patchwork pattern, but I might go with a split rail fence like this one.

Journal Find

This is a page from my 2010 poetry journal. My handwriting isn't the best, so I'll transcribe it: If my heart survives to tell all the secrets kept inside it will be an abalone shell in which the beauty did reside. But I think I will always be lost to the tides that rage in me . . . humbling and polishing . . . I don't write many self-portrait poems, but this one isn't too embarrassing. A bit overly dramatic, but the girl I was eleven years ago went through some tough times. I'm in a much more peaceful place today.

The Numbers

Back in March my diabetes doctor changed my medication and encouraged me to alter my diet and exercise more in order to bring down my A1C, which at the time tested out at a dismal 8.3 (normal is 5.8.) So for the next two months I dealt with the increased meds, stuck to my decidedly grim diet and added a lot more walking to my exercise regime. P.S., it's never fun to be a diabetic, but over the last couple of months I've really tried to keep a good attitude about it. Attitude isn't everything, but it helps a lot when you have to make significant changes while battling a disease like this. Yesterday I performed a home A1C test, and I'm currently at 6.5. That's pretty amazing results, even for me. If I can get it down another half point before I see the doctor in July I'd be over the moon, but I feel like I've already done great. Image credit: Image by Daniele Liberatori from Pixabay

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