Adult Bibs

A few years ago, I had a few requests across several shows to make bibs for adults or special needs teens. At the time, I was up to my elbows in craft fair and custom t-shirt quilt orders, so I let the suggestion fall out of focus. It wasn’t until I visited my grandmother and saw how much she liked hers that I really began to focus on them. I took hers and traced it to make a quick template. But I knew that simply having a couple of cotton layers wasn’t really enough to protect clothes against spills, especially liquids. At Michaels, I found this light polyester blend that wasn’t too stiff but would still be somewhat resistant to liquid spills, and I figured it would do that trick.

After making six of them, I washed one and was very happy with how it came out. Then, I gave it to a friend to test with her special needs sister and give feedback. She liked it!

I had some personal issues with the neckline and ended up widening it once I began working on the second batch. I also went back to my favored snaps to close it instead of Velcro. Moving forward, I’ll try to mix in a little of both to cater to different preferences. It was also an opportunity to use some of the more fun fabric that’s been needing a project. Once I restock on the lining fabric, I have several more designs in mind.

Overall, I’m very happy with how these turned out and will put the second batch in my booth at Olive Branch Antiques and Home Decor in Monroe, GA. It’s a cute store, and if you’re in the area you should definitely stop by there and the Scoops Ice Cream parlor across the street!

Empty Bobbins: The Walker

The name comes from those times when you’re in the middle of a project and your bobbin runs out.  You have to pause what you’re doing and reload.  While you do that, you have a moment to just sit and reflect.  This is a collection of musings and reflections on life’s moments. Some are quilting related, and some are not. This entry was featured on a previous blog of mine years ago.


So I grew up in the South, deep South, and one of the core understandings of Southern culture is to wave, nod, or otherwise gesture when passing someone or making eye contact. I had the pleasure of living briefly in Alexandria, VA. While I adored it there, there was no small amount of culture shock that I discovered the hard way.
I won’t forget my second day there when I made eye contact with someone, an older man at that, and before I even realized what I’d done, I’d given him a nod – otherwise known as the “Howdo?” nod. It’s a small thing, but the idea behind it is that you’re acknowledging that person. And that man, who back home would have smiled and maybe even chatted, scowled – actually scowled – at me. Well, that put my “Howdo?s” in check pretty fast. I remember feeling so awkward when I would pass someone who seemed, at least to me, to be going out of his/her way to ignore me.
So I returned after a year to see a friend after having moved back to the homeland, and I found myself being reminded of my roots while walking. I was alone on the sidewalk when I spied a man walking towards me a good ways off. Again, where I come from, it’s considered polite to make eye contact and smile or nod. Jeebus, do something to acknowledge that someone is taking up mass in the same vicinity as you! Anyhow, as I watched, the man seemed stiff, and his neck was so rigid that it left no doubt that he knew I was there, walking in his space, breathing in his air. And yet…and yet he was going out of his way to not look at me. It was clearly much more uncomfortable to him than me as I gazed at the scenario, amused. At least I waited until he passed before laughing out loud. Imagine, going through all that just to not look at me. It has gone down as one of the silliest moments I can remember from up there.
How often do we go out of our way to avoid the obvious?

Related blogs and posts:

Porchscene: Exploring Southern Culture

The Cultural Markers of Southern Culture