My Mental Hope Chest

I apologize I haven't been writing anything lately. Well, it's not like many people read this. Oh well. I've been really busy lately. I've written tons of thank you notes to those who so generously contributed to my Ecuador fund. My family and I went to Holden Beach for a week and we had a very relaxing time. I haven't even had time enough to work on my quilt, but I will get around to that eventually. My dad recently planted some blueberry bushes. Along with that some squash and some watermelon. Anyway, when we came back to the beach bushes were full of ripe blueberries. Dad and I picked about a bucketful. Kyle had been wanting a blueberry cobbler so I decided to make him one. I wasn't too fond of it but everyone else liked it. It got me in a real baking mood (I've found a whole bunch of recipes that I can't wait to try). Actually, it got me in a very domestic mood. My parents came home to a squeaky clean house Tuesday. I really don't mind cleaning when I'm in the mood. It can be quite relaxing. Which brings me to my point. I feel like I'm the only teenager in my generation, or at least among my friends and acquaintances, that is concerned about making a future home. I feel like the only one concerned with domestic things. Who knows, maybe there's someone else out there like me. When I get married, I want to be able to cook for my husband. I want to be able to make things, like quilts, to adorn my house. I've asked for a Hope Chest for my 16th birthday. I don't think my parents took me seriously.

Summer Project

I've decided to start quilting. I thought it would be pretty simple. Just sew a couple pieces of fabric together. Well, I've been looking for patterns and it's not so easy as I thought. But I still want to pursue it. It seems really relaxing and fun. I've decided to do an Ohio Star pattern for a baby quilt. It looks simple enough. Mom promised that we'd go to the fabric store today so I could go ahead and get started. Let's hope I stick to this one.