Summer, bags and mom

Whew! Summer finally arrived in So. California in full force. All those people who were complaining about our overcast June and July asking where the sun was....well, it's here!!! Why couldn't they just be happy with 74 degree days? I WAS!!! lol It's supposed to be high 90's today in Fullerton. Other areas are supposed to be much hotter. This picture was my temperature gage at 7:59 a.m. It's not going to be pretty people! Gee, I guess I better stop and get gas on the way home. LOL
At TNT (Thursday Night Therapy), I made two more make-up bags. I posted about the pattern here. I really like the pattern. It's so easy to make and I love that it only takes small pieces of fabric. My buddy Neena is heading to the Stampin' Up! convention in Utah on Tuesday. She has a secret pal and needed some things for her. I was going to 'show her' how to make this bag but she had lots of paper cutting and cards to make for swapping so I just made it. This is some of the fabric she purchased on the So. Cal Quilter's Run a few weeks ago.

I had enough left over from the strips I cut to make two bags. This is the second bag and added twill tape as an accent. I might add a button or something on the ribbon but it was late last night when the girls left so I'll check my button stash tonight.

I took my sister Isabel to San Diego on Monday and we had a visit with our mama. My sis stayed to help take care of mom and to spend some time with her. My mom used to go to Isabel's house a couple of times a year during her vacations from work but due to her health, mom can't travel anymore. She pretty much stays home with a caregiver during the day. It makes us sad but we're trying to get there as often as we can to spend as much time as possible with her. It's hard when you are "working girls". It is sad but it's a reality. We can't do anything about getting older. I realize that with my mom and every morning when I look in the mirror!


I took this picture when we were sitting at the table doing hand work together. It makes me teary eyed when I look at it. Mom was showing Isabel some embroidery patterns she had for "her next dishtowel".


My mom is 82. My dad will be gone five years next month. Boy, I'm feeling pretty melancholy today.