Fiber Babble: How Cool is THIS?

How Cool is THIS?

November 03, 2008

Even if that role was the difficult and presumptuous task of correcting His mistakes. "Garden of Beasts" by Jeffrey Deaver ♦♦♦♦◊

So, last month Debi organized the Fall into Fall Quilters Giveaway. I enjoyed wandering through the participants' blogs, finding new ones to follow, being inspired here and there. I didn't enter all of the "contests" even though I did enjoy all the new-to-me blogs.

I did enter at Quilting Nanny - and I won something!

This is the coolest thing I've seen in a long time. The cover is quilted and bound (and quite yummy-feeling), it holds a composition book, with a place for pens and (in my case) a skinny calculator.

I'll admit, my first thought (after the unformed tactile-pleasure thoughts) was "I wonder if I should make these for Christmas gifts?" The jury's still out on that one.

I've already written to ask Sandy if the fabric has been prewashed (it has) because I know that I'm going to get this baby grubby, carrying it everywhere with me. I've already taken it on two show-n-tell outings.

Click here to see all of the incredi-cool prizes she was offering. Her generosity still makes me shake my head in wonder. One thing would have been cool, but the number and cool-factor of the prizes she offered - including a finished quilt and free long arm quilting - just blows me away.

I am a blank book/notebook fool. Seriously. I always have at least a small spiral notebook with me (because my memory isn't reliable!!), and there are 10 or 20 larger journal-type books floating around my home. If I see a pretty one (or a well-made inexpensive one), I'll snap it up and stick it in the bookshelf.

I don't journal, at least not in what I consider the "diary" sense of the word. I've mentioned here that every night before I go to bed I write down what I did during the day (ref the "unreliable memory" above), but I don't write feelings or dreams or anything like that. It's more in the line of "vaccuumed" "worked on basket shawl" and "frogged basket shawl" (uh, that's another post, I'm sure). This daily inventory is done in a calendar/datebook I got at the Dollar Store.

The blank books are for anything and everything. Drawings. Lists. Math (surprise!). Rough drafts. Sometimes I write a list in one book and it gets buried on the horizontal surface that, twice a year, serves as a dining room table. Then when I need to refer to the list, I can't find it and I end up starting over. In another book.

My life is just one big adventure, doncha know.

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3 Comments:

At 11/03/2008 10:32 AM,

Donna Babbled Back:

I too am a blank book junkie.... I"m trying to curb myself from collecitng/making too many new ones, and to use a few more pages in the "old" ones... after about half a dozen pages are used they just loose their shine for me.... I've started making little books with only a few pages so I always feel like its new...

At 11/03/2008 2:29 PM,

Julie Babbled Back:

That would make a great gift!

At 11/04/2008 11:03 PM,

Edna Babbled Back:

Were we separated at birth?? I love fresh new blank books, those nice crisp clean pages just waiting for me... Sorry, was I drooling? I have lots of them around here too. There are no less
than 5 here on my horizontal pile, I mean file.

Wonder how many I'd find if I actually went hunting here and rounded them all up???

Edna