A couple unprofessional videos from the MCQ retreat at Camp Wapo.
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We had a lot of fun!
Showing posts with label Cave Women. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cave Women. Show all posts
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Christmas in the Cave
Last night Cave Woman had their Christmas Potluck. It was such a lovely evening. Good food and lots of laughter. I need Sarah to give me the recipe for the India Rice she made...or whatever it was called, is was perfection.
I thought of showing the postcards I've received in my recent trades from Postmark'dArt but I forgot to bring them. And I remembered to throw my camera in my purse but forgot to take pictures!
Sharon had her cave perfectly decorated for Christmas, with the little tree in the corner and all her fantastic works of art hanging on the wall like it's a Cave Art Gallery.
Hey, that's kinda funny, her 'cave art', only not quite prehistoric. Yet.
I thought of showing the postcards I've received in my recent trades from Postmark'dArt but I forgot to bring them. And I remembered to throw my camera in my purse but forgot to take pictures!
Sharon had her cave perfectly decorated for Christmas, with the little tree in the corner and all her fantastic works of art hanging on the wall like it's a Cave Art Gallery.
Hey, that's kinda funny, her 'cave art', only not quite prehistoric. Yet.
Monday, October 17, 2011
Cave Women Quilting Group
Ok, let's just drop the 'Cave' part and call us what we obviously are: WILD Women.
Tonight's meeting of "____Women" was absolutely hilarious!
Yesterday Wanda turned 60, today Teresa turned 59, and Saturday Edith turns 70.
It was time to celebrate. Or maybe this little morsel of life should be called "Par-Taaay"
Hey Teresa, this is the last year of your 50's for the rest of your life! You'll never be in your 50's again! Unless you start adding fractions...59 and 13/12ths.
Over half of them were gypsy's. Skirts, scarves, bead necklaces every where!
Scarves around their heads or scarves around their necks or scarves around their waists or scarves around their hips. Edith was wearing a Dolly Parton wig! And most of them ended up getting tattooed. (This is an inner city quilt group, it can get rough)
When Sharon (who was swishing her skirt and showing off her socks) was asked if she had her tie-dye underwear on and she wouldn't tell us, Wanda said that just proves that Sharon wasn't wearing any underwear because Sharon always shows off her underwear. I didn't bring up the "Betty" thing, but I'm sure Sharon dyed hers rainbow colored.
Now wait just one cotton-pickin' minute, just what kind of 'quilting group' is this?
We were told to bring 'fortunes' written on little pieces of paper.
First Peg passed around a box of fortune cookies and after those started getting opened and read all the fortunes had to have "in bed." added to the ends.
Then our individual fortunes were read and when they were written I don't think anybody had the ending "in bed" in mind. Some were written specifically for the birthday girls.
Teresa went to a fortune teller and asked what her future would be.
The fortune teller said she had bad news. Teresa would become a widow because her husband would soon die a horrible death.
Teresa looked shocked, thought for a moment and then asked the fortune teller:
"Will I be acquitted?"
Ok, so it's not actually a 'fortune', it's just a joke. Hopefully that won't actually happen or the person who brought the joke would feel horrible. Who ever they are.
And Show n Tell...if you could get a word in edge-wise you could have shown what you're working on.
Hard to believe there wasn't even wine served tonight. But they sure drank tea like there was no tomorrow!
Tonight's meeting of "____Women" was absolutely hilarious!
Yesterday Wanda turned 60, today Teresa turned 59, and Saturday Edith turns 70.
It was time to celebrate. Or maybe this little morsel of life should be called "Par-Taaay"
Hey Teresa, this is the last year of your 50's for the rest of your life! You'll never be in your 50's again! Unless you start adding fractions...59 and 13/12ths.
Over half of them were gypsy's. Skirts, scarves, bead necklaces every where!
Scarves around their heads or scarves around their necks or scarves around their waists or scarves around their hips. Edith was wearing a Dolly Parton wig! And most of them ended up getting tattooed. (This is an inner city quilt group, it can get rough)
When Sharon (who was swishing her skirt and showing off her socks) was asked if she had her tie-dye underwear on and she wouldn't tell us, Wanda said that just proves that Sharon wasn't wearing any underwear because Sharon always shows off her underwear. I didn't bring up the "Betty" thing, but I'm sure Sharon dyed hers rainbow colored.
Now wait just one cotton-pickin' minute, just what kind of 'quilting group' is this?
We were told to bring 'fortunes' written on little pieces of paper.
First Peg passed around a box of fortune cookies and after those started getting opened and read all the fortunes had to have "in bed." added to the ends.
Then our individual fortunes were read and when they were written I don't think anybody had the ending "in bed" in mind. Some were written specifically for the birthday girls.
Teresa went to a fortune teller and asked what her future would be.
The fortune teller said she had bad news. Teresa would become a widow because her husband would soon die a horrible death.
Teresa looked shocked, thought for a moment and then asked the fortune teller:
"Will I be acquitted?"
Ok, so it's not actually a 'fortune', it's just a joke. Hopefully that won't actually happen or the person who brought the joke would feel horrible. Who ever they are.
And Show n Tell...if you could get a word in edge-wise you could have shown what you're working on.
Hard to believe there wasn't even wine served tonight. But they sure drank tea like there was no tomorrow!
Friday, March 4, 2011
Mardi Gras Challenge
At MCQ we have a monthly mini challenge and for February the theme was Mardi Gras.
I don't celebrate Mardi Gras so I tried focusing on the religious aspect of it, preparing for Lent and so on.
I didn't get anywhere with that either so I decided to go with beads...which has nothing religious to do with Mardi Gras as far as I know, and I didn't research why beads came about for Mardi Gras.
I think of it as being along the same lines as Easter's mascot being a bunny.
That's typical for me, starting out with one idea and it never ends up that way.
At the last Cave Women, where there was wine, chocolate and an enormous amount of silliness, a joke got huge laughs:
The Husband Bunnie says to the Wife Bunnie:
"This won't take long, did it?"
Well...maybe you had to be there?
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| Mardi Gras Postcard, Debra Svedberg 2011 ( < 4 x 6 ) |
I don't celebrate Mardi Gras so I tried focusing on the religious aspect of it, preparing for Lent and so on.
I didn't get anywhere with that either so I decided to go with beads...which has nothing religious to do with Mardi Gras as far as I know, and I didn't research why beads came about for Mardi Gras.
I think of it as being along the same lines as Easter's mascot being a bunny.
That's typical for me, starting out with one idea and it never ends up that way.
At the last Cave Women, where there was wine, chocolate and an enormous amount of silliness, a joke got huge laughs:
The Husband Bunnie says to the Wife Bunnie:
"This won't take long, did it?"
Well...maybe you had to be there?
Friday, December 18, 2009
Cave Women Christmas Party
Sharon, she's always stuffing her bra... LOLOL! Can you guess what she's doing?Below Edith waves hello...this was before she put her reindeer antlers on.
Above is Theresa, Sarah and Kathy, below is Peg, Wendy and Sam.
Below is Sharon B modeling her scarf she made with a recycled sweater and some sexy cowboy fabric! Modeling is such serious business.
We also had Wanda and Vivien, but I didn't take very complimentary pictures of them...hee hee hee hee.
Cave Women...Row Robin
Some in the group are participating in a Row Robin, completing a row for each member. Above is Pegs. Below is Sarahs. Sarahs is now done, the blue and yellow rows being folded in half because of floor space. Sarah started her row robin with her red scrappy row. I believe this evening she told us that her own row is her favorite out of all of them (smirk). LOL!
These two don't have as many rows YET. They need to be passed around more. I think above is Sams and below is Kathy's.
See all that 'dirt' on Sharons carpet? Well, a bag of scraps was put on the floor for everyone to pick out what they might like. Have you ever seen a pack of hungry wolves over a dead animal carcas?Thursday, April 30, 2009
Row by Row Round Robin
The Cave Women have started a round robbin quilt. I haven't made my row. And I might not, I don't know yet. But I did make a strip for Sarahs. Sarah made the red one...all scraps of course! Then Sharon Englund made the blue one and then I made the ugly green one. :-DThe row by row starts out with each quilter making her first row. It can be any width or length and consist of whatever design she wants. In a bag it goes and passed on to the next quilter and they make an equal size row. And then the next quilter and so on. The original quilter gets her bag back with the completed rows ready for her to assemble which ever way she desires.
I don't have pictures of the other ones...but Sharon Englunds is a smaller one with....go ahead and guess....animal prints!
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Cave women who quilt...
Last night was another meeting of the Cave Women quilt group, and as always, a butt load of hilarity!
We now know that Sharon is going to be stuck with us meeting at her house, because we're willing to meet there even when she's not home! She had an emergency dental disaster and had to rush to her super handsome, sweet, funny dentist; but we met at her house anyway.
We just open her door and head to the cave, I didn't even bother yelling "Hello!" to her husband when I let myself in. We even bring some of our own cookies, chocolate and beverages to enjoy in our gayety. Meanwhile Sharon's having some ground up chinese peoples bones put in her mouth and then skin grafts sewn over by the dentist who found the instructions for this technique on the internet that afternoon!
And then don't get Peg started on the subject of dentistry...she wants to go on and on about how painful it is while she offers to show you inside her mouth!
I'm sitting there with my fingers in my ears, rocking back and forth, chanting "Go to your special place, go to your special place..."
READY OR NOT, HERE I COME!
Sharon pulled out her QWASOH quilt piece that she's constructing of a gorgeous Alligator in red sparkly pumps and decides to name her "Betty" after a discussion about the subject at this website:
http://www.bettybeauty.com/
Although Sharon is known for mooning her tie-died underwear in public, nobody confessed this evening if they had designs on their betty's, let alone show them! It doesn't seem to matter if you call it your Vah-jay-jay or burmuda triangle (things get lost?), if you're not happy with the color, you can get a dye job. And let's not even get into 'shape'...let me just say the brazilian is out and mowing the lawn is in.
My thoughts?
Same as the dentist: "Get the hell away from there!"
I read a few pages from Carrie Fishers book "Wishful Drinking", totally hilarious book, showed my latest embroidered dish-towel, Kathy was sewing on binding, Sam stitching clamshells, Wendy...what was Wendy doing? Sarah showed us cute pictures of her 17 yo dog Ruthie who was just put down, and Peg kept on bringing up the dentistry subject. Everyone exchanged their Row-blocks, so next month we'll see more creativity on that front. Everyone but me gave Sarah fatquarters of dog fabric. I forgot to bring some.
We now know that Sharon is going to be stuck with us meeting at her house, because we're willing to meet there even when she's not home! She had an emergency dental disaster and had to rush to her super handsome, sweet, funny dentist; but we met at her house anyway.
We just open her door and head to the cave, I didn't even bother yelling "Hello!" to her husband when I let myself in. We even bring some of our own cookies, chocolate and beverages to enjoy in our gayety. Meanwhile Sharon's having some ground up chinese peoples bones put in her mouth and then skin grafts sewn over by the dentist who found the instructions for this technique on the internet that afternoon!
And then don't get Peg started on the subject of dentistry...she wants to go on and on about how painful it is while she offers to show you inside her mouth!
I'm sitting there with my fingers in my ears, rocking back and forth, chanting "Go to your special place, go to your special place..."
READY OR NOT, HERE I COME!
Sharon pulled out her QWASOH quilt piece that she's constructing of a gorgeous Alligator in red sparkly pumps and decides to name her "Betty" after a discussion about the subject at this website:
http://www.bettybeauty.com/
Although Sharon is known for mooning her tie-died underwear in public, nobody confessed this evening if they had designs on their betty's, let alone show them! It doesn't seem to matter if you call it your Vah-jay-jay or burmuda triangle (things get lost?), if you're not happy with the color, you can get a dye job. And let's not even get into 'shape'...let me just say the brazilian is out and mowing the lawn is in.
My thoughts?
Same as the dentist: "Get the hell away from there!"
I read a few pages from Carrie Fishers book "Wishful Drinking", totally hilarious book, showed my latest embroidered dish-towel, Kathy was sewing on binding, Sam stitching clamshells, Wendy...what was Wendy doing? Sarah showed us cute pictures of her 17 yo dog Ruthie who was just put down, and Peg kept on bringing up the dentistry subject. Everyone exchanged their Row-blocks, so next month we'll see more creativity on that front. Everyone but me gave Sarah fatquarters of dog fabric. I forgot to bring some.
Monday, March 2, 2009
The casualties of quilting...
Quilt group meetings are NEVER boring!
(Never means NIEMALS!)
Our 'Cave Women' group met tonight...let's see, there was a pool of blood, injury to a brick sidewalk, wine consumed, the faint smell of oil paint, orange-cranberry bread, chocolate, a reading of the 1888 blizzard with second by second detail of your eyeballs freezing, a personal injury attorneys wife, and some sock knitting and quilt block pinning going on...
It's never a dull party at Sharon Englunds house. I'm almost speechless about what to write, but all thoughts tonight are on Sarah "Scar-face" Gannett, her forehead, likely concussion, and her new resemblence to Harry Potter sans the nerdy glasses, all because of an injury in the line of quilting.
I can hardly describe her condition without having a sympathy headache! Or maybe it's just the mix of Gladiator wine and oil paint fumes.
Although I have small suspicion that Sarah always wanted to prove that her head is harder than a brick step (myth busted!), I too have fallen in the past and was amazed that it was my face that got damaged...I have other mass that would 'hit first', but my thick head has that whole mass times speed equals velocity and E=MC² or something like that.
The AP is running the story after an anonymous tipster sent in the photos taken at the party showing Sarah holding a glass of wine and fake flowers stuck in the icepack on her head.
It is her story to tell, but she is home safe and sound now...atleast she tells us she's ok. Is denial a symptom of a brain injury? I told her dog Ruthie if anything happens to call 911 and then call me and I'll meet them at the hospital.
Hugs to Sharon too, the hostest who feels terrible about what happened and is wondering when it's 17ºF outside how is she going to chip the blood off the brick without leaving a stain? I'm sure Martha Stewart has advice for that.
Ruthie's calling her attorney.
(Never means NIEMALS!)
Our 'Cave Women' group met tonight...let's see, there was a pool of blood, injury to a brick sidewalk, wine consumed, the faint smell of oil paint, orange-cranberry bread, chocolate, a reading of the 1888 blizzard with second by second detail of your eyeballs freezing, a personal injury attorneys wife, and some sock knitting and quilt block pinning going on...
It's never a dull party at Sharon Englunds house. I'm almost speechless about what to write, but all thoughts tonight are on Sarah "Scar-face" Gannett, her forehead, likely concussion, and her new resemblence to Harry Potter sans the nerdy glasses, all because of an injury in the line of quilting.
I can hardly describe her condition without having a sympathy headache! Or maybe it's just the mix of Gladiator wine and oil paint fumes.
Although I have small suspicion that Sarah always wanted to prove that her head is harder than a brick step (myth busted!), I too have fallen in the past and was amazed that it was my face that got damaged...I have other mass that would 'hit first', but my thick head has that whole mass times speed equals velocity and E=MC² or something like that.
The AP is running the story after an anonymous tipster sent in the photos taken at the party showing Sarah holding a glass of wine and fake flowers stuck in the icepack on her head.
It is her story to tell, but she is home safe and sound now...atleast she tells us she's ok. Is denial a symptom of a brain injury? I told her dog Ruthie if anything happens to call 911 and then call me and I'll meet them at the hospital.
Hugs to Sharon too, the hostest who feels terrible about what happened and is wondering when it's 17ºF outside how is she going to chip the blood off the brick without leaving a stain? I'm sure Martha Stewart has advice for that.
Ruthie's calling her attorney.
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