This weekend I'm in Georgia for an old friend's wedding. I remember being younger, daydreaming with Cyndi about moving far away for college, meeting new people, seeing brand new places, and never looking back. It's funny how the looking back that seems so uncool and ill advised when you're young becomes the anchor that holds you steady as you get older. The farther away from home you get, the more you feel the need to glance back, however briefly. This weekend will be one of those glances.
1. For this wedding, I decided to make a quilt as the gift. Cut to this week, and I'm still scrambling to pull it all together. They live in Texas, so I could technically just send it to them after, but I knew that without a pressing deadline, I might not ever finish. So I finished it. It's not technically a quilt, but I'm still proud of this blanket with its quilted top. I hope they like it.
Elise). (That is, when there isn't a new Following episode on Hulu.)