A pouch, a clutch, and some dog stank eye

My dad is leaving for Poland in a couple days so I snapped to and made some small goodies for my two favorite people in the entire world: my sweet, classy, devoted grandma (“Babcia”) and my over-the-moon phenomenal, kind, hilarious, generous aunt, Jola (pronounced yo-la).  I made them each a quilt last summer, so this year I scaled the gifts down quite a bit.

Pouch for Babcia

My first experiment in designing my own paper piecing pattern. A success!

Gave it an obligatory spritz of Coco inside.  Sure, think it’s weird. But the ladies in my family are perfume lushes and appreciate this more than you know! Sends a little piece of me with the gift when I can’t deliver it myself.

Gathered clutch for Jola

Noodlehead tutorial.  Made with tons of love (but you knew that).

Every flatteringly descriptive word in the dictionary combined wouldn’t do these women justice.  When you get us together we’re a crazy bunch who stays up until 4 a.m. laughing our asses off while catching up on everything we missed since the last visit (actually it’s mostly my mom, my aunt and I who act like teenage girls. My grandma just observes as we make asses out of ourselves and either laughs or shakes her head but can’t leave the room either way. We often laugh at how cute she looks when she falls asleep in her chair, ’cause we’re mature like that). These nights make up some of my absolute best memories.

Lastly, lest we forget: dog stank eye.

Is that…? Is that…?!!!! I’m frozen. Mom I can’t move. I literally am having a heart attack and can’t express my agony. I just died. You sat and watched me die.

You’re not letting me help with the lawn? I didn’t run away last time, I just hopped across the street to see if Walter needed help putting his trash on the curb and found myself running a little farther than expected. And anyway that was ages ago. You’re still holding a grudge? Really, this seems a little extreme.

Have a nice weekend 🙂