My son has been playing hockey since he was 5(he is now 20) hence hockeymom

this is fun and great to here you story, happy memories. My grandchildren call me Nunny, short version of Italian Nonna and Jo is short for Joanna. So there you have it my quilting friends.

Before the accident, I bed, lived with and showed Basenjis using the kennel name 'Rugosa'
Tat name was chosent years ago because I love gardening, and Rugose is the latin botannical name for wrinkled leaves on the Rugosa Rose, and since basenis have 'wrinkles on their forehead' the 2 just went together. The Rugosa Rose is also more of a natural, somewhat ntamed rose, a perfect name for a basenji. n fact my firwst show dog, and start of my breeding line, was named Rugosa Rose

When my husband and I retired and moved to the northern sierras, our property has lots of deer roaming on it, so the name deerhaven. The number 3, is because someone else had the ID deerhaven already.

Thank you for you dedication to an often misunderstood creature!

Mine's boring too. Just my first initial for Kaye, and my last name -- Kaye Allen. But I liked the way Kallen sounded. This is a fun post to read.

I suppose I did have a patient mother. She had a very hard life. I won't go into details here, but it began with enduring a military occupation in Europe, having the family farm conscripted and my grandmother forced to serve as a cook for the officers while my mother, suffering from scarlet fever, had to sleep in a trunk in the kitchen. Grandfather was here in the US, but didn't send for them for 18 long years. Life in the US was better, but not all roses. I was a menopause surprise and my poor mother probably thought she was done with at least part of her toils.

I truly believe that having a daughter who was such a free spirit gave her the permission to step out of the drudgery and explore her own creative side. Or maybe she was just too tired to get upset at that point in time. Late in her life she became an accomplished artist and musician - frivolities that life did not permit her to experience.

Yes, she let a lot slide, but her eyes opened to another side of life. Years later a childhood friend told me how envious she was of our family because we left the dishes to dry in the dish rack after supper rather than dry them and put them away immediately -- so we'd have time to go outside and watch the sun set or listen to a mocking bird's song.

So, perhaps you wouldn't have been around, but here I am - living the legacy of a mother who came to see life a little differently so late in life.

Oh such sweet memories! My name is Barbara but my sister could not pronounce that so it changed to a nickname...hence Bobbie. Bobbie1 result of someone else using Bobbie on the board.

Love your name. but now I can tell you I am older than that. Keep quilting. Good name.

Love all the stories and explainations.
Guess I better explain mine and can only regret that I didn't some up with a "lint" roller before someone else did.
As we all know when you come out of a sewing session (short or long), you can and/or will be "Covered in Threads". My DH swears that lose threads follow me everywhere - I've come out of grocery stores and pharmacies to find him picking off loose threads - gees! So when I started writing articles for our local quilt some 5 years ago on events, travels and creations I knew I needed something special to close with hence the use of "Covered in Threads". I feel it does the job nicely in closing out articles I write and in describing my happiness when I'm in my sewing room.