Chelan…as a Batchlorette
- August 13th, 2010
- By Diane
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After one day of being alone after Fernando went to Camaroon, and since I’m still pretty much unemployed, I decided that I couldn’t handle two more weeks of lonliness. I called up my padres and they told me to come party hardy in Chelan with them. My only reservation about going…tickets cost over $800! Luckily, I have a very nice daddy with alot of frequent flyer miles who hooked me up with first class tickets! (my very first time ever flying first class. Did you know they get hot nuts as a snack?)
So the next day…after a slight mishap–sleeping in and missing my 7 am direct flight to Seattle (I accidentally set the weekend alarm…stupid iHome), I was able to leave Houston at noon and make it to Seattle by nightfall by way of a 5 hour layover in Minneapolis (which by the way, is where I regrettably splurged and bought a book in a store other than Amazon or Half Price…The Host by Stephenie Meyer…a most unfortunate waste of time and money.)
I then continued my 3 hour journey to Lake Chelan by car (the bum was definitely tired of being sat on).
We went golfing up at Bear Mountain and for only golfing once a year, I wasn’t half bad if I might say so myself.

I moved the sewing machine outside and sewed in my swimsuit and got tan at the same time. The best of both worlds. Here is the completed charm quilt. Momo’s Freebird.

My mom requested some pot holders for her kitchen, so I made some hexagons with the quilt scraps. I don’t know how many of these I’ll make. They are extremely time consuming, and I’m not a huge fan of hand stitching.
Well, I’m off to the fabric store for some cute prints that I can’t go back to Houston without.






























