about the moose
About the Moose
I live with my husband and son north of Dallas, TX. Our son is currently in High School (obviously we need to get new family pictures taken) and he absolutely loves marching band and all things trumpet. He has a custom made Moose quilt on his bed that he designed himself! I can't wait to see what kinds of creative gifts come about in him as an adult. My husband and I have been married since 2000 and we love to go on adventures together when time allows. We love 20 mile bike rides, and long adventurous hikes in the Smoky Mountains.
I was definitely created to create and it truly brings me joy to do so. I would love to work with you to create the very thing about which you've been dreaming. Even if you don't see your project idea listed, contact me anyway and let's dream big together. I love a good challenge!
Why the name "Moose"?
When I was a kid I used to watch Kaptain Kangargoo. It was absolutely one of my favorite shows. To me, the best part was that crazy moose and all those ping pong balls. Eventually my dad started to call me Moose and it stuck. Even my nieces and my nephew call me Moose! When he was small (he's 7" taller than I am now!) he was nicknamed "Mini Moose." We just love to moose-around over here I guess!
How did I learn to quilt?
My mom and my grandmother loved to sew. They both made clothing and bags and ornaments and #allthethings while I was young. I was a tomboy and hated anything with lace, buttons, and especially anything that required wearing shoes other than my tennies! I have at least progressed to wearing things with buttons as an adult but I still love a great pair of tennis shoes. Mom and Granny tried to teach me to sew multiple times but I had hoops to shoot and bases to run and was over it with pins and threads. That just wasn't my idea of fun. There was a "sewing room" in every home we lived in while I was growing up, but I typically only went in there for hugs, bandaids, and permission to hang out with my friends. Sorry, mom!
When my Granny passed away she left mountains of fabric and probably 25 incomplete projects. She also had a sewing machine that was still somewhat new. When my mom cleaned out Granny's apartment she decided to keep the machine and a huge box of fabric ... for me. You can imagine my surprise when she brought those things to my house! They quickly found a home in the back of the closet in my home office.
But the Lord works in mysterious ways because just a few years later I went through a very difficult time medically and was forced to quit my job. One day while I was feeling sad and frustrated, I walked by the closet in my home office and saw that machine and that box of fabric just sitting there. I said in my best teenager scoff "I could make a quilt if I wanted to."
So I did.
YouTube is a beautiful thing when you're trying to teach yourself how to do something. We have even repaired our washing machine with the help of YouTube! But there are some things YouTube cannot teach, and alas I had to call my mom for help. After I ate an entire humble pie, I called and the conversation went something like this:
Me: Hey mom, I need your help with something. I made a quilt top but I can't figure out why it won't come together correctly and I can't figure out what "basting" means and how to do it.
Me: Mom? Are you there?
Mom: Uhhhh, can you please repeat that? I thought you just said you made a QUILT TOP?!?!
So my gracious mom HAPPILY came over and taught me about the importance of things such as:
winding a bobbin correctly
using a quarter-inch foot
the importance of cleaning your machine
cutting on a straight line
using tools created for quilting (kitchen scissors need not apply)
why sewing scissors aren't to be used for cutting paper (I admit it, mom. I absolutely used your sewing scissors on paper when I was a kid ... and maybe even when I was a teen ... ok FINE, maybe even in my 20's)
keeping your backing taught
math, math, math, math, and then more math to make sure your project turns out right
and she even showed me just how fancy Granny's machine was and what a gift it was to have received it
From there I honed my skills, tried new projects, and have continued to push the envelope as often as possible. I have grown to love quilt fabric stores, I can pick out things with horrible stitching versus beautiful stitching, and I can't ever seem to have enough projects in progress at the same time. Oh the irony!
I would have loved to have been able to quilt WITH my Granny and my mom, but what I appreciate is that they let me come around in my own time. I try to use that same parenting skill with my own son and it. is. so. hard. The older I get, the more I appreciate the patience my mother had with me! I love it when my mom comes over and we putter around in my sewing room, or when I go see her and we putter around in hers! We both have different sewing passions and it's fun to pick up a sewing tool at her house and say "what IS this thing?" and learn something new!
So that's my story. I am a "push the envelope" kind of girl and I like to prove to myself and others that I can achieve big creative things! I dream big, and I don't give up until projects meet my lofty expectations.