Feeling a Little Spaced-Out?

Here's a "SPACED-OUT" quilt for you...

Yes, that's right. Spaced-out Amy Bradley's Planetary Party quilt!

And speaking of spaced-out...

Attending my high school reunion a couple of weeks ago reminded me how much the Vivian of 1978 is quite different than the Vivian of 2008. (yes, that's right! you do the math! It was my 30 year high school reunion!)

When asked at the reunion, "So Vivian, what do you do for a living?"

My answer, "Well, I quilt for a living."

The response, "What, you sew for a living?"

My answer, "Yes, that's right."

Why were they so surprised? You see, Vivian of 1978 was anti-sewing, baking, and all things domestic. Alot's happened since the Vivian of 1978 roamed the halls of Troy High School in Fullerton, CA. Those were the days I lived and breathed Led Zeppelin, The Who and Queen......always looking for any way to have fun. I believed the more puka shells the better. I spent my spare time working on my tan down at the beach. I was pretty spaced-out then...seriously!

I wondered if attending my high school reunion I would have a "Peggy Sue Got Married" experience. You know, pass out on the floor and find myself in 1978. What fun that would have been!

I was not at all like the Peggy Sue character of that film. I think I could relate more to the Michael Fitzsimmons character, the spaced-out beatnic poet. Favorite line: "I'm going to check out of this bourgeois motel, push myself from the dinner table and say, "No more Jell-o for me, mom!" Classic! (Go rent that Francis Ford Coppola movie again. You know you want to!)

This would have been me in 1978. Peace, baby!

That's right. Puka shells make you look cool, but nothing beats a great pair of purple shades!

At the reunion one of my friends said that she remembers me always laughing and smiling...check out these teeth!

Yes, that's right. I was kinda spaced-out...

Here are a few photos of the reunion. Another friend said she remembered the time I hid in the trunk of a car just to see Shawn Cassidy! I said, "Hey, I blogged about that just the other day!" Then I thought...that's the legacy I left? I'm remembered as the girl who hid in the trunk of a car to see Shawn Cassidy??? Pretty pathetic, I'd say!

Seriously though, I look back at those years and can't say I have any regrets. I had so much fun and made such great friends. How blessed I've been! (the spaced-out girl on the left is not so spaced-out anymore...here I am with my good friends Karen and Kathleen.) Peace baby!

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PS: On the Amy Bradley quilt you see, I switched to some variegated YLI thread. Tension problems solved! My longarm is happy. And when my longarm is happy, then Vivian is happy too!