Good morning dear Internets. At my watch it is a little after 7am. According to Harold Camping, we only have 11 hours left before the end of the world begins.
I guess, then, that it was appropriate for me to finish this project yesterday. It is for a friend's son First Communion. I'm getting better closing up these head pins, that I think I am ready to make a full size rosary.
I am very fascinated by the end of days. The nannies that took care of me when I was young had tabloids with them that spelled out the end of days, almost monthly. Pictures of Jesus were all over the front pages, calling sinners to repent before Judgement Day. Even as young as 7 or 8, I remember starting a bucket list of things I wanted to do before Jesus came to get me. But of course I wouldn't be left behind to suffer, I was a good girl!
I do have to say that despite Harold Camping's absolute ridiculous-osity (because this prophecy deserves its own crazy spelling), it does give one pause to evaluate their place in the world. Let's admit it, shall we, that even the most cynical person has thought of even for a second of where they think they will be at the end of days (religious or otherwise). Will you be up/or down/or sideways or where the good people are, or will you be pulling a cart and scrounging for food with a blackened face as Cormac Mcarthy has depicted in The Road.
I personally hope that I am pulled up to the Good Place, since I have no survival skills except for cooking. And sewing, as we all know, since this is a part craft blog and all. That's it - I can sew clothes! And knit hats for when its a nuclear wasteland and it's freezing everyday.
Well, folks, if this is my last day on Earth, just know that it's been great knowing you. I was planning on showing pictures of our get together here at my home of the NOVA Modern Quilt Guild which is supposed to happen tomorrow - oh, well...
I hope you all have a great day, since, of course, it will be the last normal day ever.