Welcome to Wisconsin in May

As many of you know, we are in the midst of a winter storm.  Yep.  May 2 and May 3.  Record amounts.  The ice is still on the lake, now covered with snow.  Fishing opener is tomorrow.  I have on a fish necklace today to commemorate.  I had a mini reunion planned yesterday, today and tomorrow with some of  my old neighbors from way back.  We were going to catch up, craft, eat, drink, laugh.  Mother Nature decided to prevent this from happening, so I am trying to keep my dauber up. I am working on finishing a quilt for my mom for Mother's Day, and quickly pieced up a few squares for another twin sized quilt.  I am using up things I have, as promised, but the fabric bins don't seem any leaner.  Neither do I.  I have been drowning my sorrows in Brandy Old Fashions, Island White Chocolate Coconut Macadamia Nut Cookies, and Rotten Banana Bread (the bread is actually very good - the bananas that make the best bread, as you know, look very close to rotten!).  Someday, in the far, far, future, the sidewalks will not be slippery and I can go for a walk and maybe burn up some calories.  So, what does the above picture mean, other than Wisconsin is covered in snow?  On our travels West and South, we greatly enjoy being "welcomed" to each state.  Some states have very  nice signs, Wisconsin being one of them.  Some states have small, plain, signs that make us feel as if we are not really welcomed at all.  I get upset if I have accidentally slept through a state crossing and often wish that I had started taking pictures of the signs over these past years.  As I was pinning the quilt for my mom, I had the great idea of printing out pictures of all the state signs off the internet and making a collage.  I may even try to put them in somewhat of the position that their state is - Maine to the far, upper right, Washington to the far, upper left.  How cute would that be on a wall with framed maps, or maybe with a quilt of the United States of America?!  A quilt?  Yes.  My map quilt is finally going to market!  It is called Modern America, and I will show you a picture as soon as I get the go-ahead.  Jerilynn