Sunday, October 16, 2011

Sleeping on It

Sleeping on it can help a situation. Actually, I don't know that any situation is configured like a bed, or a couch, or a wide stretch of upturned nails. So, sleeping on it - the proverbial "it"- is still undefined. I went to bed last night, read several more pages of the book I am to present this morning and eventually slept. So, for all purposes I slept on a bed. But I woke up this morning with an answer to a situation that presented itself yesterday. (Yes, I finished the reading and I've already outlined my presentation - get off my case. (Someone is "on" my case? Are they standing or sitting on my case? Is my case a briefcase? Is it leather or canvas? Is it more of a messenger bag? Is this ADD?)

The situation that arose yesterday is that I do not have enough flowered red fabric to complete the quilt (see yesterday's photo). I bought the fabric at least five years ago. The chances of finding it again are getting slimmer by the day, even if it is a staple fabric style of the times . I prefer not to spend my money on more fabric. I'm going out of town later this week and I'd like to spread my money around these couple of states - boost the economy if you will. I've opened boxes to see what kind of fabics I have stashed away. From that exercise I learned I don't have any "stash" (as the quilting community calls it). I decided the quilt will not get finished any time soon and off I went to read my book for today and fall asleep.

First thoughts of the morning can be grand. First thoughts. I love first thoughts. They are insightful, even if it is not altogether pleasant. Like the time several years ago I heard my boss call to me in the most aggravated tone I could imagine. In any case...first thought this morning is that I have plenty, and I mean plenty, of blue jean fabric to cut more circles and the red flowered fabric can be used as the center or the edges as highlight and "pop" rather than throughout the quilt.

In other words, I may still finish this quilt this soon as I get back from this book presentation. (I do like my the very least, it is interesting to me.)

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Quilt in a Weekend - Part Deux

Yep, another quilt in a weekend. This one must be finished by Friday night as I am flying out on Saturday morning to Wisconsin to present this to another daughter I picked up on this walk through life. Actually it is for her six month old daughter. A grandchild of sorts that I have never met. It's a baby blanket that I hope she wears out through her youth.I have been informed that there is to be no pink included in any of this young girl's accessories.
But red is the color of happiness and fortune through life. I hope to post a finished baby blanket by Monday.

Of course, I can't do anything without having another side project going on as well. Tomorrow is book club and as facilitator I have three chapters to read and prepare a presentation for. I must like deadlines and stress. I certainly work under enough of them.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Challenges are just that

Challenges are just that...a challenge. I didn't make it to finishing the quilt in 30 days. Today again I am putting together the pieces that I can. It was a rocky start this morning as I was not looking forward to re-sewing pieces I had already done. But, once I got started...hey, it was nice to be working at this project again.It helped that football is on television. I can zone out or not to the sound of the commentators. I did quit sewing altogether during the final two minutes (truly the best part of any close game) and sat in front of the television; close enough that if my mother had been here she would have told me to back up, I'll hurt my eyes.

Maybe the photo above is unremarkable. But to me it is sewn sections. I still find it disappointing that after all this sewing the finished product will be so small. And I scared Kate today by telling her this project belongs on a wall, not on her bed. Her whole face fell and it reminded me that once I give this to her it is hers. It is a gift. If she puts it on her bed...well, the quilt is hers, go ahead. Knock yourself out, baby. Love you.