I'm still not feeling the love with the windmill quilt. If my house was burning down I'd take the risk and grab this quilt as I was running from the flames just so I could chuck in the path of the oncoming fire. I forced myself to sew it today because WIP's hurt my feelings and I have three I'd like to get finished before the year ends. It would be so nice to start the new year with a clean quilting slate.
This week I added the border.
I was going to add a coloured border after that but it seemed like a lot of work for something I'm not in love with and that I'm only finishing so I can cross it off my list. So I cut my losses...
I'm about half way through piecing the back ...
I made the binding ..
My theory is that things are UFO's in the first place because your inner self knows you don't like them. We should all listen to our inner voices. Unless they're telling you to kill people.
Miss P and I went op shopping Friday afternoon . Aside from some bargains for future crafty pursuits and a new pair of Eeyore pyjamas I picked up this little gem...it had a twin that I resisted. It needs a decent clean which I'll get to... eventually. This photo really doesn't do the subtle colours justice.
The sewing room is finished. Creativity can start occurring again.
I found previously unseen Oreo's at the discount food store...I got so excited in the middle of the store, that people were ushering their small children away from me like I was a crazy lady. I've finally found an oreo I dont like- Blueberry Icecream flavour. Blerk. Seriously disgusting. I think they got sent to Australia because nobody north of the equator likes them either.
And you know when you get a great idea, and you plot and plan, and you research? You do the work and when it's time for the unveiling ...sometimes good craft projects and wickedly fabulous ideas just turn to shit. Such was the case with my window painted blackboard above the pantry door. The paint scratches off everytime I touch it with chalk which is a rather unfortunate thing for a chalkboard to do really....back to the drawing board for this project. I'm sure I can make it work.
And they were my weekend highlights. How was your weekend ?
P.S. Mr. P picked up some work for next week. I'm doing the happy dance.