Showing posts with label Wonky Block Quilt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wonky Block Quilt. Show all posts

Sunday, October 02, 2011

The "I Haven't Been Quilting My Butt Off" Post

There hasn't been a lot of sewing of current projects going on here this weekend. I spent Friday with Miss and Little P at my sister's and then was back there yesterday for Grand Final. Collingwood got pasted. I just want to say that out loud because I was going for Geelong. 

Apparently it's rude to take your sewing machine to other people's houses when you're supposed to be socialising so I had to take some hand stitching. That meant starting another new project (that would be number 8 in my current queue)  I'll do a round up of current projects later this week because even I'm starting to lose track of what I have on the go and what needs to be done.

The eventual plan for these blocks is for them to be a part of a much bigger quilt with flowers and butterflies and 9 patches in 30's repro fabric. I am still at the concept stage because I had to bang together something to do 10 minutes before I went out to my sisters yesterday, so this hasn't had a lot of thought yet.



I got the urge this weekend to use some of my other creative talents and wandered out shopping and bought about 100 bucks worth of scrap booking supplies. We'll see what eventuates from this lot.


The wonky block top is half together. I'm really liking how this is turning out. Let's hope nephew No 2 does too. I don't think I've uttered one profane word yet while making this. Spooky- and most unlike me.  


And a bit of retail therapy today with a Spotlight gift car yielded the perfect binding for the brown and Blue quilt . Of course I got it home and realised I already have some of that blue and white dot in my stash but that doesn't mean I love it any less. 


And the perfect backing for the Merry Go Round Quilt. I love it when I get things on HUGE sale. Half price! They'll be able to see this quilt from deep space without the aid of the Hubble telescope. 


I'm hoping tomorrow which is a public holiday (yay a free day off !) provides an opportunity for some actual sewing to get done although it's been relaxing being a bit slack for a change.

Monday, September 26, 2011

Starting Number 6

It's Monday again. Back to the daily grind for another week. Why do weekends go by in the blink of an eye and the equivalent number of working days seem to drag on forever? Chocolate for whoever comes up with the best answer that doesn't involve complicated scientific theory. My head can't cope with complicated.

I had a productive weekend of sewing and got a stack of things done. More on that on tomorrow. In the meantime I want so share a sneak peek of a quilt I started this weekend that's on my list to finish by the end of the year.


This one is for nephew number 2 who not so subtly reminded me on Friday night that I made his brother a quilt and he wants one too. I've been planning this one for a while and it's easy peasy. Saturday morning it was a pile of fat quarters and as of Sunday lunchtime only 5 blocks stood between me and starting to put a quilt top together. That's my kind of quilt! I was a bit dubious that I'd be grooving on the colour scheme or the fact it's all solids but so far so good.


I stepped out of my comfort zone this past week and signed up for my first ever swap. Kat is hosting a scrappy swap and it looked like a low stress , fun swap. I stress out at the the thought of swaps . My internal dialogue runs something like this "What if what I make is crap? What if the recipient hates it? What if I don't send enough and my partner thinks I'm mingy?". Kat's swap has rules on not going overboard so it was perfect. Now I just have to get over my Flickr fear.... and suck up enough courage to make a mosaic.



My Dad is still in the hospital and no word yet on when he might be coming home. We totally busted the "2 visitors at a time rule" when visiting him today. At one stage we had 8 people in his room and played musical chairs for three hours with the two whole chairs they provided. When the Pyjamas clan get together we're none too quiet either.  I bet that comes as shock to all of you. That kind of normality probably aided my Dad's recovery no end.