Did you have a good weekend?
I had a good weekend.
At least, it started out good.
I figured I would make the back for the Terry Pratchett quilt. Has to be done, right?
Has to be easier than the front, right?
Oh. My. Lord.
I laid out fabrics. I cut and sewed. Then I ripped, because I had sewn the wrong sides together.
AND RIPPED AGAIN!!!
I swear, that quilt and I were NOT in sync.
After a while, when I found myself swearing uncontrollably, I finally went to the adjoining room to watch TV. But I could feel him staring at me. Feel his accusing glare as he lay across the bed. I gave him sideways glances, trying to not make eye contact. Trying to play it cool. But he just laid there, in his passive aggressive way, mocking me with his 3/4 finished back.
But it was not to be.
I finally folded him up and put him away.
We're having a trial separation.
So I thought I'd take advantage of this time to see other people.
I chopped up my Oh Cherry Oh! fabrics
Aren't those the cutest?
Ignore the loose threads.
Like a fresh breath of spring. Or summer. Whichever.
Like a 40's housewife putting on her apron.
I had thought to applique some cherries in the white square, but now I'm not sure. It might look kind of busy.
I'm sure Terry's back and I will make up soon. He's got to get to the longarm quilter. The Hawaiian quilt will be headed that way tomorrow.
I just have to be in the right frame of mind.
When I first started quilting, I read a lot about the traditions and superstitions. One of them, I think a Hawaiian tradition, said that you should never work on a quilt angry or upset, because you would transfer those feelings to the quilt.
I don't want him to be angry.
I'll buy him some nice new threads and maybe get some flowers. Put on some happy music.
I hope he'll take me back.