New Lovers...

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. 

No problem. 

Sewed again.

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.