I have 'fond' (those are air quotes) memories in the past of people pronouncing "I'm leaving!" in a huff, while taking a big pause at the metaphorical door (these are online communities we're talking about here, so all doors are metaphorical) to see if anyone cried out "Noooo! Don't leave us!"
There's a difference between doing what I just described, and recognizing that you are overloaded and distracted and just pulling the plug without telling anyone ahead of time.
The baby quilt for Chris and Sheila, made with the leftovers from Discothèque plus fabric they had on-hand. I promise I'll put a better photo here when I'm further along...
I recognize that St. Patrick's Day, the day of gluttonous boozahol-ing, is perhaps the wrong day to announce this, but I would like to make a proclamation to my friends: STOP HAVING SEX. I know it's fun and all, but Tenzing wants you to know that he can no longer churn out the baby quilts fast enough to keep up with my rapidly-multiplying set of friends, because you know what it's driven us to do? Yep: take a longarm quilting class.
This is not a real update. This is a set of three photos carefully constructed as a plausible update.
This is the next-to-last night I'll have to work on Das Blinkenlights, as I have a four-hour appointment with a longarm quilter on Saturday morning. Regardless of what the quilt thinks, she's going under the needle on Saturday because Sheila is NOT getting any less pregnant by the day.
I have never before had to say, "I think I accidentally made a quilt top today." A minor leg injury led to me wanting to stay home and stay off my leg, so what do I do? Pull out my giant bag of scrap fabric strips from equilter.
I've been fascinated by string quilts for a while, but lots of them look alike. I wanted to do something a little bit different. It occurred to me that the piles of fabric strips were the equivalent of crayons in a box ... and off I went.
Current plan is to sash these blocks generously, and probably in white.
My quote from yesterday: "I think I accidentally made a quilt top today." The short story: I did something to my right leg on Saturday - seems like a minor quadriceps strain - and since Jeff was out of state all weekend, I opted to stay home and stay off my leg to let it rest.
Idle minds...
...find the equilter scrap bag and say, OOOOH I WONDER WHAT TROUBLE I COULD GET INTO -- LOOK! COLORS!
On Friday afternoon, Jacob introduced me to Penrose tilings, which were entirely new to me. I was completely fascinated, running off in a multitude of directions to learn about things like 'aperiodic tilings' and tile patterns in Islamic architecture, and by Saturday I was hooked.
