Done, Done, Done


Wrapping things up feels so good. I feel so accomplished. I should be received a Gold Medal any day now.

I’ve made some adjustments in my life.

  • Spend less time on the computer. Check.
  • Watch less television. Check.
  • Spend more time reading the books in my library queue. Check.
  • Stick to my Slim Fast diet. Check.
  • Go outside more often. Check.
  • Write in my journal more often. Check.
  • Finish up all those WIP’s. Almost check.

Yes. Almost.

Project #1: Slow going. (No pun intended.)

Sheldon the Turtle

Yarn: KnitPicks Green Apple and Grass

Needles: US 3’s and 4’s, Crochet Hook US C

Notions: 8mm black safety eyes

Project #2: The stashbuster.

Feather Cable Cowl

Yarn: Karabella Margrite, I only had one skein of this but wanted to use it for something. I ended up doing 6 repeats of the pattern instead of 8 repeats.

Project #3: A gift.

Pattern: Baby Chalice Blanket

Yarn: Red Heart Eco Ways in Aquarium, took about three skeins to get a blanket that measures approximately 34 x 38.

Now I can get back to my regularly sheduled program. Cause I am done.


Cut and Sew, Cut and Sew

For some manic reason I decided to finish the Fresh Squeeze Quilt after a lot of cutting, measuring, sewing, remeasuring, (at least 4 more times because some blocks where totally a smidgen off in measurements), undoing seams, measuring, and re-sewing. More measuring for the borders. Researching the right backing. Quilting. Lots of quilting. All of this had been done for the last two weeks. Yet it sat idly near the the sewing machine. Whether out of depression or anticipation or maybe sheer laziness on my part it sat.

And then in the midst of peace and quiet in the afternoon, I decided to make the binding on a whim. Of course, with those impromptu feelings and plans came a bit of a disaster. I disregarded the usual rules when making continuous strips of binding. Rather than attach each of the strips perpendicularly, like you are suppose to, I attached them same edges together. Which I realize is harder to explain written/verbally than it is to explain visually.) In the end, I undid the seams and did them correctly.

I stayed awake until 1 a.m. machine sewing and then hand sewing the binding.

Overall I’m 90% happy with this quilt. Of course, I know my own mistakes and unless you look for them carefully no one would probably notice. Except for the sharp eagles eyes of a professional quilter.

Folded up nice and neat, (this will be the only time I’m sure):

The contrast of the quilt top with the backing fabric and the binding:

I’m not too happy about the orange fabric I used for the binding. Shawn accompanied me, (I say accompany because he never really goes willingly to the fabric shop), and helped me narrow down my choices. I thought that the solid red would have done better, but when looking at the quilt next to the orange…well it just made sense. (That and I always ask Shawn what he thinks when it comes to color choice, for example: bedroom wall colors, clothing, yarn, fabric, etc. Usually I ended up picking the one he doesn’t like the best which I think really bothers him. Well, he insisted with the orange even though I was apprehensive. But I digressed and put a little bit of faith in him. God love him, but I should have gone with the watermelon red.

Finishing this quilt has made me feel like it’s the end of summer though we still have a few weeks, “officially”. What’s strange is that the weather yesterday afternoon and today have been questionably cooler than the past few weeks. Should I take this as a sign and make plans for a Fall quilt? Well, as much as I would like to start one I have plans for making a Log Cabin quilt because in addtion to a certain someone inspired me and because I just bought a great copy of a Quilt In a Day book that focuses on Log Cabin patterns only.

There will be a lot of quilt making going on in the next few weeks and for that I’m grateful.

All Snuggly

I know most of you know about my journey on embarking how to sew. Well, at least the frustrations. Sewing is not easy. Sewing isn’t really even just sewing. It’s cutting templates, measuring, ironing, measuring, washing fabric, measuring. The reality is simple – there is very little sewing involved in the actual process of making an item. It’s not like knitting where you are constantly making stitches into a fabric. No, using the machine is such a little part of that process.

So I’m sure a few of you could understand my frustration that little hands have touched and tortured played with the pretty little shiny knobs and buttons. And you could understand my frustration that it seems ever since I got home from the hospital my common sense button doesn’t seem to be working. As knitters, you swatch for gauge. This can certainly solve many problems before working relentlessy on a pattern and then realizing, “Oh, I could make a tent out of this!”. No. With sewing you should always put a practice piece in, just to make sure your tension is correct.

Well I didn’t. Two halves of the blanket later I realized my bobbin thread was way off kilter. Do you know what it’s like to take a tiny seam ripper and rip out thousands of stitches. There is no knitting equivalent to 12 stitches to the inch with machine quilting thread. None. That night I dove right in and got nothing but trouble.

I eventually did get the stitches out and tried again. This time, success! It certainly wasn’t the easiest thing, but I’m happy that I finally¬† got Scout’s blanket done, considering I’d started it right before Christmas and that was the time I broke the gear shift.

And it looks like Scout likes her blankie too:


The fleece and linen Pooh Bear I got from the fabric collection that JoAnn’s carries. And the blue/yellow/white plaid cotton is from Beverly’s Fabrics.

My new mission: Find the pearl/crystal bracelet I was working on because Scout took and hid it. I’ve already checked the toilet, under the couches, in between the couch cushions, behind the DVD and bookshelves, in my yarn stash, in the garbage, in the laundry, in the washroom, behind the mattress, in the sheets/blankets, under the file cabinet, behind the computer, in my fabric stash, in all of our shoes…where else could it be?