Anyway, this is what some poor little girl is going to receive as a visitor gift and I hope she doesn't notice my quilting (which quite frankly looks like scribble). Because here's the truth, I still have an entire box of quilts that people gave to me while I was at Shriners. Some of the quilts were from family and some were given to me off of the quilt shelf in the hospital. There's one in particular that has handprints on it and I remember the nurse noticing my obsession with it and telling me that I could take it home...I was so excited! I don't know why I loved it so much, but I did and then there's another one that Betsy made for me and in the corner where they all signed their names, there are scribble marks from my once toddler niece...so I'm hoping my boys can pass a little of this love along.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
I have NO idea what I'm doing!
Join me won't you? As I embarrass myself terribly and bare my quilting soul. I have this project that's waiting for me in my sewing pile and it's a super-fantistic one for market, but it involves just a tinsy-bit of quilting. And since I've never actually quilted in my whole entire life, I thought maybe I'd practice. And amongst my practicing, I decided that I would make a quilt for my boys to take to Shriners and donate to a little girl (because it's black and pink of course). I was quite frightened to discover that I had enough black and white scraps to make an entire quilt...I mean really? I think that's like border-line obsession. I should really cut back.
Posted by Tiffany at 11:22 PM