This is my Scalloped Curves Class quilt. Me and the boys had fun picking out the colors at the quilt shop. It is a baby size quilt, but I didn’t need a quilt of that size at the moment (I know, blasphemy), but I did need a skirt around the vanity in my guest bathroom that’s getting a facelift right now. Why am I redoing the bathroom that is actually painted and halfway decent when there is another bathroom in need of TLC, my boys bedroom that needs painting and decorating, AND finishing up the organizing in my Craft room all waiting for my attention??? I don’t know. No Idea. Well, maybe this had something to do with it…
After making this for Wyatt, I just had to make one for Redding too with the leftover fabrics from his quilt. Tre Scrappy No? I used the para-cord that Alan bought for me at the army-navy surplus as the drawstring and some goofy red sparkly ancient Christmas fabric for the lining.
And because I got to this step of creating much too late at night, I was taken by the idea to do FMQ on the two panels of the bag thereby needing to sew it together with French seams. I don’t know. I just don’t know. In the end it worked out ok, and I squared of the bottom corners of the bag like a tote with a bitty 1″ seam and tacked the resulting triangle excess down to the bottom of the bag.
I’ll give it to Redding with a little something inside on Wyatt’s birthday in April when I give Wyatt his bag. Why on Wyatt’s birthday? Well, when we were little, Mom always got each of us a little present on our sister’s (sisters’? sister’s’s? I have two sisters) birthday. It was nice to not feel forgotten while still enjoying celebrating a sister’s birthday. I think I’ll continue the tradition with our boys while they’re young like Mom did for us. So, for a first, I already have some of the birthday presents ready A WHOLE MONTH in advance. I also got all the stuff for Easter baskets at the store yesterday. Mwhahahaha! I’m so on top of things right now!!! Don’t worry. It won’t last long. Those statements/thoughts tend to jinx me.
Funny story: While leaving the house yesterday, I was walking down my hall and turned to go into the kitchen. I wear glasses so I don’t have a full range of vision. Case and Point. I turn to go into the kitchen and from beneath my glasses I see something large and black charge my feet. I know what this thing is even though I can’t see it. It’s another $)&%#$ &^$%&*( ROACH. As previously stated, I don’t have little Roaches in my House. No. They are all BIG OLE 3″ suckers. Tonight I saw a little one at about 2″, but that’s not the norm. So the thing charges me and I have been trying to wrangle children out the door and am already fit to be tied, I’ve got Wyatt on my hip and I start dancing because as you know, I’ve had these suckers run across my feet before, and It’s just not pleasant. Redding starts laughing at me and telling me “mommom’s so silly! It’s a big ole (which sounds like bagel when he says it) bug!!!” Then I realize I have to kill it, so I start stomping around like made trying to see where it went, and I thought I got it, but because I was looking underneath the bottom rim of my glasses the floor is blurry, and I must’ve missed it. A furious search ensues, but the bugger escaped. I throw the kids in the car listening to Redding asking me “Mommom get the dead bug?” Bugs are referred to as dead in my house even if they’re still alive, because it’s only a matter of time before they’re exterminated with a shoe.
Just like that 3″ roach found out when he was waiting on the wall of my shower for me in Round 2. But my big strong shoe wielding Man was home then. HA HA! Dead Bug.