So, at my house when socks and things go missing, we say that the Underpants Gnome took them. This was my late husband Derrick’s version of comedy that stuck. Gosh I miss him. He was hilarious. So, we don’t have the Sock Fairy stealing socks, but the Underpants Gnome. Let me tell you, he is hungry because I have an enormous bag of un-mated socks and underwear with holes (They couldn’t be because they are 10 years old).
So, when I felt slightly guilty about the Fabric package in the mail, I decided that I would blame the Fabric Gnome. I like him way better than the underpants Gnome. He left me this fabulous pile of batiks from Hancock’s of Paducah.
So, the folded pile is a sample pack. There are 40 pieces at least 14×18 (most nearly fat quarters). It was $19.99. Holy Cow. They are very lovely and luxurious. There a few duplicates, but I won’t complain. Such a steal. I am having a difficult time not going and buying more, especially since they sent me a 15% off coupon after that order. The other pieces are one yards that were $3.99.
Odd thing, I love batiks, but have only made a couple of small baby quilts. I got these with the plan of making myself a quilt. How weird is that? I already have a jelly Roll and was looking for a few others. This will be perfect.
Beware of the Underpants Gnome
Invite the Fabric Gnome in
As I go through the many many boxes of miscellaneous quilt boxes (like it’s Christmas for me). I am coming across projects that I started and never finished for whatever reason.
I could guess that this never got finished because, well, I got pregnant and my daughter was born. I am sure that is why I know that I started this quilt in 2003. I am not sure I remember why. The colored part is actually one piece of fabric with all the multi colored batiks. I sometimes can’t remember what I ate for lunch, but I remember that I bought this not in the quilting fabric area. It was actually in the clothing fabric area. Weird the things you remember. I most likely remember because I thought it was interesting and since it was not in the quilting fabric, it was way less expensive. I love a bargain. It is high quality fabric too.
Now to the odd issues. So, the black in this quilt is defiantly 100% cotton, but the fabric seams weak. I had a couple of seems that were previously torn out (like 13 years ago).. When i resewed these seams the fabric just fell apart. It happened on a couple of pieces. So, then I took a square to see how easy it would come apart if pulled at both sides. It was way to easy. With my rheumatoid arthritis, I would expect me not to be able to pull apart (not tear) a Piece of fabric by holding one edge in each hand and pulling. So, I have a concern that this quilt is just going to fall apart. Nearly all of the squares are done, so I feel compelled to complete it.
Has anyone ever experienced anything like this? it does not appear that any bugs or anything got to the fabric, so I am at a loss. I would appreciate any insight, because it sort of pretty and would be a shame to have to lose it. Thanks.
Treasure your Family
I made this table runner for my own table. I usually don’t make much for myself, but it seems odd to be a quilter and not have quilted stuff all over your house. It is an interesting batik and I was not appalled at my quilting this time. When I did the quilting, I was sort of thinking/going for snow drifts. It came out all right.
The snowflakes are not struggling. I am guilty of that. Basically I have been feeling like crap and am sick of it. I have two conditions that are currently competing with each other in my body. For years I have had something called Dopa Responsive Dystonia. For me, it basically means that I have the worst Charlie horses all over my body. Medication had solved about 90% of it until the Rheumatoid arthritis reared its ugly head. So the drugs for that cause the dystonia to be a zillion times worse. Like I actually have cramps in my jaw (awful) and my tongue (imagine how that looks and sounds when talking). I spend a lot of my free time at work, hoping no one notices that occasionally my arm shoots across the table without warning and begins contorting, which often causes tears to run down my face. They attempt to solve this with powerful anti-seizure drugs that I don’t want to take because they can be very addictive and when you have to take them around the clock. It makes a person wonder. Then there are the two doctors, the rheumatologist and the neurologist, who don’t really want to talk to each other, they just want to prescribe more drugs. Yesterday I was at the neurologist and pretty much begged him to talk to the Rheumatologist. Just got a dumbfounded look and an offer to write him a letter. Really?
Actually discussed with Kevin last night if I should just stop taking everything, because I am not sure much is helping. If you want the Rheumatoid to be better you have to screw with the dystonia drugs. It is a no win. My only saving grace is the inexpensive hot tub Kevin put in the garage for me. It is really the only thing that helps. I find myself in it 2-3 times a day.
I know I should just stop feeling sorry for myself. I just don’t want to always feel like crap. On a positive note, my daughter Miranda is doing well after the accident. Working on therapy.
Treasure your Family