Well, I this is new to me. Seems like a really good idea. I have had much success with the One Monthly Goal. I am hoping that this one will give some extra incentive to get projects done. I have ambitiously put 6 projects on here. Yikes! I hate to lose, so I hope I can get them all finished along with the 10,000 other projects I will start along the way. If you are interested in Participating, Please go to She Can Quilt.
So, for Quarter 4 I am going to finish the following:
#1 Flannel Baby Quilt – Needs quilting and Binding.
#2 Safari Baby Quilt – Needs quilting finished and Binding
#3 – The Ugly Quilt – Needs quilting and Binding. Jeez, I hope I can stand it. still Might have to change something on this in order to tolerate it.
#4 Zipper Quilt – Needs quilted and Binding.
#5 The Fourth and Final Dog Bone Dresser scarf. This is an EPP project and is partly pieced. I am so tired of these, since it is the fourth one I have done. Ughhh. The last one is taking forever.
#6 – Table Topper that has been laying around for quite some time. Needs borders, quilting and binding.
In the midst of my crankiness, I kept looking at this pile of scrap flannel that was just taking up valuable space (on my pool table AKA quilt project table). So, I just decided to cut it up and see what I could get. I had a bunch of blues and some lavender and purple. This is what I got out of the blues with just a few squares left over for the scrap bin. It will make an OK gift or donation baby quilt. Just some weird sized square blocks. I had to use what I had the best way I could. Just did some meandering for the quilting. Nothing special. This was a thinking quilt, meaning I did a lot of thinking while I was working on it, not about the quilt, it did not take much thinking, but about my general crankiness. I came to no real conclusions. I am still a bit cranky.
So, I often wonder if I am the only one with weird issues. I don’t really like to make quilts out of flannel. The weirdness is that I think/feel that the fuzziness of flannel always looks dirty when I am done. It looks like it has been laying around a while and needs to go into the washer. I even try to be careful and make sure that my machine table is clean and that I always have clean hands, but the fuzziness of the flannel always looks dirty. Just wondering if that is Compulsive Lori overthinking or anyone else ever feels that way?
I need to get over it, because at some point in my life I bought a bunch of flannel. I need to do something with it. Some of it is actually cute, but it is flannel. Ugh.
Sorry, brought back a funny memory. The first time I got married, I had my three sisters and one girlfriend in my wedding. Since my sisters lived elsewhere, I picked a dress out of the Penny’s catalog so they could each order it. Pretty simple. So, on the day I was getting married, I am sitting in the waiting room with everyone except my sister Karen. She walks in and my little sister starts singing “One of these things is not like the other one, not like the other one, not like the other one…” Well, Karen’s dress was way darker than everyone else’s (totally different dye lot). She was so upset, mostly because she thought I would be upset. I just laughed. Seriously, what are you going to do 15 minutes before hand? Laugh it off. And then there was Kellie singing. It was pretty funny.
So, in my fit of sewing, or what I would call depression sewing or sewing without thinking, whatever you want to call it, over the weekend, I of course performed one of my ever so present mistakes, which I only noticed when looking at the photo. The top left corner and the bottom right corner each have a block the wrong direction. Classic Lori. The only thing is I didn’t put it together and quilt it before I found it. So, I have the opportunity to correct it. That is a change.
I made this from a stack of scraps from a dog quilt I made from my great nephew. The pile was taking up valuable real estate, so I just started sewing. It will make an OK baby quilt. Haley said she liked this one. She is my very critical daughter who could not sew a button back on her blouse. Love her. I can always count on her for an honest opinion.