AAAWWWWW isn't that cute? Who would have thought that there was a giant doughnut living so close to us. I think they make a great couple, even though they are a little too sweet when they are together. Hee Hee. I went there.
Finally, there is a part of the process that taps into the manliness of it all. Ok, it's not quite a power tool, but it is a pair of pliers. The truth be told a pliers, like any other tool of a job, has no gender exclusion or inclusion for the user, but I did find it a little odd that it would be used in quilting.
When two pieces of fabric are joined there is a seam allowance that is ironed under this means that a corner could have 4 or more layers in a single spot. So it turns out when tying the quilt I had to push and pull an extra large needle with yarn through multiple layers of fabric. At times the doubled over yarn in the eye of the needle would be less than willing to slide through, and that is when the pliers comes in handy. Yes, I did pull the needle and stab myself once. And yes, it hurt. I didn't cry, but I did bleed a little. So not only did I have to focus on all the other things going on, but I also had to focus on not bleeding on the quilt. Will my responsibilities never end?
When two pieces of fabric are joined there is a seam allowance that is ironed under this means that a corner could have 4 or more layers in a single spot. So it turns out when tying the quilt I had to push and pull an extra large needle with yarn through multiple layers of fabric. At times the doubled over yarn in the eye of the needle would be less than willing to slide through, and that is when the pliers comes in handy. Yes, I did pull the needle and stab myself once. And yes, it hurt. I didn't cry, but I did bleed a little. So not only did I have to focus on all the other things going on, but I also had to focus on not bleeding on the quilt. Will my responsibilities never end?
The quilt is done, and all is well. While my taste is painted with the crazy colors and visions of the items we usually make, my mother tends to exist on the other end of the kaleidoscope of life and I love her for that. That fact being considered I think the quilt turned out great, and I think she will love it. Come Christmas time my momma will have a nice, new handmade quilt to keep her warm. You know, the cold comes a long time before the gift giving day in Michigan, so I might give it to her early.