Writing about the day to day mysteries of life.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Quilting Helpers

It is kind of amazing that I get any quilts made.  I have little energy, limited time and weak mental aptitude.  I know why I have so many uncompleted projects, they take me so long that I am just filled with boredom over them.   My houseful of assistants really make things more difficult. 

Ian asked why do I make so many of them and I told him the same reason he makes so many Lego things.  Hmmph!

I have a quilt laid out on the floor, the cat walked in and systematically took his paw and pushed each piece of fabric into a wad.  He did each piece one at a time until he had moved and smushed each one.  He then walked away.

Last year Ned hid a section of a quilt, and then told me I should thank him for returning it.

A couple of years ago I had pieces set up on the table, when I came back pieces were missing.  I looked everyone and just assumed I had miscounted.  I found the missing fabric when I went out to scoop up the dog poop, why would one of them eat little pieces of fabric?

Ellen came in looking for something and put the fabric I am using away in the bathroom cupboard.  I know it was an accident, but it has really been driving me crazy.  I tore my little sewing room apart looking for that piece of fabric.

1 comment:

  1. Haha! You have me laughing! Sorry. If it was me, I'd be mad!