Paper Piecing Mania
Every night, I tell myself that I'm going to knit, or sew on a different quilt, but every night I find myself adding on to this thing.
I love it. I love it so much, my husband is considering accusations of adultery.And we're Catholic, so I might be put in stocks on the front lawn or something. I have to work on it a little bit every single night or I feel…jittery. An intervention might be in order, but c'mon, who can resist such a lovely quilt? I've also been working on my free motion quilting, although I'm still not happy with it. I keep slapping together two cheap fat quarters and working on the motion, meaning that the little one in my house has plenty of blankets to keep her creepy ass baby dolls in blankets for years.
Finally, believe it or not, I have been knitting a bit here and there. I picked up the needles after months of not touching them. My Madli shawl is 99% done, and once I get the nuts to finally start grafting it (I actually made an attempt the other night, but I stopped in the sheer terror of 120+ laceweight stitches dropping and the entire thing ending up in the trash because there is no frakkin' way I would EVER recover from that mess, so help me) it will be gorgeous. For right now, she's residing in the basket right next to the couch, reminding me that the only thing that stands between me and a fab shawl is a couple of scary hours of The Kitchener Stitch. My butt is clenching just thinking about it.
I think that I'm going to have to dig around in the storage unit tomorrow, though, because Cassidy is calling my name, and she's a siren. That sweater would be smokin' hot in red, and I happen to have the perfect yarn in a bright red stashed. Somewhere. In the storage unit from hell.
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