2011 April 12 — Patchwork Times by Judy Laquidara

April 12, 2011 · by JudyL

Show & Tell at guild meetings always bring on a burning desire for me to go to a quilt shop. Most of the time I’m able to control myself and stay away.

I’ve never really made a cute quilted type bag of any kind and Beth, one of the very sweet girls at a guild I visited for a few days last week, had the cutest bags and she often teaches bag classes. The lady I was staying with had made a really cute bag so I was already having bag fever when Beth brought out a couple more bags to show me. I was hooked and then she offered to take me to the local quilt shop, get the pattern and get the supplies and, of course, since I didn’t have access to my stash and was anxious to get started .. even though I have two quilts with me to bind and add the hanging sleeve, and a whole quilt top to make, we rushed off to the quilt shop and bought everything I needed to make two bags.

This is the pattern she suggested I start with. It’s Grids & Grommets from Indygo Junction.

This is the fabric I got to make mom a bag. The fabric at the top will be the lining and maybe the strap . . I cannot remember but will figure it out.

These are the fabrics for my own bag. The top fabric is for my lining.

When will I get these made? I don’t have a clue! Soon I hope. Now you see why I added fabric to this week’s stash report.

Repeating My Mistake

April 12, 2011 · by JudyL

Why do I do things like this? My flat flower head pins are in a little plastic container which is kept by the longarm. It’s been by my longarm forever because I so rarely use those pins for anything but the longarm. About six months ago, the container of pins ended up on the floor by my desktop computer. Honest to goodness . . I have stepped on that plastic container, flipped it and sent pins flying in all directions at least a dozen time, probably closer to two dozen times. Each time, I calmly and methodically pick up all the pins, get the magnet to make sure no pins have escaped because Chad or Vince will step on them and I’ll never hear the end of it.

Why do I pick them all up, put them back in the container and leave them on the floor . . where I never use them and where I continue to spill them?

Yesterday, I again stepped on that container and spilled all the pins.

I calmly and methodically picked every one of them up again.

But this time . . I did not put them back on the floor. I put them back near the longarm where I cannot step on them and I am likely not to spill them.

Why didn’t I pick the pins up the very first time I spilled them and put them back by the longarm? Better yet, why were they ever on the floor to start with? Do you do things like this?