Point in case: machine quilting.
I love quilts. I love picking out fabric, I love sewing quilt tops; they're like puzzles. I do not like tying them.
So I started sending some quilts to a quilter. You may have heard me refer to him as, "my quilter".
He started his business of quilting when he was diagnosed with cancer and needed money for his medical bills.
I love him.
But he is expensive and sending my big quilt there was one thing.
But a floor quilt is unacceptable (so my husband says) *grumble grumble grumble*
And so I have decided to put my very
complicated awesome machine to good use.
So I quilted this little quilt. And when I was done I thought to myself:
And then when I flipped it over I thought:
And then I had to rip it out and I though:
But then I thought:
So then I did this:
But then I found out that you should never buy
anything pins from the dollar store:
Because not only are they pins incredibly dull, but they are made out of tin foil.
But that's what it seemed like.
Regardless of the issues. I used them up.
But I have a couple of rows left and not enough pins.
Now I wish I had a couple more of those
pieces of garbage pins.
And then I gave up and threw a sheet on top.
And now I'm thinking: