I began sewing a quilt as you go “stack and whack” style (isn’t that a horrible name?) flannel blanket for Nicholas last October. As is the norm with me, other projects caught my eye and it was tucked away into the closet. I intended it to be a surprise so wouldn’t work on it while he was around. Last weekend, the stars aligned and John took the children to the cottage for the weekend and I stayed home and hosted my sister-in-law who was taking an instructional swim coaching course at our local aquatic centre. She is a serious maker. I can do many different types of craft, but compared to me – Kathy is an olympic level crafter. I learn so much from her and I think that we inspire each other to complete things, improve our skill and have a pretty good time doing it. She helped remind me of the different steps needed to bind a quilt and off I went. By Sunday it was done and on his bed. You know how you build something up in your head so much that it can never live up to the hype? When they arrived home I needed to take Sarah to an oboe lesson so I told Nicholas not to go in his room, that I had a surprise for him and he should wait until I got home. I was so excited to give him the quilt, he had been asking for a blanket and I just knew he was going to love it. Well – telling him there was a surprise and making him wait was a huge mistake and I’m sure some of you have already guessed my error. He thought there was Lego waiting for him in his room. He tried really hard, but I could tell that he was disappointed. :whomp whomp: He does keep telling me that he likes it and has been sleeping under it for days AND the project is done and out of my closet so all in all, it’s a win.
On the stitching front, I had a small finish with the Little House Needleworks Frosty Forest #4 of 9. I’m still working away on my Ink Circles Cirque des Cirques and would love to finish that before Thanksgiving. In Canada, that’s coming very soon…..! This weekend I will also sit down and finally craft an actual letter to Margie in Australia. I won’t wait any longer to find the perfect stationary or worry about my penmanship – time to embrace the now. Is there someone you’ve been meaning to write? Keep me company this weekend and send an actual letter!
When John is away, Oscar curls up in his spot and keeps me company. I stitched the binding on the quilt, he quietly purred and snored with the occasional yawn. It was a good day.
“Cats are connoisseurs of comfort.”
― James Herriot,