Thursday, August 9, 2012

Serious Problem

Okay, so here's the problem.  I have these things that are needing to be done like laundry, floors, lawn, etc.  You know the kinds of things that I am talking about right?  Weeeell, we went to a couple of quilt shops yesterday, and now in addition to what I am already working on, I have new fabric beckoning me to come play.  How ever does one put her needle down?  I couldn't handle the pressure.  I went and cut some blocks for a cathedral window quilt I am planning on doing - 396 background blocks using 25 yards of fabric - yikes.  The fun part will be post ironing stage when I actually get to sew.  I also got a couple of other pieces just for hoots and giggles - like this one. 
Isn't it wonderful?  And, notice the naughty fella in the background taking a peek.  I just loved it, have no idea what I will do with it, but loved it still.  Here's a little closer shot.

I did go out and mow the lawn and will soon begin laundry, but had to get some fabric time in.  I think between loads, I have a couple stitches to put in place:) So, I was thinking - no laughing, eh go ahead and laugh, because I came up with a few indicators that it's time to set the needle down:
It's time to stop stitching when...
*you can't look out the window and see the children playing in the yard, because the grass is taller than they are.
*your laundry pile it taller than your fabric pile.
*on your phone under emergency contacts, it has the number to your local quilt shoppe.
If you can think of more, please leave them in comments so we can all read them.  I love to hear from you.

Many Smiles & Even Stitches 


  1. It has been a long time since I have done any blog-hopping and I was happy to look through your posts.
    I hope I never find a reason to stop stitching.

  2. I love that pincushion! My fabric pile frequently gets mixed together with my (clean) laundry pile. I sew in my laundry room so getting the clothes into the washer and dryer is not a problem. It's the folding part that waits and I pile my fabric on top of the pile.

  3. How about...When that strange man comes looking for you in your sewing room and you suddenly remember, "Oh, yea, that's my husband!"