Yesterday ended my first attendance at the week long Stitch-In. Most of the women have been attending the Silver Thimble event for several years, but I was a virgin. I ran around doing errands in the mornings, so I didn't make it there most days until after noon, but since the sewing went on until 9:00 p.m., I got plenty of sewing time in.
Remember last fall when I made Pam Lintott's Hexagon Hip Hop quilt from Moda's Brannock & Patek Audra's Iris Garden?
At the Stitch-In I made it again only from a City Weekend layer cake I'd been saving. This will be a gift for someone who has become a very good friend during my husband's hospitalization and resulting death. (I want it to be a surprise.)
The quilt goes together easily, and I don't think you could go wrong no matter what layer cake you choose, or even if you cut your own 10" squares.
In other news, I have tried for two days to fix the supports under my king-sized bed. Yesterday I took them off and figured out they were upside down; any dummy would know that, and I turned them over and re-attached them. Then I did a test bounce on the bed. Well, dang, I am a dummy. They went right back to 1/2 inch off the ground and useless. Today I tried turning another part upside down. So far so good, but I did a much easier test bounce. Maybe these thing just aren't worth a darn. It's a shame I gave my husband so much grief over not fixing them.
Crawling under the bed is my very least favorite activity followed closely by yesterday's moving of the barbeque grill from my patio to my son and daughter-in-law's new home (they closed on it Tuesday). I had no idea those things were so heavy. We had to take it apart just to get it into the back of the moving van. Even so it was incredibly heavy.
And now it is off to the shower and a late lunch with the middle son and his girlfriend (whom we very much wish to make part of the family).