So, baby is almost 6 months old which made me feel okay about wandering out to my first quilt guild meeting (ever) last night. The official name? Philadelphia Modern Quilt Guild. I am not usually a “joiner” of things. Driving there I wondered why that was. Then it was show and tell time. I was instantly reminded of my stage fright. The tunnel vision, the rambling, the general discomfort of standing in front of more than 3 people and talking. (I eloped for just this reason.) I rambled on and on, asked questions without waiting for answers and literally flashed the front and back of 2 quilts before I ran to my seat. It. Was. Embarrassing. I even had a nightmare about it last night. I mean really, why was I so scared of talking to a bunch of really nice quilting ladies. But I did it. And the ladies all seem very nice and I fear that I will never find the time to do the little monthly projects but, having goals is nice, so there you go.
Since I can hardly get the laundry done these days I showed a quilt I made for hubby for Valentines day of *ahm* 2009. Which I have never shown blog land because, well… it is very far from being done. Pebbling is harder than I thought. And I am kind of stumped on the binding. And well, I don’t know- once I missed the deadline I lost steam.
Pebbling? Hard for anyone else? break lots of needles like me? I love the result, but it makes me want to tear my hair out. And don’t you think I should add some fluffy clouds to the top on the front? hummmm….