I’ll preface this with: I need to learn another craft like I need a hole in my head. My apartment is literally a craft store.
In the past week I’ve started to become two things I’ve always said I’d never become: a swimmer and a quilter *(see the bottom of the page for the swimming back story).
That being said, I posted a craft on the craftster.org quilting board, thanks to one of my BFFs, Adria. The whole thing started out honest enough… I asked Adria if she’d want to help me donate some crafts to our high school friend’s mom’s silent auction to help fundraise for her cancer treatment. Of course she said yes, and when I asked for some scraps for my friend Danielle to have to make a tea wallet, she said “of course!”
I got her scraps (1-inch wide Hello Betty fabrics leftover from a quilt she just completed) and today I started to think about which fabrics I wanted to use for the tea wallet because I’m making a matching tea cup and saucer for the auction.
I started to pin together the fabrics and was going to sew them by hand because my sewing machine had been broken for a year (it broke while I was making this beast). For whatever reason, I figured I could get the sewing machine down and fiddle with it and maybe it would work.
By God, it’s an Easter miracle! My sewing machine has been resurrected!
(okay, sorry. that was cheesy and kind of sacrilegious…admit it, you giggled)
I was ecstatic that it worked. I got right to work piecing these 1-inch strips together to make a chunk of fabric big enough for my friend Danielle to make a tea wallet out of. Halfway into it I realized something…. I was QUILTING! Kind of anyway. Was I? I don’t know.
Here’s my “block”. I’ll post the tea wallet when it’s done and the tea cup and saucer (which are definitely vintage fiestaware, might I add — obsessed!).


What’s next? Well I’ve had blocks cut for 2 t-shirt quilts ever since I found out Adria was a quilter…so I guess that is next! I want to make an über-metal bedspread for the boyfriend since his shirts shrank (tallwise — they’re too short for him now, he’s a tall guy) and he’s rather attached to most of his shirts. I would love to make some reconned t-shirts out of them for ME to wear…but I think I’ll be a nice girlfriend for once and make him something useful out of HIS shirts.
*For those of you ambitious readers who’ve missed my previous posts about swimming, running, being injured, etc., here’s my short segue into how I got to be a swimmer. I’m a runner. Period. I haven’t ever stretched, crosstrained, or done anything relatively smart when it comes to training. I ran a marathon and didn’t bother stretching afterwards because the Bears vs Vikings game was on and I was busy watching that. I got a bad case of ITBS and continued to run on it…long story short, I was up to 15 miles again and decided that the pain in my left hip was too much. Now I go to physical therapy and am forbidden from running until further notice. Thus, I’ve been banished to the pool for swimming and aquajogging. Here’s a gratuitous photo of me in my swimming gear to burn your retinas.

cuz I'm that badass.
Also, I have really dry skin now and it sucks. I hate swimming. </end rant>
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