I couldn't let yesterday completely go down in flames; so after I posted I managed to drag my ass over to Blanche and finish sewing my lazy gal's quilt top. It's something I wanted to get done for today because Terry, my co-worker, and I had plans to go to the Urban Craft Center and rent some space so I could help her use her new sewing machine. I figured I would baste and mark my quilt while she worked on a tote bag like mine. Remember, Terry doesn't have a lot of patience when it comes to making things. Since the bag is only 5 rectangles, I saw it as a perfect opportunity for her to get confident with her machine, which her mother, a seamstress, bought her as a gift, and walk away with a presentable finished project. My plan worked, except the part about my quilt. Terry's got some of her mom's skillz by osmosis, so she didn't need much help with using the machine itself, but mostly with the cutting and the assembly. I had a great time helping her and watching everything come together for her. I didn't pull out my project (which had already changed from the quilt top because I still don't have a walking foot and the basting spray I'd planned to use would have worn off by the time I get one).
Terry LOVES her bag, and we're both thrilled that it came together in just a couple of hours. I took pictures of it-- ohmygodit'ssocute -- with my camera phone, but guess what? The phone ate them. I'll get a couple of shots tomorrow at work. For tonight, all I have to give is this funky indoor artificially lit shot of my quilt top. But you get the idea.