My friend is getting married soon, and my Mom and I agreed to make a chuppah (canopy) for her. The canopy is a painted silk panel. We'll attach ribbon to the corners, then staple the ribbon to the posts at the four corners.
I needed to buy fleece for the snuggie I'm making, and decided to get some ribbon for the chuppah at the same time. I went to the local fabric shop.
I haven't been happy with this store for a long time. The store is dark, messy, the salesclerks are sloppily dressed, and never acknowledge when a customer enters. The store has a big selection of home dec fabrics, notions, fleece and a lot of cottons. They call themselves a quilt shop, but they don't know anything about quilting. They've always had the strangest selection of fabrics. I found out the owner buys the stock of fabric stores that have gone out of business. I've long since stopped buying my quilting fabric there, and now only shop there as a last resort.
I walked in on Saturday with my dad. I had to wait for the two salesclerks behind the desk to finish their conversation so I could ask where to find the fleece. I picked the color I needed, brought it to the cutting desk, and asked for a yard, and said I needed ribbon. The clerk cut my fleece and set it aside, placing a slip on it that indicated it was $9.90.
I found some 3/4" white satin ribbon, and five different colors of 1/4" satin ribbon. I needed 8 yards of each.
While the salesclerk was measuring out the white ribbon, she said casually, "Oh, here's a dirty patch," but she kept measuring. Then she came to a part where the ribbon had been cut, and was scotch-taped together. She kept measuring.
"I don't want that cut part," I said.
"What's this for anyway?" she asked.
"It's for a canopy for a wedding."
"Is the wedding TOMORROW?" she asked, and guffawed loudly with her co-worker. We all knew the hurricane Irene would hit the next day.
I didn't reply, feeling like I had just been insulted. What difference did it make when the wedding was?
Since she'd lost count measuring the ribbon, she had to start again. Again, she passed the cut piece.
"What are we going to do about that cut?" I asked.
"I don't know if I have eight yards after this cut."
"That's ok," I said, "I need four two-yard pieces,"
"You don't UNDERSTAND" she said, raising her voice, "I don't know if I have eight yards on this whole roll! There's NOTHING I can do about it." She glared at me.
I blinked. I couldn't believe it. I put down the five other rolls of ribbon I'd been holding and backed slightly away from the counter, and then the fleece caught my eye. I really needed the fleece for a project I'd be working on later that day. I reached into my purse, took out my wallet, pulled out a ten dollar bill and threw it on the counter.
"We're done here," I said. "Come on, dad." I took his arm, and picked up my fleece as we rounded the counter and walked out.
Two steps out the door my dad said to me, "You know, I bet she doesn't even understand why you left."
"Did I overreact?" I asked.
"Oh no," he said, "she was really rude to you."
We got into the car, and I thought about the encounter, "She wasn't just rude to me once."
"No," he said, "she insulted you twice."
I'll never,
ever, go into that store again.
Of course I said yes. 
I had bought this wonderful Philip Jacobs fabric a few weeks ago and thought it would be perfect.
It's a baby snuggler, designed wrap a baby nice and snug.
Placing the velcro strips was a bit tricky.
I did a bit of testing first.
Next up is a snuggie for my best friend, who's expecting a baby in October.
If we lose electricity, I get to read and fold the laundry.
I wanted you to THINK they were the same. 
Everyone notices the ladies are different, but I've used different fabrics in the M and the S's.
Woo Hoo! The two Rules quilts, the "White Cat Rules" and "The Black Cat's Rules" are now hanging side by side at Quilted Threads in Henniker NH.
I'll be teaching a class on free pieced letters at Quilted Threads, in Henniker NH, on Saturday October 22, 2011 from 10 - 4! You can follow this link to get more information. (You'll have to scroll down a little bit.)
I've found this to be true. Usually my nasturtiums are covered in aphids, and yes, they've left the tomatoes alone.
I brought the quilt outside at 7 AM this morning, where the sun was shining directly on it, making the colors sing.
A wisp of cloud floated by, enabling me to take this picture, which I think best represents what the quilt looks like in real life. As the cloud drifted away, the shimmering quilting began to pick up and reflect the light back, and I thought, "This is the way this quilt should be seen!"
The colors look a bit truer here. I'm happy with the way this turned out. I can't wait to see them both hanging side by side.
Not really, I still have to sew the hanging sleeve, but for all intents and purposes, this quilt is done.
I've finally got the binding all sewn on the black rules quilt, and now I'm in the process of hand sewing it down on the front.
belongs to Monty Q, Millie's "sweetie."
After all, every couple should have a quilt.
So I made them a very special one.
(this is the Only Time I have ever held Millie, btw)
So let's have a big cheer for Millie, because without her my life would be much less interesting!
