Well, I thought of this when I was finishing this quilt. And the pleasure was NOT in the giving.
The pleasure was in the getting rid of.
I hated making this quilt. I hated the cutting out, the sewing, the basting. The only thing I enjoyed was the binding, and probably only because it signalled the end.
The quilt was a first birthday present for a little girl who was born very very premature. We are friends with her parents and wish her nothing but well, but I wish I had bought her a book!!
The fabric is just standard children's 100% cotton, cheap and cheerful, Rose and Hubble spotty cotton (I love it) and klona cream cotton. Should be cheap, cheerful and quick, and all from stash.
First I ran out of some the spotty and had to buy more pink. Then I ran out of fluffy stuff for the middle (its late, I'm tired and can't remember). That's it, wadding. I ran out of wadding. I pieced the wadding and it all puckered and snarled up at the join in the quilting. I pricked my finger and bled all over it. I broke a needle, twice, in the piecing. My machine snarled up and seized up. I got it serviced and then got oil on the top. And when I was quilting it, my tension kept playing up. I wanted to do narrow wavy/straight quilting in alternate pink and white rows through the cream Klona. Every three tows on average the tension went all loopy.
Yes, I was glad to see the back of this quilt.
Happy Birthday little one. Sorry your present was six weeks late.
So, more upbeat? The machine is working better, but its over 20 years old. Any suggestions for what I should get to suit a technophobe like me?
Oh, yes there was a little came into stash this week. A metre of this lovely Reel Time for Zen Chic bought from Cindy at Fluffy Sheep Quilting for the background of my Schnitzel and Boo mini quilt, as yet still mostly in my head.
linking up with Sunday Stash #149 with MolliSparkles