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When I was a child, one of my favorite memories was spending time at my Grandma's house. We called her Rea-Rea. She had this huge quilting frame that my uncle made for her, and she quilted all the time. On the days when all of us grandkids were dropped off, our Moms would spend the day cooking and quilting. Sometimes we would hide from the boys by crawling under the quilt frame, which always made Rea-Rea fuss. I was memerized by the different movement patterns of needles. Rea's was always the fastest; you barely saw her needle, just the thread whizzing through the material.

Fast-forward thirty years, and I'm now trying to decide which quilt project to start. After we got married, I briefly joined a quilting circle in Raleigh so I could learn the correct way to quilt. The quilt top I made there is finished, but the layers have yet to be quilted together. My plan was to start it in January. Needless to say, it's still in the container. Two weeks ago, my plan was to put it together this weekend and get started. Then we got the announcement that Bobby's niece is expecting, which means a baby quilt. My brother is also steadily dating someone, and if Granny Rea were still around, she'd already have a wedding quilt made for him. So now I'm in a quandry. Do I start Bobby's quilt, the baby quilt, or a future possibility wedding quilt?

I'm seriously considering looking into getting a quilting foot for my sewing machine. That would make things go so much faster. My mother-in-law thinks machine quilting is sacrilege, but the quilting part isn't my favorite part of quilting; it's the piecing of the top that I like. I have a LOT of material that I've accumulated into piles for quilt tops I want to piece, but dear hubby who is ultra organized can't quite comprehend why I would start another project until the old ones are finished. I have an aunt on the other side of the family who enjoys piecing as well. One she gets it pieced, she'll send it off to have it quilted. I don't think that's cheap, but then I think of the HOURS you spend hand-quilting and you probably come out ahead.

Decisions, decisions!

Comments

Jennifer said…
i wish i knew how to quilt. what a wonderful talent to have!

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