When I look at this dog, a dapple daschund, she looks like someone spilled bleach on her. And it reminds me of a college incident. My first day at college, I was standing in the student bookstore when another freshman, a boy, came by and ask me this question: "Is there a difference between starch and bleach." Without a thought I said "no." I don't know what made me do it but, at the time, I thought it was kind of funny. A few days later I again saw this boy, with blotchie clothes. I spent the rest of that year hiding from him and/or hopeing that he didn't remember my face. I did go home and told my mother and her best friend. The friend had two younger sons and she began immediately teaching them how to wash their own clothes.
I did finally get some quilting done today. My charity D9P:
This is how I pieced the back:
I had two parts of the 9 patchs left over so I added it to some border fabric and then stuck it in the middle. I am very happy with how it came out. I am going to piece leftovers for the binding but that comes tomorrow.
I am getting some vibration in parts of the quilt bed so I am putting these weights on top of the quilt and then moving them as I go along. The little pins (weight on left) hold the weight in place while I am quilting. I got these at a quilt show where someone was selling her sewing stuff: I love them.