The week has been a rather uneventful one, which I can't decide is a blessing or a curse. I sat up Saturday night and watched all three of "The Mummy" movies and basted my monstrous heron quilt. Wow were my fingers sore... I may have over basted (can you do that?). I used every pin I had (approx 550-600). I then brought the whole based unwieldy mess to the quilt shop because I forgot to pick out thread for the damn thing... It was kind of funny walking in buried under a mound of fabric stating my need for thread, I could see the crazy reflected in their eyes... my sleeveless skull shirt was perhaps a poor wardrobe choice, but honestly I haven't gotten to laundry for a while. Once they figured out I didn't have a rocket launcher folded into the quilt I was carrying, we were friends, and hunting for thread together. I found almost everything I was looking for and headed out to complete other errands (like getting laundry soap). Now the 'heron from hell' quilt I have hanging on my banister is using it proverbial eyes to dare me to try and quilt it... I'm scared.
I have conveniently switched my attention to some other projects for a while. I'm not big on UFO's in so far as I don't really have any. I have one quilt that is waiting to be basted, but otherwise I have no UFO's. So I know that it will take me a couple days (or a week) to get my courage up again and I'm sure I will get back to the heron. A friend of mine from Dawson Creek gave me some fabric a couple months ago and I have been uncertain what to do with it for the past while, but with a heron haunting my dreams I decided to give tote bags a try. I made one for each of my daughters and boy was it fun. I think I will make a couple more for some gifts for later in the year.