Quilter Without A Brain Tries to Make Quilt Block

Ah the beauty, the magnificence of a Lone Star. All those amazing little diamonds joining hands and becoming big diamonds. What a tribute to team work.

It’s a true pleasure to work on this UFO.

Until…
you go to sew in the last backgound triangle…

Pay Close Attention to Right Lower Corner of Picture

Oh yes, dear friends, it’s all fun and games until the seam isn’t long enough!

I’ve been measuring things this way and that…and I haven’t quite decided what I am going to do. Oh well. Like Scarlett O’Hara said, “I won’t think of it now. I’ll think of it later when I can stand it.”

Meanwhile, I was auditioning blocks for the borders of the ghastly beautiful Lone Star. I found some on Quilter’s Cache that were rated easy. I needed easy, I had a lot to make and I didn’t want something with 57 pieces. I’ve already done that with the Farmer’s Wife!

My first was Railroad Crossing. 4 hourglass blocks, on point. 4 16-patch. Yes, I think this is easy.

Yes, but did you consider the number of pieces?  (102) Yeah, but the 16 patches are string pieced!

When I Should Have Had This

So I Started Out With This

Pull out white fabric from drawer, unfold all 2 yards of it and cut another strip, sub-cut to squares, sew to short strips.

Onto the next step! Whistling with lighter spirits, I moved on to the half-square triangles. I had a speedy method to make them. Off I glided to my sewing machine...

The 7.5" Behemouth

Everything was just fine until I realized that there were four HSTs in each corner...not just one. And not only that, they were 2", not the 7.5" I had just done!

I cut down one 2" HST from each of the 7" ones. Still had to make more blue and white...drag out the white fabric again. Spent 15 minutes trying to find where I put away the blue fabric! Finally:

Ah, That's More Like It!

As I made a mock-up of the block, I realized that the corners of the 16 patches were made with 2 white/white HST.


Drag out white fabric, unfold, cut, refold.   







All I had left was to sew together the 16-patches and put it together. Yup, that's all.




Hmmm, do you know how many times I've taken out the white fabric?

And what about all those stitches I've ripped out?

Nope, I'm remembering Scarlett O'Hara.

"Fiddle de dee, tomorrow is another day!

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Just Call Me Mrs. X

Yup, that's me...Mrs. X

Or is it a jinx?

I keep thinking it's going to stop...

You might remember I was whining about how poorly my sewing was going this weekend...I was doing more un-sewing than sewing. I finally figured out that I was going to rip out my seams before I sewed them, if I could! It'd save time.

Yesterday I signed in at a school. I spelled my name wrong. Uhhhmmm, your name is spelled T-e-r-r-i. Not T-e-r-r-y.

Later I was writing an email. I signed off with: Thanks, Donna. My name is not Donna. I don't even know a Donna!

I went to quilt with my good friend for our regular Wednesday Quilt Night. I needed to wind a new bobbin. Tell me, is this what your bobbin looks like after you wind it?

This morning Noel Heart texted me. I tried to text back. My phone wouldn't send it. I'm in my house. I get good reception and the phone can also use wi-fi.

I tried to call her. The phone wouldn't put the call through.

I went to start my computer. It wouldn't come out of sleep mode. Never had this problem. Had to turn power off and start again.

Honestly, I'm afraid to go outside.

Who knows who I am today?

Don't Try This At Home

There I was, a Saturday afternoon, John Denver singing on the stereo, looking out the window to see our front yard, the room comfortably warm. I was squaring up scraps from the Log Cabin. I was using my 2.5 inch square ruler. It kept sticking to the fabric. When I checked the opposite side I quickly saw what the problem was. More accurately I felt what the problem was. The sandpaper dots I had put on the back to keep it from slipping were no longer sandpaper. They were sticky dots that had lost their sandpaper.

Well, I thought, I'll just use some nail polish remover and take the sticky off. Having had years of experience in getting tape off my dorm mirror, I knew this was the trick to getting sticky stuff off.

Thumbs up if you think this worked like a charm.

(You don't actually think I'd blog about my ruler doing what it was supposed to do, do you?)

Don't answer that question!

Behold and see my ruler!

Everything's gone. Except for the darned sticky dot!

Let this be a warning to you.