Mom came up for a very quick visit the other day. I think she really only drove up for the lamb at Wegman's.
She stayed the night, and was appropriately pleased with my recent projects. However, my (very little) attempted hand-quilting of the wall hanging did not pass muster. I'm not saying I'm a failure at hand quilting, I'm just saying that I suck really badly so far. I'm ok with this. I have a sewing machine. It can quilt for me.
In the meantime, my wall hanging has been whisked off by her accomplished quilting hands, and it's out of my hair. I don't mind this in the slightest- if she quilts it, the darn thing will finally be done. And I don't know who is going to keep it- Mom should, but I might end up with it hanging in my house. We'll see.
She did, however, compliment my general sewing. I think she has more faith in me than I do. Then again, I really did some perfectly lovely stuff when I was a kid- you don't ever really forget how to do neat and tidy seams. I still take suit pants in to be hemmed professionally, but that's because I hate hemming lining as well as the pants themselves. Completely reasonable.
I do wish I lived closer to her- we have so much fun crafting together. And we are very good at different sorts of crafts (she can do everything I can, and I have a lot to learn from her. But I'm by far the more obsessed knitter). How lucky I am to get to see her next week, for an evening, and then again over my vacation in December. Chanuka with the whole family- it should be a blast. And there will be much in the way of crafting. Maybe I'll bring my second wallhanging project with me? That one just begs to be machine quilted, once it is pieced... it's already cut out and ready for piecework, too!
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