Today was the day Momma and Baby came over to help me make a strip quilt. Momma brought her sewing machine and Baby brought several bags of quilting stuff and we were off.
I started sewing these beautiful strips of material together. Baby and Momma kept saying "keep the right sides together" but since I couldn't tell which was the right side and which was the wrong side so I just started sewing. I got in a zone.
But then the sewing machine started acting up and the thread kept breaking. Baby took over for a bit and Momma started pressing the seams.
And, then all hell broke loose.
Apparently, if you aren't careful about sewing the right sides together, the seams don't all end up going the same way. Having all the seams on one side is very important.
I was not, as previous stated, very careful. I was, in fact, very careless.
So, Momma and Baby had to rip out a lot of of the seams I sewed while I was in the aforementioned sewing zone.
Crap on a cracker.
They were very gracious about it, but I can tell you for sure that if I weren't crippled the ripping out scene would not have been quite so idyllic,.
Shortly after the ripping and repairing took place, we called it a day.
Second quilting class has yet to be scheduled.
