Drea just asked me what quilting reminds me of? I suppose she thought we would start off the week with a little soul-searching. Hmm, as I stare outside and take in the Seattle-like weather my first forethought is that since my mother wasn’t a quilter, nor my grandmother I can’t say that quilting brings back fond memories quilting by the fire with those two individuals. Now I must put on my thinking cap.
Just like my favorite couple, Bo and Hope’s relationship was one of committment, even through kidnappings, and multiple marriages, they still remained together. When I am working on a samples, or other projects I strive to have a monogamous relationship. I might have interruptions due to other events and family activities but that project is what I am eager to return to and reconnect where we left off.
Ah, there is always at least one. That individual, Stefano Dimera, who stirs the pot and spreads evilness wherever he goes. Those moments in quilting where I must deal with pins are my villain. I try my hardest to avoid pins at all cost, but on occasion they weasel their way into a project. I dread their existence and pray my time using them is short-lived.
The One that Leave Only to Return
Yes, Sami Brady was that girl who we “loved to hate”. She came and went, and then what do you know she reappeared! I have one word, UFO . I could easily compare a UFO to Sami. For the love of Pete it’s a troublesome project that I just can’t finish, so it gets put away. And then HELLO it makes a reveal shouting “Here I am, you can’t forget about me!” and just like that I attempt to focus on my relationship with these projects.
Twist, Turns and Surprises!
Do you ever really know what is going to happen with who, what, where, when and how? Absolutely not, the story is forever changing, new characters enter, old characters leave, and the unimaginable seems to bring a roller coaster ride to those that watch the show. That is my world of quilting. You can never predict how the day is going to go, is the fabric going to cooperate, will the bobbin run out, will I even like what I see appearing in front of me. The ideas you thought you were going to create often evolve into something completely different from what you initially thought.
Most definitely I could compose a story line for “These are the Quilts of Our Lives”. And just maybe if I composed it just right it would win a Daytime Emmy from all my quilting viewers.
What does quilting remind you of?