Tuesday, June 29, 2010

The Pillow That Never Was

I am suffering from serious blog ennui lately.  I just don't feel like posting.  I think I'm burned-out from all the craziness of June brithdays and the end of school and have caught Summer Fever.  Days are being spent at swimming lessons and movie theaters...and not in front of a computer.  Do you ever feel like that?

It's not just avoiding blogging either.  I'm avoiding housekeeping too, so don't judge too harshly when you see the condition of my stovetop in the photo below.  I'm telling you, I want to lay in the grass and look at clouds and eat popsicles and not do one other ding-dang thing until September.

Now that I'm done dragging my feet and being generally lazy, I'll get to the point of this post.  The pillow that never was.  Remember when I played in a pillow swap earlier this month?  And my partner wanted...gulp!...quilted circles on hers?  Well, I failed to mention that the pillow I showed you here was my second attempt.  The first attempt is what this post is all about.  I struggled and fought with a different circle technique, made two squares, and then decided the fabric combo just wasn't working.  So I abandoned them.  But they sat on my sewing table, a testament to my bad taste and too many hours of struggled sewing.  And every time I sat down at my sewing table, they called me a quitter.  So I turned them into pot holders for my kitchen.  

Although I'm still not thrilled with them, they do jump out at me every time I open my kitchen linen drawer.  A little bright splash of fabric against some dull, over washed linens.  And I think that's not such a bad way for those abandoned blocks to spend the rest of their days,  is it?  At least they stopped calling me names...