Well, I finished Astrid's quilt with time to spare. That's the good news.
Here's the bad.
1. It's not very straight. Well the outside edges are straight but don't take a ruler to the squares.
2. There's a decapitated deer. Oops!
3. I picked gingham for the back. No wonder the woman in the shop looked down her nose at me like she was thinking "novice!" when I poo-pooed the ugly stiff tie-dyed purpose-built "quilt backing" fabric. There's a reason you don't choose a soft floppy fabric with lines on it to make your wobbly shame more apparent. I gave myself a headache with Fabulon fumes trying to stiffen the material so that I could line it up straight. All to no avail. Also, by the way, why are shop women in wool and fabric shops so snooty?
4. And the biggest confession I have to make is . . .
it's not actually "quilted".
Well, it is a sandwich of backing, wadding and top but there's no stitching through the layers. It was a combination of the inadequacies of my 20 year old machine (rocking foot, what's that?) and my extreme lack of patience. I tried, I grumbled, I used a bazillion safety pins, I grumbled some more, I hand tacked it (yes, HAND TACKED), I SCREAMED (the hand tacking had brought me to the brink) and then I sewed around the edges, applied a binding (with lovely mitred corners I might add some things I can do) and called it DONE.
Oh well, it's cute (actually it's really cute) and I made a pillow case to match (with all deer keeping their heads).
I think my first will be my last though.
Big Up Respect! To the Quilters Massiv out there (because I know you're all into Ali G style West Indian Street Slang).