Putting the “K” in classy
Mike's got a fine collection of t-shirts he just didn't want to part with. And to be honest, I didn't want to see these goofy shirts go to a new home, either. Since the shirts are no longer wearable, but still in good order, I offered to make these shirts into a fabulous quilt - well, more like a throw - something cozy to snuggle under on the couch while watching a documentary about Black Sabbath or some Mad Men re-runs. Which reminds me, we watched the first season the other day when Don Drapers says, "...and it’s not like they have some magical machine that makes identical copies of things." to Peggy. Heh. Anyway, back to the quilt. I think I'll make a pattern like this rather than the usual 8 by 10 of big squares. And I'll use the fronts and the backs of the shirts so I can use up all the fabric. Then I'll buy a big sheet to use for the back - maybe something on sale at IKEA or on sale any old place. I'll make sure it doesn't feel like sandpaper before I sew it together. At the quilt guild meeting on Thursday, one person mentioned using thrifted sheets from one of the thrift stores. That kind of gives me the heebie-jeebies - just the thought of someone else's dust mites on my skin makes me feel icky, but, there are some cool old sheets out there - I've seen them. AND I know someone who washes all her thrifted fabric with Dettol, so I could always pick up a bottle of that in my travels. That stuff reminds me of taking baths in Zimbabwe - sometimes the water coming out of the faucets looked like mud and I guess the Dettol was there to clean the water? I don't know, but we'd put a big capful in the bath water. Poop t-shirts and thrifted bedsheets. It doesn't get better than that. Now, to change the topic completely, here's a bridesmaid running to her car in the absolute pouring rain this afternoon. We noticed the house next door was decorated this afternoon with a string of crepe paper wedding bells and as I was taking photos of my shirt, I saw some girls making a run for it to their car. Poor things! This could be a good omen for the couple getting married today. Mike and I had a rainy wedding (it was first predicted that there would be a hurricane in the area, and then it was downgraded to a tropical storm) and it turned out just fine. Mind you, we did get married indoors, so that helped a lot.