Comedy of Errors

basting my quilt...

What a silly adventure this was. I cleared out my dining room, washed the floor the best it has seen in ages and followed Oh, Frannson's tutorial on making a quilt sandwich. Clearing a room with a family in the house is one thing, but add a dog, good grief. My dog is a total pansy. See, he cannot walk accross laminate florring without a rug for purchase. He might start out confident but then he looks down and realizes, he is on a slippery floor - then it's like icecapades. Well, my quilt acted as his raft more than once, which caused chaos. I finally had to make a barrier with chairs to keep him out. It got done, but not without a shriek or two, and a few expletives even.

The quilt has now entered the actual machine quilting stage. I have never quilted anything this size - it is a new challenge for sure squashing the fabric in the right places to keep it from dragging on the needle. But I am liking it. Well, except that my shoulders keep crawling up to my ears, and then they hurt...I am 3 blocks away from being half done. I am setting milestones to check off my progress -I can see the light. If I make it to the end, I think I will treat myself to a massage to get my shoulders back where they belong. Then I'll come home and snuggle under my quilt.

I made another Molly Wizenberg confection today. Plum Clafoutis - I had to look up the pronunciation on that one. I purchased the most perfect plums at Brennan's yesterday and knew they would grow up to be a tart-like dessert. Clafoutis was the closest recipe that appealed to me. It can be likened to custard or flan - a light batter poured over fruit - often cherries. Im' in love. Again. And the best part, it's ridiculous easy.