Clothing vs. Quilting

The beauty of sewing clothing rather than quilts is that the gratification comes MUCH sooner. Less cussing under ones breath, less last minute scrambles to the fabric store, less late nights at the sewing machine, less aches in the neck from bending over the sewing machine. And yet... I'm afraid that I still love those dang quilts more. So much pride goes into a finished one because of the time and effort that it consumed (and plus, my hubby massages out the kinks in my neck :). Susan has been working on a cathedral for FOUR YEARS! And it's beautiful! (Susan, I can't seem to find the picture, would you help me out?).

I'm leaving on Thursday and won't be home until Monday night and I am plotting about how I could get my sewing machine on the plane as a carry on... if I took the needle out of it, what's left to be used as a weapon? A friend of mine just got back from Ethiopia and they let her take her bamboo knitting needles as a carry on...

If I were to get into a fight with someone, I would much rather they wield a sewing machine rather than some knitting needles! Did you know that bamboo is stronger than steel? All the better to stab you with as far as I'm concerned. Let's really think about this. Would you rather have a 30 lb. sewing machine thrown at you or your eye poked out by a knitting needle? Again, I choose the slow moving sewing machine. I could see it coming and steathfully jump out of the way. Maybe I'll just debate the security guys about it when I get to the airport. I'll bring in a ton of data that proves my point and they'll go for it. My hubby thinks that calling would be a better idea. He's so sensible.

Well, now that I've blabbed for the morning, here's some photos of Miss B in the dress that I made her last night. Isn't she the cutest!?!And I got a birthday present in the mail from my mother-in-law. How cool is that!?! I honestly believe that we're blessed with the best family. But there is a part of me that wonders if I should take the titles as a hint? Hmmmm...