There I was, minding my own business (actually drying my hair while flipping through Martha's July issue - I am an expert multi-tasker) when I had an attack.
I saw this photo
and knew I had to recreate it.
This is not a big deal. A lot of people probably saw this photo and thought it was a fun 4th of July craft. (Here's where the attack part comes in.) I, of course, felt the urgent need to recreate it on a gigantic scale in FABRIC.
Not again! The last time the fabric attack hit I ended up with this. I love, love this quilt, by the way. It's on Heidi's bed now and every time I look at it I think about how glad I am that I spent all that time last summer making it. Looking at it also helped me remember all that work and that I was not in the mood to ever make another.
I tried to stop thinking about it but I guess my brain wouldn't let me. I wore a navy skirt with turquoise and red polka dots to a boring meeting. At the meeting I imagined cutting it into strips and pairing it with other outfits in the room. That's when knew I was licked and I gave into my pioneer heritage.
And now my closet is being taken over by red, white, blue and turquoise squares in every size. I am using the exact same pattern as last summer and instead of wondering what I was thinking, I'm feeling giddy.
Curse you and your napkin crafts, Martha Stewart!
You've turned me into an accidental quilter!
(PS to LH and AF - Is this precious or what?)