Tomorrow, Marty's two favorite girl cousins are coming to visit.(I use the word "girl" lightly because they haven't been girls since he was a boy.) Funny word, that. I refer to my daughters as "the girls" even they are adult women. And my grandmother referred to her friends as "the girls" even when they were all in their late eighties. OTOH - we refer to Marty's middle-aged sons as "the boys," so at least we can't be accused of gender discrimination. Do you find yourself doing the same thing? Referring to your grown kids the girls or the boys, or your female friends as "the girls"? I suppose male friends become "the guys."
Where was I going with this? Nowhere, fast.
Today, I taught "Can this Fabric Be Saved?" Eight people in the class, only two of whom were experienced. I mostly forgot to take pictures of the"befores" but here is one that Barbie brought
Trust me, these were UGLY before May got out her fly swatter, stamp, and paint.
Linda did a good job of covering up what was underneath on the front fabric and we'll see where it goes.
The yellow was the original color of Rosetta's fabric - aren't the stripes neat?
It doesn't take much to figure out who did THIS piece of fabric.
As usual, happiest with my demo cloth. Needs more black and a different scale.
And since it is almost 11 pm on the east coast, I am moving in the direction of upstairs.