quiet weekend

It has actually been a long weekend and it's not over yet! Starting Wednesday at noon, when Marty came home, every day has been Saturday. It is getting a bit old. Spent 2 or 3 days re-photographing a bunch of quilts and putting them into a powerpoint, which I also had to rewrite because I was bored with it. And if I am bored, just think how my audience will feel! Anyway, here is the first quilt I ever made: hand pieced, hand quilted, 1974. No rotary cutters or mats existed. Traced pattern with carbon paper, added 1/4" all around, cut, and sewed with needle and thread. Only Polyester batting was in the stores - this one weighs about 900 lbs because I wanted it warm, so it is double batting. Years ago I took it to a small quilting group meeting of people I didn't know very well. I brought this quilt and they all laughed and told me how ugly and "seventies" it was. I think those ditsy calicos have a certain je ne sais quoi: I never went back. Here is a detail. Today, I spent half the day in the beauty salon, getting beautiful. While I was waiting around for the color to take (gasp - "You mean it's not your natural color???") I realized there were patterns everywhere. Luckily, I had my camera in my purse, so I amused myself and frightened the manicurist by taking a picture or three. Tomorrow is Sunday - let's see what day it feels like...