This month’s sewing class project was to make quilted placemats. I wasn’t that excited about them when I heard about them, and I knew I had another giraffe blanket in my near future (first make is here). Yes, another friend having a baby. There must be something in the water.
When I got to class and pulled out my fabric and pattern, everyone looked at me curiously. What was I making? A placemat out of minky? Certainly not! I explained that I was making a previous class project, which isn’t technically against the rules. Only it’s been so long since the original class (back in January 2011), almost all of the class has turned over since then.
As the class went on, I kept looking longingly at everyone else’s placemats. Placemats! Sometime during the class it dawned on me that I must have a serious crush on all things sewing if just seeing other projects come together, projects I knew I didn’t need and previously hadn’t wanted, made me sad I wouldn’t be bringing the same home myself.