Father's Day

Sometimes we spend days looking for those special colors to make a quilt. Maybe we need to take a look at our surroundings and we will find those special colors. Along with those colors we may find that one special person.  A father.

Bob the Builder

I could not find a table to put my big-ass new sewing machine on in my plant room. It seems as thought my dining room was always getting eaten up by the sewing machine and fabric. Ugh. We wanted something simple and that is hard to find. So after moping around on a rainy day Bob decided to tackle the project himself. I know that is very scary to some of you but I had complete confidence in "Bob the Builder". He went to Home Depot and bought the top and four legs. It was a little wobbly at first but our neighborhood inspector came over and suggested braces. So when Andy the inspector speaks we listen. He put the supports on today and the wobble is gone. In the background is Kylie's second scrap quilt to be put on her top bunk bed. This will pull the room together and make her happy. That is a good thing. I love my new room with my work table. I am going to stain it a mauve color or weird green. I need something that draws me in to be creative. If only it was that easy. :)