Recently, I made a pair of baby blankets. What a nightmare that was. I've made several of them before, based on an idea found at my very favorite local fabric store "The Cotton Ball." But my sewing machine just isn't up for the task, so every few inches, the thread breaks or tangles, and I have to manually pull the fabric through, which basically means I've broken the feeder mechanism and now I have to pull all fabric through.
But the blankets are soft and cute, and thankfully both were finished before the twins arrived. I was going to make just one, because my patience ran out about halfway through the first one. This is usual for me, to run out of patience before the project gets even close to done.
Kaya, being none too helpful, thought the whole adventure was for her. She would not get off the blankets as I was working on them. And the scraps of fabric were cuddled obsessively. I decided that I'd make her a dog bed out of the leftover material, which I had a substantial amount of. That didn't happen until 2 months later, but I finally made it and did just about the shoddiest job of it you could imagine. But I was tired of having this giant bag of fabric in my living room (and there's no closets here, so I had to leave it in the living room) and I had been gifted a bunch of stuffing, so it was time to either do it, or toss everything.
So yeah, now Kaya has her very own cuddly dog bed that looks totally ridiculous but she seems to love it.
