Applique V

I am almost done with the placemats. Last night, I was able to finish the applique (one looks like practice and the other is brilliant) and sew up to the point where I turned it. Now I just need to do some hand sewing and add a spot of quilting! I should finish that next week. I'll do the photo then, because they aren't going to look much different.

Then we're going to make a pocketbook. I think after that (shouldn't take too long) the instructor and I are going to make Amy Butler's weekender travel bag together. That's the plan anyway.

I'm starting to have a new-found respect for the GF. Last night, as they were packing to go to DC, I actually heard her say this sentence: "That's not my sweater; those are your underpants." I can't even imagine the circumstances under which that would need to be said. The dude says his father is a dufus (he's a brilliant former classics professor, but he can't get himself across the street without help). I think the dude finds it a little wearing to be with his father, but the older his father gets the more time he wants to spend with his son. (For example, this trip here, now. The dude and I are going to England in December. FIL wants the dude to go back in the summer.) I suspect he wants to make up for the time he was being a brilliant classics professor and ignoring his family, but he's not the only one who gets to make that decision... Or maybe not. I just don't get the English. I sit quietly by and observe, but I am so steeped in my own tradition, I find it difficult to offer other interpretations of their behavior...