I hate to do this, because I know it drives her nuts, but I can't not show you what I finished last night, so she's just gonna have to buck up and deal.
THE OVERLY INDULGENT READER WHO GIFTED ME A PLANE TICKET IS NOT ALLOWED TO SCROLL PAST THE BUFFER PICTURE OF MY KIDS. Unless she wants to. It's totally up to her.
I truly miss the days when wearing a bathing suit felt so free and easy and that getting into a crouching position like that while wearing one wasn't potentially obscene. I'm seriously considering getting one of those "modest" swimsuits, which of course I will wear while drinking tequila straight from the bottle and giving everyone the finger, just so no one thinks I've gone Amish or something.
ANYWAY. I have actually been sewing, and I've gone back to working on my plane ticket benefactor's quilt. It needed sashing, not only to set off the blocks nicely and make the quilt bigger, but also because the blocks were nearly impossible to square off to the same size. Those damn Bali pops were just all over the place, and I hoped that I could make up some of the shortfalls and overages in the sashing. I think it may still need a border for the same reason, but I'm considering it finished enough to show you.
You can't tell in the picture, but the sashing isn't just white. I had purchased a sort of lavender and blue batik that seemed pale enough for what I wanted when I was in the shop, but when I got it home, I felt it was going to compete with the blocks too much. I kept looking for what I really wanted, which was something so pale that it would seem white against the blocks, but would actually have some color in it, preferably blue. Never found it. So I took the fabric I originally bought and bleached it. It came out perfect - the fabric is now almost white with soft streaks of pale, pale blue. Of course, it will probably now disintegrate in a stiff breeze, but I'm not going to worry about that while it's hanging up all pretty and finished and not sucking.