It's hot, I'm crabby, and the hubs is a dead man. Just popping in to show you a bit of progress on the wall hanging, then I've got to get ready to head out to a family birthday party...hubs-less.
You might not have known that I married to a man with no family values, who thinks that playing softball for 9 hours in 106 degrees is far more important than attending a milestone birthday celebration for a close family member.
Now, he could have done what just about every other guy on his team has done at one time or another...not played two games and come home in time to go to the party, missing 2 games (hardly life altering, as they're also playing tomorrow), but no it's far more important to not let down a softball team that was thrown together at the last minute to play in this tournament than it is to fulfill a family obligation and not piss off your wife. Oh well, his life will be miserable for the rest of the week...at least.
Fortunately, my daughter has not inherited his skewed sense of values and she and her husband will be picking me up and accompanying me to the event.
I started out cutting and folding a paiece of fabric to fit over the piece I needed to alter. Then I aligned the fold with the stitching line on the original piece, pinned it, and stitched along the original stitching line.
Then I pullled it up and pinned it down, temporarily.
I used invisible thread in the bobbin so you wouldn't notice the seam line, and apparently, this is what I used when I made the piece to begin with. (pretty brave for a newbie quilter at that time)
Next I traced my letters upside down on some fusible web, fused them to the new fabric and cut them out.
And I fused them to the new fabric panel.
Now this is why I've only pinned the new panel down....I'm going to applique the letters down, and I don't want the stitching to go through the layers of the wallhanging. Once I applique them, I'll stitch that panel down and quilt on top of it. In the end, it should look like I never made any changes. Check back tomorrow.
Enjoy your evening, and don't cry for the hubs....he knows there is now wrath like that of a woman scorned. Been there, done that, plenty of times. He never learns.