But, just when I think my sewing career might be over, my friend who ordered me to make cushions and a dog bed this winter asked me if I could make "one of those throw things at the foot of the bed" for her slightly bland bedroom. She just bought a khaki spread and had some red, blue and yellow pillows, but she needed something else, she said.
She bought the fabric in the colors she so desired and I got to work.
Since she comes from this strange land called "That Will Do", a place where another friend of mine named j-ster often resides and a where I can't imagine even walking, let alone living, she just wanted me to sew a top and bottom piece together and call it a day. I suggested it should be quilted or the fabric would just shift and bunch and be obnoxious after it was washed. I knew she'd like it better and I could sleep at night knowing she wasn't going to get a balled up piece of fabric every time she washed it.
I also suggested a contrasting binding. She wanted piping but I quickly put a stop to that because I couldn't imagine piping around each of the corners.
It took two attempts because the fabric on the back shifted the first time and I didn't realize just how bad it was until I had finished all of the quilting. Luckily they were big stitches and it's not a very big project.
I thought red quilting on one side and blue on the other would be good in case she was feeling super decorative one day and not so decorative another day.
And, as always, I did my wavy quilting stitch because it's all I can handle with my lack of patience and regular, not long arm, sewing machine.
It was a simple project because she didn't care big it was as long as it fit across the bed. I had her get 3 yards of the blue which was just a couple of inches too long and I folded it in half lengthwise and that was about 24 inches. The binding was about 1 yard and I just cut it for 1 inch binding.
I'm still not interested in one of my own for my bed, but she was thrilled and showed everyone that walked into the office. Most reactions were just raised eyebrows. Either because they thought she was advertising for the Boston Red Sox or because they aren't fashionistas and had no idea what a bed runner is.