Poor, Poor, Pitiful Me

After my previous rather lengthy hiatus, I have resolved to be better about blogging regularly. Dear friends, I have reformed, turned over a new leaf, made a change for the better...at least for right now! Consequently, even though I don't have a finished product to show you, or really anything much of interest to report, I am subjecting treating you all to an update.

Things are progressing well with my scrappy snowball quilt. This weekend I sewed all the individual blocks together, trimmed and ironed them. Then, this afternoon, I sewed the blocks into six rows of six. It was fast work. I'll have the entire top finished within another hour whenever I have a chance to sit down with it next.

Now, I was going to leave the post as that above, but as I was typing it, I decided that it was just too short. If I'm going to go to the effort of posting, I may as well make it a good one...right? Plus, I was listening to Warren Zevon on my swanky new iHome that Santa gave me, and I became inspired. Poor, poor, pitiful me...have you seen my quilting setup? Its bad...feel sorry for me.

This is my desk in my door where some losers do their homework. Not I...this is where I sew. I measured...its about 42 inches by 24 inches. The attractive green plant on the right is my spider plant Bartholomew. My sewing machine's name can't be printed here. I'm trying to keep this family friendly and there are way to many four-letter words in its name. Can you tell I want a new machine? I do. More than air to breath.

This picture is of the rickety old ironing board and cruddy iron that reside in our house laundry room. It is seriously scary every time I iron. I'm afraid that the dang board is going to collapse on me. The iron is also a little scary. The temperature control is BAAAAADDD. I always iron on the back of my fabric, because I'm afraid it will singe my blocks. (See snowballs in progress too)

So there you go...just like I told you:

Poor, poor, pitiful me. Poor, poor, pitiful me.

Crafting in a dorm is no cup of tea...lord have mercy on me.

WOE is me!