It's Superbowl Sunday

And so far, it seems like any other Sunday if you are a quiltmaker's cat. I've dished out their breakfast, had my first cup of coffee and read the mail and the newspaper. While millions will sit at home glued to their television screens, the quiltmaker's cats will have a different sort of Superbowl Sunday. No parties, no noise coming from the tv, no deli platters to steal cold cuts from (I can almost hear Tito's sighs, he's a born urchin-stealing-pedigreed-sort of cat).

One thing is for sure, the quiltmaker's cats know that there will be some stitching happening today. I'm torn between quilting some on Paula's little doll quilt or piecing a Nearly Insane block. Who will win? Paula's little quilt has turned into one of the smallest nightmares I've ever made. It's been a project in the works for the last two + years. I have to finish it, else she'll be too old to play with dolls. I put borders on it, got the last bit of the appliqué sewn, basted it, started to quilt it and realized that I should have taken the time to grade the seams. The blocks are small, the quilting is painful because of all the seam allowances. I am finding excuses to put it in the backburner again. Finishing it will be the battle of must vs. I'd rather be.


Es el domingo del Superbowl. Y de momento parece cualquier otro domingo si eres un gato de una quilter. Les he dado el desayuno, me he tomado mi primera taza de café, he leido el correo y el periódico. Mientras millones se sentarán delante de la tele en sus casas, los gatos de la quilter tendrán un domingo diferente. Ni fiestas, ni ruido de la tele, ni platos de embutido de los que puedan robar (casi puedo oir a Tito quejándose, es un pícaro-ladrón-de pedigrí).

Una cosa es segura: los gatos de la quilter ya saben que va a haber costura hoy. Estoy sin decidirme ent