Thanks to everyone who commented on my last two posts about the Tetris quilt. Unfortunately, the patient didn't survive the last operation. When I took apart the quilt sandwich, the back of the top was solid white with shed batting--I really think the batting was defective. When I washed it, that lint balled up in knots in the seam allowances, pulling out threads and rolling up in them. Even if I had carefully clipped all of those, I couldn't feel confident about the integrity of the quilt top. Better to start over.....On the plus side, I got to buy fabric this morning--not what I had intended to spend my NEXT month's quilting budget on, but it's going to be a much better quilt this time!
I thought about burying the "corpse," or perhaps burning it. Decided to get DH or DS to dispose of it discretely--it isn't salvageable, and even if something were, I don't want to look at it any more. When I was a little girl, we had a lady in the church named Aunt Peane, who was the best baker I've ever known. If a cake didn't meet her high standards, she would get her shovel and head to the garden to bury it. She had a really, really great garden too. Sometime I'll tell you about her ice cream topping---let's just say good Baptists shouldn't have had anything to do with it....