The boyfriend came to the the first game of C's soccer tournament last weekend. A-ha! An opportunity that I couldn't resist.....you know it! I couldn't resist mentioning that C wouldn't let me put a label on his quilt.
Yeah, she'll hate me forever or at least five minutes.
We had emailed each other before, with permission--C let me email tournament details and season schedule, so he emailed me last week to ask if I could still put a label on his quilt.
He asked C first if it was okay to ask me to do it. She thinks he's a dork, but his reasoning is that he wants a lable on it so it is a fact that someone, his girlfriend, gave it to him and that it was made especially for him.
I think I like this guy! (I almost think, though, that she has met him too early in life. I don't think there's such a thing as high school sweathearts anymore.)
He brought the quilt to C's soccer game yesterday. He had it in a zippered plastic bag--so, maybe there is something weird about this guy?! (or, his mother taught him well?! I'm kicking myself that I didn't think of that. Then, again, I hope he's not keeping it in there and just used it to transport the quilt. We don't want him to store it. We want him to use it!)
I put together label yesterday with acceptable wording printed it on Printed Treasures and sewed it on the quilt yesterday. The first one I made was awful so I got online and got instructions for a better method--I may have been quilting for years and made more than one label, but I don't work with a lot of common sense at my disposal and I also forget from one project to the next. Duh!
I even got to take what I think are better pictures ....
name removed to protect the innocent
bragging rights for both of you - win/win!!!
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