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Sam's Car Quilt

It's things like this that make we worry I'm losing touch with reality.

So, on our trip, we stopped at IKEA. The kid's play area was full so it was me with three kids in tow browsing through the giant store. We get to the kid area and my kids start climbing into the display beds. Sam finds one with car bedding and falls in love with it. He starts saying things like, "Sam's car blankie. Car blankie for Sam. Buy car blankie for Sam." over and over and over again while cuddling up with this bedding.

OK, normal person's reaction. "Hmmmm. He really likes that car blanket. Do I have enough money in my IKEA budget to buy it today?" If the answer is yes, they buy it. End of story. If they don't, they promise to think about it for Christmas or birthday or just the next time they make it to IKEA. Then they drag their kicking and screaming child away from their heart's desire.

My reaction- "Hmmmmm. He really likes that car blanket. I'm pretty sure I have some fabric left over from the last time I made a car quilt. Sam, would you like me to make you a car blanket?" See, not exactly a normal reaction.

And then we got home from our trip. And it had been like a whole week and half since I'd used my sewing machine. I actually made it through 20 whole hours of unpacking and laundry before I started the car quilt. And, a week later, it's done.


I think I need some taller quilt holders.


In my defense, it is a really quick and simple quilt pattern. And, one that I'm willing to share. Anyone interested in a tutorial on the two different blocks and a list of ideas for possible variations? Speak now or I'm forever deleting the process pictures.


Even with only 20 big 14" blocks, planning, cutting, sewing, basting, quilting and binding a 56" by 70" quilt in only a week is admittedly crazy. Especially when dealing with unpacking, settling back in routine and a sore throat that will not die. But, what can I say, it helped me think about something other than how my throat hurt.


I am totally digging the backing and binding together. The yellow dashes remind me of painted road lines. Note to self: Make a blue, white and yellow quilt. Wait, I already am.  Note to self: Finish my awesome blue, white, (orange) and yellow quilt.



Scary fact #1- This quilt did not require a single trip to the fabric store. Top, backing, binding, thread all from what I had on hand- mostly leftovers from other quilts. I love having a fully stocked craft room.

Scary fact #2- I've been making a lot from stash- basically everything I possibly could. I haven't bought fabric just because I liked it in years. Everything's been bought for a specific purpose and mostly used up in that specific purpose. This quilt made me realize I may just have reached the limits of my stash. The back was my last big piece of fabric that is not a cheesy, multi-colored novelty print. I have nothing left in my red bin bigger than a fat quarter. In fact, I was pretty hard pressed to find a piece of fabric large enough to cut out the 4.5" by 14.5" pieces needed. Same with blues. And greens. And pretty much everything. My novelty bin is still pretty stuffed but most everything else is what others would just consider scraps. So, two resolutions- first, time to make some scrap quilts! and second, it's time to put some serious thought into building a good, solid, useful stash.

So, two blog posts in one day. You lucky readers. Don't get used to it!


balloongal said…
I love you, not normal person. Great car quilt.

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