The crazy quilter train is about to leave the station. I went to the quilt guild meeting (which for Chalicat's benefit, is basically a club of people who are all interested in quilting) and found it to be AWESOME. They have a president with goals and lots of nice members.
Admittedly when I arrived I didn't know what to do and I spotted a woman who goes to quilt nights at the quilt shop. I approached her and said hello, you go to the quilt shop, right? And she said yes, I'm Karen. I introduced myself and told her it was my first time and she showed me around and let me sit by her and her friends and it was very lovely. At quilt night she's been pleasant but I don't recall speaking to her about anything in particular.
So I showed them The Boy's baby quilt, and I got some suggestions for fixing it (I just zig-zagged some fabric onto a background fabric and after The Boy spit up on it, I had to wash it. That frayed the edges).
Also I joined the guild. I'm a geek at heart.
The big thing? They are hosting a quilt show at the end of September. I've decided I want to make an entry. I realize this is a hysterically difficult goal to reach. But I drew out the design yesterday and figured out the fabric lengths and everything, and I think I'm going to do it. It's only about 2.75 feet by 3.5 feet. So it won't be huge. It will be a challenge. But I think I'm up for it. I already bought the fabric this afternoon so maybe I can start on it this evening. WooWoo! chugga chugga chugga...