You’re a Quilter
Apr 11th, 2010 by quilter
Finish this statement: You know you're a quilter when...
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Apr 11th, 2010 by quilter
Finish this statement: You know you're a quilter when...
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…you see the wallpaper in the hotel bathroom and think, “Oh, what a gorgeous border that would make for a quilt!”
You are watching a TV show or movie and point out the quilt on screen to your family. Then, you’re surprised they aren’t interested!
When towns or cities you may be traveling through or to are known for their quilt shops.
You get annoyed every time you watch a promotional spot for one of the local PBS stations with two guys from a home improvement show.
One guy in the spot (talking about watching shows on the channel) says “…and you learned how to QUILT!” and the other guy says “…and I’m getting pretty good at it too!” — but he’s holding up a CROCHETED afghan!
And you seriously consider withholding your donation to the station for this year. But of course you don’t because then they might not carry Fons & Porter’s Love of Quilting anymore.
… you examine the interesting pattern in the concrete floor of the airport parking garage and think, “Wow, that would make a good quilting design.” (And guess what? it did!)
You reschedule your child’s birthday party because you did not realize a quilt show was in town.
When you drool over your friend’s new dress … only because the fabric is one you would consider using in a quilt.
Or you want to go up and talk to a stranger to find out where they purchased their shirt so you can go and buy it yourself for your stash.
… you get to work and see threads inside your pantyhose.
When you look around and realize your spare bedroom is now called a studio.
When you recognize geographical locations by quilt shops not City and State.
-All empty food containing packaging is considered for quilting supplies storage. -Your husband picks threads off your back in public places.
You know you are a quilter when you want to see everyone elses stash and sewing room when you visit their house and you do not care how messy it is. You also know that your area in your house is in the same disarray.
You know you’re a quilter when your Farmville farm is laid out as a 9-patch.
You know you are a quilter when your husband helps you plan quilt store stops while on your vacations or short getaways. What a great guy.
You know you’re a quilter when you drive 800 miles to spend a week quilting with a friend.
You know you are a quilter when you check out your husband and he too has threads on the front of his shirt after giving you a big hug.
You know you are a quilter when you take your Featherweight and several projects with you on a road trip to visit friends and family because you just might have time to do some quilting before you get to bed in your hotel room.
You know you are a quilter when the bags of coffee (blue/silver/white design) at Starbucks look interesting enough to incorporate into a quilt design.
When house shopping, you buy the house that has the best room for your studio as your first priority.
We did just this, two years ago. The house we bought had a family room by the kitchen for the TV, pets, and family. A separate living room with a door, can be shut to keep pets and family out. It was also noted that the front door could be used for visiting quilters. They come into my studio first. This works well as most quilters do not judge on the basis of studio neatness. The rest of my house is hidden from view.
You know you are a quilter when… your husband tells you to go sew because that will make you a happier person. And your family starts pointing out to you things that are quilty related when you are out and about.
you know you are a quilter when… your nieces and nephews start dropping hints about color scemes as their weddings get closer.
You know you’ve become a quilter when you see a necklace in a magazine and know you have just found the colors for your next quilt!
…you’re walking your dog and you see snippets of fabric from trimming “dog ears” and bits of thread in your dogs fur. (New listener, caught up on ALL episodes over the Labor day wknd…Lovin’ it)
…you’re folding laundry and wondering how much longer that shirt/dress/skirt is going to last before you could reasonably cut it up for scraps!
…you diligently use your calculator while grocery shopping so that you can come $10 under budget and buy the 2 quilt magazines sitting in your basket. (Mama feeding 7.5!)
You know your a quilter when,,,,,while driving down the road with your husband and he says, hey did you see the five deer on the side of the road? and you say, No, but I see that fabric store about a 1/2 mile down the road!
You know you’re a quilter when,,,,you’ve stopped listening to the radio and news programs on the way to work, and only listen to quilting podcasts
…most family dinners have to wait until you finish cutting on the kitchen table, and batting/scraps have to be wisked off the chair seats before they can sit down.
You know you’re a quilter when…. even CLEANING your sewing room is fun!
You know you’re a quilter when you spent more money on your latest sewing machine than you did on your last car…
You know you’re a quilter when you leave your spare sewing machine at your non-sewing daughter’s house so you’ll have a machine there when you fly in for a visit.
You know you’re a quilter when you come home from a trip and the only picture on your camera is the hotel carpet because it looked like it could be a cool quilt pattern!
You know you’re a quilter when the tour guide for an historical estate chastises you in front of the whole tour group for using an ink pen inside the premises. (yes, I was trying to sneakily sketch the antique quilt that was on the antique bed, because there was no photography allowed!)
You know you’re a quilter when you find thread bits and lint floating in your cuppa tea…. and you drink it anyway.
You know you’re a quilter when you realize you’ve been quilting for hours, and you feel like your a kid with a new Christmas gift.
You know you’re a quilter when someone in your family asks what you want for Christmas and you respond by saying, “Pick out the pattern for a quilt you would lilke me to make for YOU. That would be a great present for me!”
You know you’re a quilter when your 5 year old grandson, who you are talking to on the phone, says to you, “Grandma, I can hear you sewing” and he is right.
I have one for you. First I need to tell you that I work with 2 year-old children. With that being said: you know you are a quilter when you place shirts that children are wear on the copier machine in order to get a copy of the applique art on their shirt to put in your applique or pattern folder for future use.
Sunday at church, while sitting on the front row in plain view of the pastor, I found myself surreptitiously sketching the design of the decorative grate covering baptistry window. Looked like a great combo piecing and applique design! I’m also seeing possible future quilts in the manhole covers I see on my daily walk and there is a front door that intrigues me as well!
You know you are a quilter when you take your quilting set-up to your son’s house while you stay there for a week! I love playing with my granddaughter, and then love quilting while she takes a nap!
I also fall into this category. You won’t believe what I just paid to have UPS ship my travel machine to Texas, as I prepare to spend 10 days there with my sister. I just can’t do without a little sewing every day. Of course, she has some shams and duvet covers she needs done, too. I KNOW I am a quilter!
I was listening to Episode 40 on the treadmill this morning and you mentioned the “You Know You’re A Quilter” section. I realized that I never walk, indoors or outdoors, without listening to quilt blogs. So I guess I know I am a quilter because it is quilt blogs that are my constant companion and encouragement to keep moving! Often, listening to a blog keeps my feet moving the extra minutes because I want to hear the entire episode before I stop.
You choose to drive across the country instead of fly just so you can stop at quilt shops in every state you pass.
You start eyeing your child’s elementary school grade-level t-shirts as soon as they come home and mentally comparing it to your stash to figure out what best layout would be for their t-shirt quilt when they are 11.
My daughter just got her 1st one for kindergarten. She’s five.
You don’t think twice about hopping the car on a whim for the fifty-mile round trip to a favorite fabric store.
you go to old churches in Europe and marvel at how the windows (usually stain glass) would translate into quilts, especially if you used batiks.
…your company’s logo gives you a quilt idea.
You visit your inlaws only a couple a weeks in a year and you have a second set of tools stored at her house, so you do not have to carry your stuff from home.
You know you’re a quilter when it’s more important to get the quilt out of the frame than to clean and set up for the 20-person luncheon you’re hosting the next day!
you go on vacation and come home with pictures of floor designs and brick sidewalk designs
…when you do not toss out a blouse because you know it would make a great block in a quilt.
I am going to change your sentence a little bit and say “You know your friend is a quilter when…you arrive home to find her bailing out your flooding basement studio and her first words to you are ‘It’s OK, I unplugged your Janome 6600′”. A little bit more to the story: My daughter arrived home from school to find water pouring in from a basement window following days of heavy rain. I was at work an hour away, and my husband was on travel 600 miles away, so he posted a call for help on Facebook. My friend and her husband came immediately with a wet-vac and started bailing out the basement. Fortunately the water never came near my stash and machines, it just ruined the carpet. I love how my friend’s first concern was for my Janome that day!!
When you’re dressed up for an evening out, including wearing 4″ stilettos and you sit down to chain piece just a few more strips while waiting for everyone else to get ready.
My sister-in-law walked into my studio to collect me after she figured out where I was.