I decided today that I would make a pig quilt TableRunner for my sister in law. She has a pig. Blossom is a Vietnamese Pot Bellied Pig. I usually think of these things as small pigs but Blossom is larger than my Swissys, and they are pretty big dogs.
Blossom is older than 20 years. I don't think I have a picture of her anywhere, but I guess she is cute...as pigs go. She has a lot of wiry odd sticking out hairs. And a huge nose she uses to root up the sofa cushions every day when Michelle leaves for work. She learned to open the refrigerator a long long time ago, so they actually have a padlock on their fridge. (It hasn't stopped anyone from getting fat, so it only works for real pigs.)
Last year I made Michelle a quilt from the Olivia the Pig collection in black and white and reds. I loved the quilt. I hope Michelle did too, since I have not heard from her about it at all. She was not present when I handed the basket of presents to my brother, so I have no idea what she thought about it.
I thought I would just zip out 8 pig blocks this afternoon and then finish them up tomorrow. Well, best laid plans of pigs and women. I fought with the construction of the pig for some reason. It was way harder than I thought it would be. See my Bad Pig? It looks like, I don't know what. A blimp maybe? The red pig turned out a bit better not worse. I think I need to make the pigs skinnier in their body. LOL. That is funny, my pig needs a diet! I finally did get it done, and had to cook supper then leave for a Toastmaster meeting. So I really got nothing done all day!
But does it look like a pig? Aughhhhhhh!
So then I decided not to do a whole big quilt, but to do a pig theme group of presents and the tablerunner. I found a really adorable watering can that is shaped like a good sized pink pig. And I found a red/white/blue piggy bank. And a dish shaped like a cute little piggy. I think this along with the table runner will be a pretty cute gift. I guess once again, though, I won't know how it goes over since I never hear from them and never see Michelle.
She won't read this, they have not paid much attention to us here in Baton Rouge in a long long time. So the surprise won't be spoiled. I just get upset that my mom never sees them either. That is the hurt in all this.