Southern California Council of Quilt Guilds - April 9, 2016

It never rains in Southern California - right!

Traveling to Carson, California to introduce myself to many California quilt guilds.

So, what in the world do you bring with you to tell everyone I lecture about THREAD and SEWING MACHINES? OMG! Well, that is a story in itself, but I believe I did okay trying to convince everyone they all NEED to know how to use thread and needles in their sewing machines (including embroidery and longarms, too). A lot of guild representatives were afraid this subject was way too boring while others figured all us quilters knew all that stuff. . . So, I felt like one of those guys at the county fair who kept trying to get people to watch him slice and dice! Not particularly a pleasant feeling, but I could tell people figured no one could say anything interesting about a spool of thread and how to use it in a sewing machine.

WELL, MY FRIENDS - Let me tell you - I convinced several guilds this is fun. Actually fun and interesting because it is something everyone can go home and use right away. No story about how thread is made, blah, blah, blah (I have sat through enough of those myself).  THIS IS GREAT STUFF, we all need to know and use.

So, my day ended having convinced several guilds this is all most excellent. I had one my friends (also student) with me and we ended up having a terrific time with a lot of very interesting people. I'm not going to bore you with the details, but we had a great time.

Next blog is: QUILTING WITH MY SISTER-IN-LAW, Nancy. Nancy came back down from Northern California to spend a week with me for another "Quilt Camp." You won't believe what she brought with her this time. Evidently, when I started teaching her to quilt I forgot to tell her never tell your friends, "Oh, sure, I can finish your mom's old quilt for you" (thinking all the time that she would include ME in her intentions). We all love our friends and family, but offering to finish someone else's quilt after it has been in storage in a cardboard box you can bet you are in for a few surprises. . . and we were!