"It's just a bunch of half-square triangles. How hard could that be?" That's what I said to myself when I saw the quilt and decided to sign up for the class. Well let me tell you folks, it's a heck of a lot harder than it looks.
The fact that Milah didn't hold me down and pound little knots all over my head for getting us into this mess during our class yesterday is a testament to her good nature. We had our poor instructor, Kay, hopping trying to fix our blocks. In our defense we both had some technical difficulties with our machines. At first my Janome Jem was smooshing my 1/4 inch foot so it was more like a 3/8 inch foot. Then Milah's featherweight didn't want to cooperate at all.
Tell me she doesn't look like she's thinking "OMG, where did these women come from?" in this picture.
By the end of the three hour class, after resolving our technical problems, telling more than a few funny stories, eating lots of chocolate and having a few hot flashes we still didn't have a completed block. We did however notice if we combined our pieces together it at least looked like we accomplished something. We make a good team. Just not a particularly efficient one. :)