I mean, really sorry. Because I'd much rather have been sewing than arranging my son's surgery, and holding his hand through it.
Good news! The surgery is behind us, and he is doing great!
So that little no-sew excuse is over. Phew.
While we were juggling that whole hospitalisation thing, my Mum came to visit.
And, after leafing through a variety of quilting magazines I've accrued over more than a decade she decided to learn to quilt. And that I would teach her. In 1 day.
(To the soundtrack of "Rocky"...)
We used scraps to learn to cut, lay out, chain piece, and iron. We were awesome.
She then did it all again with non-scraps, and turned it all into a quilted place-mat with hand-stitched binding (hand stitching was finished after she flew home) - check out the mitred corners, next-to-the-ditch machine quilting and neatly meeting corners.
With much pomp and circumstance, I give you, my Mum, New Quilter Extraordinaire!