I started my college t-shirt quilt two years after graduating. Not too bad, all things considered.
Now I am not one to start a project and leave it hangin' half way through. But this one sat for another two and a half years completely untouched and folded neatly in my linen closet awaiting it's day of resurrection.
Let's put things in perspective, shall we? When I began this quilt we lived in a different house in a different town across the state. Wyatt had just started crawling.
Gah, he was fat and happy.
Somehow in the past week the quilt weaseled it's way onto my to-do list. Perhaps because my linen closet is also my wrapping station/craft storage/game center and the whole thing is the size of a water heater closet.
Ol' Mister Outlaw made it into the quilt, because he's how I met the hubs, y'all!
'Scuse me for sewing over your head, sir.
I did pretty much every step without measuring and exactly not how you're supposed to do it. But it's done and it will keep movie-watchers warm for years to come!