Liar, Liar ... Quilt's on Fire

This was inspired by Doug's Liar post, and Lightning Bug's Butt 's and Jamie Dawn's getting-into-theater posts.

I was one of those big toddlers. Mom tells me that when I was two years old, I was as big as a six year old (wearing size six clothing). People were always asking her why I wasn't in school. This was pretty upsetting to her, as she was a young mother and intimidated by her elders.

However, when I was six, I was still wearing size six. So, I guess there was a savings in clothing, right? Actually, no. You see, Granny and mom's oldest sister Mary sewed. ALOT. I had enough clothing to not repeat wearing anything for weeks. Granny made her own patterns. Show her an article of clothing and she would figure out how to make it. Made her own bras, for pete's sake. Aunt Mary made and sold Barbie clothing. I remember seeing it hanging on a rack at Papa's store.

Mom further sez that when I was out playing, adult friends would stop me to inspect my clothing. Apparently you could tell who made it by looking at the inner workings - Granny's was as neat on the insides as the outsides. Mary's handiwork was best looked at from the outside ~ who cared what it looked like inside?

I've got a quilt top that Mary made. It's a Lone Star pattern. It's HUGE. It's like she started and didn't know when to quit. It needs to have fabric added between the star points before it gets quilted. The fabric used was all leftovers from other projects ~ this is what quilts were orginially meant to use. The notion of going out and buying new fabric to make a quilt with was an alien concept to Aunt Mary. Some of the fabrics would make you laugh - strictly 70s stuff. I keep thinking that I'm going to finish it one of these days. Actonbell made a Lone Star quilt for her bed ... it's really neat. Mom has quilts that Granny made and I can recognize some of the fabric coming from clothes that she made.

Well, DH is vacuuming. Guess I need to get going and help with the cleaning . . .