Finished the quilt. And thus my quest for the "perfect" pattern for a baby quilt pattern rolls on.
Last night as I was sewing on the binding, I had a mishap. I was watching that TV show "Lie to Me'" and they just got to the point where they say "We saw that vicious scowl on your face, and because of that, we know that you're the murderer! You're the one who knew the victim was allergic to peanuts, and you slipped some hot peanut butter into his chili!" And instead of the accused saying "Are you nuts? Where's the evidence--I'm calling my lawyer from the law firm of Dewey, Cheatum, and Howe!" He says, "Well, you got me now--I'm the one who did the dirty deed." It reminds me of an old Perry Mason show--where Perry has a woman on the witness stand, and asks her, "On the night of February 30th, did you go to the home of your husband's mistress' boyfriend and stab him to death?" And she starts crying, "Oh, Mr. Mason, you asked me question after question--I can't take it anymore! Yes, I killed the guy. He was ruining all my husband's fun!"
Anyhow, at that pointed point, I stabbed my finger with the point of the needle. Luckily, no Bad Fairy had cast a spell on me, so I didn't fall asleep for a hundred years. I hurried to the bathroom and used a white towel and some peroxide to get the blood spot off of the quilt.