April 18, 2011
Single Girl Verse
A girl complains she has no quilt for her bed.
She sees one at Pottery Barn instead.
The price is too high and too dear.
Her fairy Godmother does not appear.
She buys up a stash of Katie Jump Rope.
For two years she feels like a complete dope.
A pattern is bought and put on a shelf to be made.
More fabric is needed, "how 'bout a trade."
She procrastinates on how it is to be done,
The directions seem too scary and not too much fun.
Three other girls sing their siren song,
"Why don't you join this Single Girl Quilt Along?"
She buys up Kona by the yard.
It really can't be that hard.
Templates and pieces of fabric are cut out.
Threads are flying everywhere, the husband pouts.
A test pillow soon turns into a quilt.
With some Garden Party, there can't be much guilt.
Now on to some Katie Jump Rope in plaid,
She tries not to cry and not become sad.
What if she cuts those daisies and dots all wrong?
She throws herself into the project headlong.
Rings to quadrants and quadrants to blocks,
She's up to midnight in her pajamas and socks.
Laundry, dishes and beds need to be made so,
Is this quilt going to be another UFO?!
The kids are fed pizza by husband with flair,
As she disappears into her sewing room lair.
Finally, the stripes, daisies and ribbon flowers,
Are sewn furiously into the wee hours.
Flickr support groups and blogging friends,
Certainly helped her reach this so happy end-
A Single Girl quilt is lying blissfully on her bed.
Isn't that quite enough to be said??
(I will be sharing this with some friends this friday at Sarah's blog. Take a peek! )