One of my ex’s had this amazing blanket his grandmother had made for him – it was blanket sized but the top was made of jean patches quilted together. It was warm and comfy and delightfully heavy, very easy to sleep under.
I loved this quilt, but when we broke up it was his.
I’m been saving my jeans as they work out for about a decade, and I finally came to the conclusion that I wasn’t ever going to put in the effort to make one. I don’t know how to quilt, and I’m not motivated to learn.
Luckily for me, there’s a woman about an hour and a half from me who makes quilts for people.
And that’s exactly what I want for my birthday.
We went and saw her yesterday and dropped off all the material I had collected, negotiated cost, and now there will be a quilt sometime in August for me to pick up.
I’m so excited! I’ll finally have that quilt I loved, only it will be MINE.
What’s the silliest thing you ever wanted for your birthday? Was it expensive? Inquiring minds want to know!
