|Celebrate a Finish|
(Of course, they did not call it a date - just going to a restaurant for dinner. )
|Additionally basting with pins|
She had a twinkle in her eyes and a spring in her step, because these alone moments with her husband were few and far in between.
(They lived with his parents.)
|Done - Ready to wash|
She was playful.
(He was not.)
She thought this was so romantic.
(He was nonchalant.)
|Ooh the texture!|
She wanted to make the most of this occasion.
|51" by 68" - Picnic time|
After they placed their order and before the food came, the playful young wife, slipped her right foot out of her sandal, to play footsie with her husband.
|Ready to cuddle|
Gingerly, she extended her foot, her toe touched his ankle. She closed her eyes. His head shot up.
As she traced a line on his calf with her toe, he pulled back.
|What a Hoot!|
She had not expected this. Her eyes fluttered open.
|June OMG Finished|
Don't do that, he admonished. Don't you know that touching your husband with your feet is disrespectful?
|Charm Squares Repurposed|
She never attempted to play footsie with him again. The year was 1995 and that young wife was me.
The marriage ended in divorce.
Fast forward to 2004. I was now a grad student at FSU and dating an older American man. It was complicated. He was recently separated, emotionally unavailable and we saw each other just a couple of times in a month, when he did not have his kids.
We would sometimes go to a movie. Sometimes we would go out to eat at a restaurant. And although he never really acknowledged me as his girlfriend, this was definitely a date.
The best part - I could play footsie from the beginning to the end of the meal!!!
|Navy & Aqua work so well!|
He was bemused but never pulled away. I am sure he must have wondered - what is her obsession with footsie?
|Showing off my label|
Here is a quilt where the Chinese Coins are playing footsie with the Rail Fence Block.
I made this quilt top in November of last year to get out of my funk.
|Zig Zag Stitch|
I had shared my disappointment about the recent election and my fears for the future with Mari. She was supportive and understanding as she heard me pour my heart out.
|Am I naked behind the quilt?|
Mari then told me - Go sew something colorful. I followed her advice, dove into my fabric stash and found several charm squares, languishing in boxes and longing to become something. This quilt is the result of that endeavor - Playing Footsie.
Nine quilts in 6 months. What do you think?
|With my Quilt Model|
You look so happy, Mari commented on my Instagram picture.
It is the weekend, the weather is perfect, Paul is home and most importantly - I can play footsie all day long!!!
How was your weekend? Did you complete your OMG? I'd love to hear from you.