I decided to drive to the beach today to take some pictures of the quilt I just finished. I had the top done for some time, but I've delayed quilting it because I hate straight-line quilting and I HAD to straight-line this one. I'm calling it Sea Glass because that's what it reminds me of. Thus, I had to go to the beach for pictures. Now, let me just say, I'm not a beach person. I love the water, but I hate sand. Ironically, I live near some of the most beautiful beaches (Destin, FL). Well, today's photoshoot was a disaster! I'll let you look at a few more pictures before I continue my story.
First off, I was coming from the gym so I was already a hot mess in long black pants and sneakers--not the best beach wear. Also, I had to bring my youngest who is not quite 2 and loves the beach. Imagine going to the beach with your kids and telling to stand in the hot sand and don't go near the water. Yeah, that was fun. Then, he proceeds to stick his hands in the sand and then rub his eyes. FUN TIMES! oh oh oh! Let's not forget having to walk across the street and down the deck holding all my craft items and a hot, hungry kiddo. Did I not mention it was lunch time? Yeah, lunch time--it was freaking hot and we were freaking hungry. Then, I put my pretty new quilt down on the dune for some texture with the plants growing in it. MISTAKE! The plants were actually weeds covered in stickers when then embedded themselves all over the back of my new quilt. Lovely.
Here are some more pictures while you're laughing.
I also decided to bring some older project to get some better pictures. I mean, I was already going, I might as well make the most of my horrific time, right?
This is my new pillow. I love it. I call it my Crush pillow since I have a complete crush on it. Super soft voile and hand quilting...*sigh*
Anywho! My kiddo screamed and cried the entire time we were there--did you know that sand really likes to stick to tears and buggers? Just something I picked up today. After a frantic 10 minutes of snapping pictures, dodging tourists, calming a screaming baby and picking out stickers from my quilt, I ran to the car with my crying kiddo. After dumping my projects in the back I managed to shake about a pound of sand off of my kiddo's face, clothes, and feet. Cripes! Give me concrete and a chlorine pool any day!