Rainbow Scrap Challenge: the Almost, but Not Quite Edition

Getting ready for baby is complicated.  I've taken two "stock up" trips to the store for nonperishables and still don't have everything.  We went to the mall today to get shoes for the outgrown, worn out, and lacking shoes.  JoJo found the train at the mall, and we had a meltdown where I had to carry him out of the mall at the end.  He's struggling with getting back into routine after Thanksgiving Break, and big brother Q is being a little... naughty... these days.

In between all that insanity, Spunky and I have been collaborating on using up my pink, gree, and purple orphan blocks and scraps.  The "almost, not quite" in this case is because I sewed on a side strip that is positively waving at me.  I hate ripping, but I'll hate quilting that wavy mess even more.  Still, it's pretty fun and funky.

My other "almost, not quite" referred to the Assistant's quilt, which is entirely cut from my 2.5" Scrap bin.  She finished the last seams on Sunday, we agreed on a backing (trains, since it's for the Assistant to snuggle with the new baby boy), I tried to piece a scrap batting but ran out and cut new, and I basted.  I forced myself to get up every ten minutes for ten minutes to keep the basting from wreaking total havoc on my pelvis and back, so it wasn't too bad.  I even quilted it over two days, and we won't point out the missed seams or too narrow seams.  I quilted over the worst, and the quilt is made to be used, so it's all good.  I had to tell her about my first quilt, which gets returned to me once a year by my older sister so I can make repairs.  Yes, it was and is that bad.  I "almost" had the binding done when I started this post, didn't think I'd finish before mid morning, but had plenty of time to finish since Miss G woke early this morning.  It's DONE!!!  I love it, and hopefully she does too.

I finished the Orphan Medallion quilt last Saturday afternoon, washed and dried it, and totally forgot about it in the dryer.  Now it's folded up and waiting for a need.

I think I have to face down the mending basket this week, since I will have no desire to tackle it after baby arrives.  I really don't like mending.  Intensely.  But I'll do it, since I love my family.

Cold weather has finally arrived, so I'm bundling up for chores and enjoying cold feet at night.  The quilts are emerging from storage, and I think we'll be changing all the bedsheets to flannel or knit before the baby comes.