As some of you know I've been working on a table runner. It's made out of toilet paper rolls. I did this to cling on to something beautiful during this time of uncertainty and madness.
My husband bought me this fabric:
I just thought it looks to Kindergarten blue. Plus we don't have that blue anywhere in our living room. It was gecko approved, but not approved by me. Desperate to not have to go out, I tried painting a scrap the color I wanted. It soaked in and looked lame.
I tried red that we had laying around, but it blended into the orange that's the boarder around all the weavings. That didn't work.
So I waited like a good girl should, until I had over $100 worth of groceries to get, and went to Walmart to get the fabric.
Get this... I waited and waited! I called Walmart twice to get help. The second time they were just like, "Mam we can't help you. We called it in. You just have to wait until someone comes." What the *!#! I probably waited 45 minutes, for this fabric, when I was supposed to be at work. Thank gawd I had no meetings. Typically I begin work way earlier than I need to.
I did find the fabric color I wanted. It became a double sided one; incase the one side got messed up. I started to sew them all into the fabric. The fabric was slippery, and the toilet paper weavings are thick. I squirted Elmers glue on the back sides, threw some encyclopedias on them, let them dry. Boom! Done!
Mica got an unwanted sewing lesson. I want him to make a pouf, for his room. If you are like me, you may not know what a pouf even is. It's a pillow like foot stool. I think he'd be more apt to use his chair if he had one. PLUS it would be a great way to use up all the plastic bags we've acquired during this pandemic. He has zero interest, so we'll see.