Yesterday I got nothing done at all. Except pillows. Now I may have too many. And I LOVE IT.
Do you remember these?
I ripped them apart, washed the hand-embroidered bits, and refashioned a set of miss-matched blue throw pillows for my living room.
And then I made three more in various prints from my stash. Because here in the new house, I'm pretty crazy about blue.
(All of these cases were made with an envelope back so that I can wash the cases without the pillow forms when they get too grimy. Also, I reused the four forms I already had, so I only had to actually make the rectangular one. Yay!)
This morning, Jonah suddenly came to a very sad realization -- none of the pillows were specifically for him. He immediately pulled out a fluffy blue and white polka-dot fleecy fabric from my stash shelf, and....well...it was close to naptime, and his little face was so cute and sad. And I had just enough stuffing for one more pillow form. Now it's not sad anymore.