A gift for a friend

So at Christmas I was having a hard time finding just the right gift for Stephanee. I don't know why it was so difficult, but I couldn't find anything I thought she would enjoy. So I went to texting her:

me-what do you want for Christmas?
steph-nothing
me-whatever
me-there has to be something you want
steph-a quilt
me-bahahaha
me-it's 3 days til Christmas there is no way I can make a quilt by then
steph-but you could start one

Ok so she had me there. So for Christmas 2011 Stephanee is getting a handmade "tammyc" quilt.
I let her pick the pattern (hoping she would pick something easy, it's been a while) and we went to the store and bought all the fabric needed to complete this task.
It is all cut and ready to sew. She is even helping me with her gift. She pressed all the fabric after washing it. I done the cutting and she is putting the colors in the order she likes them best.
Maybe before the end of January she will have a Christmas gift.

What importance is this in my goal to be more fugal well I didn't spend unnecessary money on a gift that wouldn't be loved...and in the process of getting all my things out to start her quilt I found lots of things I had started and not finished, and that goes back to using what you have instead of buying more. I have some projects to work on and when finished I am going to try and sell them for some extra cash for the family. And this has really sparked my desire to return to quilting. So a big thank you to Stephanee for asking me to do this for her.
I'll post a picture for you when I'm done.

Have a great evening

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