A Sunday afternoon project...

I woke up Friday morning with a stuffy nose that by 10am had evolved into a sore throat, fever, sinus aches, and coughing until my abs couldn't take it any more. Not one to attempt battle with such a monster, I retreated to bed for the next 48 hours with a pile of books, the iPad, Nyquil, a box of Kleenex and the cat.

By Sunday morning I was still fuzzy, but at least the fever was gone. I felt good enough to rid the kitchen table of the scraps from my dad's quilt and start something that could be checked off my to-do list before the next wave of babies strikes. A couple little girls (and little girl quilts) are due in April.

The first thing on the small projects list:  a needle roll for my friend who keeps her knitting supplies in a Rubbermaid bin. Seeing all her needles jumbled together triggered my OCD and I know better than to fight it for very long.

I sandwiched some coordinating linen blends with some Timtex Lite to give it some body.

I used the needle roll I have -- the first present my father gave my mother, two years before they were married -- as a model. This one is slightly taller, and the straps and point pockets are wide enough to accommodate jumbo needles. I learned a few things along the way, which I'm sure I'll forget by the next time I feel like making another one. I should have taken notes, because those cold meds do a number on short-term memory!

When it was all pressed and rolled up, I packed up the remnants, dusted off the kitchen table, grabbed the Nyquil, Kleenex and the cat, and went back to bed.