Have you ever been on a trip where you know it is a good idea to take a couple days to come home, but when you get past half way you start chomping at the bit to get home. Well, we were not expected back home until Monday, so there really was no need to "push it", but as we were driving along, home kept calling. We pushed on and made it home Sunday evening... or actually 12:30 is technically Monday morning. We were a little tired on Monday, but when you take turns driving, it really wasn't that bad to make the trip in one day.
I mentioned that I had found a quilt shop out in the desert and didn't post a picture. I was a little surprised when we found the place, and I totally understand why my DIL had never given a thought that it was an actual quilt shop. This was the sign she saw as she would drive by. There is actually a deserted trailer right there behind the sign. Even I would not have thought it was a current sign. The ad was in the Quilters' Travel Companion and we called first, so we knew this was the place.
Heart & Hands. Lots of area specific fabric and patterns. I enjoyed this shop lots. I figure this is one I would go back to on another trip.
My DIL wanted to know what we were gong to make while I was there. I always bring some kind of project with me, and usually get her involved. She wants to learn, but it is really hard to teach someone when you only see them a couple times a year. Anyhow the handiwork I had brought was my hand quilting which really wasn't something she could get into, so we picked up a few fat quarters and we made froggies. Grandson said he didn't want a bean bag... until we finished his mother's... then he wanted one. I didn't have a pattern with me, so I winged it and made my own pattern and this is what I came up with.