Ninety blocks for ninety years...

This one is for Aunt Helen, who turns 90 this coming weekend. And of course, I waited until last weekend to settle on a pattern I liked and start slicing up the stack of flannels I pulled three weeks ago...and then a client called with a two-day project that ate up all of Monday and Tuesday.

So now I'm in serious Crunch Mode, because it needs to be on its way to Cleveland in a car with my cousin on Friday afternoon. In two days.

This is what it looks like this morning:
 

It's not like I didn't know this occasion was coming. I just really wish the inspiration wouldn't hit so darn last-minute what seems like All. The. Time.

Someday I'm going to figure out why I do this to myself.