Less than two years ago I found some quilt blocks in bins of fabric after my mother died. First, I was going to throw them away. No, I decided (even though I never sewed in my life), I will make a quilt. Unfortunately, they were not all the same size and I had no idea what to do, but forged ahead and VOILA! before I knew it, I had made a king size quilt. I didn't know from nothin' about quilting so I hand quilted the thing. My son has it on his bed, along with another king size I made, and has already spoken for one I have at the quilter's right now. Guess I'm hooked.