I remember when I was a younger teen and my gram came home from work with a huge bag of notions, patterns and fabric that some wonderful woman gave her to give to me. It contained yards and yards of this coarse-woven white/light blue/ugly brown plaid that I honestly tried to like (way worse than it sounds). Even then I wanted to make a blanket/quilt out of it, but just couldn't bring myself to. I can still picture it - and it still makes me cringe.