Before my grandmother passed away, I asked her to make a quilt from all my old shirts. She was thrilled I had asked her. So I washed and cut all the shirts (I've never had SO much anxiety before) and sent the in the mail to her (you better believe I insured that box for $150... You can't recreate a lifetime of memories). So I sat and waited...and waited.... Until I got the message it had arrived in Arizona. What I got back was amazing. Like amazing. Like life changing (ok, maybe I shouldn't take it that far, but you get my point).
So here it is in all of its glory!
Excuse the crappy iPhone picture
I do still enjoy getting t-shirts though... Like this one from Gamma Delta at AU where I'm an adviser!