Keeping Myself in Stitches

The wedding quilt was coming along nicely. Really, it was. The top was done, the two borders were on, and the piece I embroidered in the top border with their names and wedding date stitched out great. I quilted the front to the back, and was quilting the last border when the trouble began. The two long sides looked perfect, but the top and bottom of the last border appeared wavy. My husband suggested leaving them alone. What does he know? So I ripped the bottom stitches out and tried again. Murphy decided to pay me a visit at that point. I'm sure he had something to say about sewing - he probably came up with a stitch in time saves nine, or some such thing. Anyway, I have ripped it out a second time but haven't had the courage to try sewing it again. I find when I get angry with my sewing (or any project for that matter), it is best to set it to the side for a while. I am so close to having the quilt complete, it really stinks that this had to happen. I know, someday I'll look back on this and think it is funny...