I found a pattern in the Weaving book. The pattern was for 15" pillows. Wouldn't you know it my pillows are 17" x 17".
That could be because Tucker slows down my progress.
Warped and ready!
I marked my progress and wove until I had (what I though was) 34". I was short. Ugh, this I discovered after I took it all off the loom, cut the waste yarn and all that happy jazz.
After a few minutes of disgusted self-pity, I decided to crochet my pillow's shortcomings closed.
My family was actually delighted (truly) that I was weaving new faces for the pillows. Thing #2 went so far as to say that "she was waiting for someone to do something". Really? Someone? Random elves that weave at night? Sometimes I wonder.