Friday, July 21, 2006

shopping spree

I just got back from the local mega-fabric store. I did pretty well, I think. Yesterday I discovered that I'd lost my thimble, and I couldn't do any quilting without it. The Husband thought this was no great tragedy because I've been "leaving it all over the floor for weeks." Which is not true. It may have been knocked to the floor, but for the most part I keep it in my sewing case which is shoved ever-so-nicely under the couch. Anyway, nyah to him because the loss of my thimble prompted a shopping spree. I am now the proud owner of:

  • A new thimble

  • A seam ripper

  • 5 new rotary blades

  • and 20 new quilting betweens, size 9 (needles for your non-quilters) since I've been quilting The Girl's quilt with bent needles that should have long ago met their demise.

  • Also, last night I started browsing back through some of my previous posts. Just a trip down memory lane, I guess. You know what? My posts used to be a whole lot funnier. This prompts me to wonder: at what point does one's obsession cease to be funny? Food for thought. Have a great weekend!


    1. I think posting more often, prompts one to be funnier. Kinda like you get the log-jam of issue blogs out of the way, and there's room for the funny ones to comeout too. Just a theory. ;)

    2. I think when you feel like you've got nothing to say, you feel like if you're going to say nothing, it may as well be funny.