Where am I?


Just a picture…because I have a serious fabric addiction and company coming to stay this weekend and this is the guest bed.

Comments

Me said…
I have a solution for you! Have the army move you, all your stuff put in storage and live in a place 2 bedrooms too small! :-) It did the trick for me - though when we get housing and all our stuff from storage it could be a different story (or your same story)! :-) Good luck.
May 20, 2008 at 7:54 PM
Carol said…
I have equal amounts of fabric piles. I had my hubbie build shelves for them in my office next to the sewing machine. I feel your pain.
May 21, 2008 at 6:34 AM
Diane Shiffer said…
Oh, no! another fabric addict! Do you have fabric that you love so much that you can never bring yourself to actually sew anything out of it... because then it would be *gone*? not that I have that problem of course;)

It really is an illness isn't it?

Thanks for visiting my blog... I so enjoyed yours and will be back often:)
May 23, 2008 at 2:36 AM
Tiffani said…
Oh, cool! You, too! I LOVE pictures and "confessions" like this because other than my mom, I don't know anyone else IRL who has piles of fabric, or ANYTHING anywhere in their house besides myself.
June 30, 2008 at 8:46 PM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

4-H Modeling and the Wardrobe Malfunction

Image
Sincerely 'fro me to you and Vintage Thingies Thursday ! Kristen over at We are THAT family has a blogging carnival going on Thursdays, and she asked for bloggers to share a story from our past, something that won't probably make it into a scrapbook because we can't find our crinkle-cut scizzors or some mouse peed on the pictures or whatever reason. Apron Queen also has a carnival goin on called Vintage Thingies Thursday, I thought since I am so good at multi-tasking, I'd roll two posts into one and call this story both; an embarrassing story from my past as well as vintage. Now if you think that those bangs aren't vintage, and that, "Oh My! Would you look at that zipper!" I don't know what is! So, this is my story... Fall 1978, it was the beginning of my modeling “career.” It all began at the Western Idaho Fair, on the exhibitor’s building main stage, or rather behind the main stage. There I was waiting for an absolutely dreamy Junior Future Farmers...
Read more

Sprouted Whole Wheat Bread

Image
  Whole Wheat Bread-THM Style 2 loaves I have been in the kitchen since I was able to stand on a chair next to my mother. She was my 4-H leader from age 9, and I learned all of my kitchen skills from her.   She was an excellent baker, canning aficionado and superb chef.   Both of my parents felt, as I do, that homemade is best—homegrown even better. We raised chickens, turkeys, beef cattle, rabbits and a large garden of produce to feed my brothers and sisters.   We all had certain tasks during one of our “putting up” sessions.   Mother was always telling me to be refined, and stop acting like the boys. LOL I had four brothers and two sisters, I think the masculine influence always outnumbered the feminine. We were a large family and we would buy large quantities of whole grains to turn into flour with the grain mill in the basement.   It stood on three legs with a heavy bag underneath to catch the ...
Read more

Heavenly Dessert

I am dieting, so instead of my usual chocolate dessert fare, I’ve been trying to eat healthy choices. Tonight we had angel food cake with a blueberry sauce over the top. Most of the children devoured it without batting an eye. When I served Ace, my five year old son, he asked me what it was. I replied, “Angel food cake.” He inquired, “Did Angels make it?” “No," I laughed, "Angels didn’t make it, it came from the store.” This time he inquired a little more cautiously, “Is it made from Angels?”
Read more