My mom sews, and quilts and as a small child I remember loving trips to fabric stores. I have fond memories of cabbage patch doll clothes and Halloween costumes being lovingly stitched on mom's Elna Supermatic.
So I suppose it's hereditary, or at least part of my childhood, that love of fabric (and my own Elna Supermatic), and when I got married I decided I needed a hobby that wasn't just reading books. One of my dear friends was expecting a baby so I decided that I would make her a quilt and for that I needed fabric. So I bought some, and then I bought more, and then I bought fabric because I thought all quilters should have (insert type here) fabric in their stashes, and so on and so forth. I love fabric. But now I have too much. Fabric lines, charm squares, layer cakes, fat quarters, yardage, boxes, and bags are all haphazardly tossed in my sewing area. Maybe one day I'll be willing to take pictures. But there's no point in having all of those lovely colors and keeping them in bags and boxes - I need to focus on getting my fabric out of my basement and into finished projects. So now I have a blog, and I'm hoping this will help me make some progress and then I'll be able to justify buying more fabric!
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