Sick of Sick

Whaddya do when you're sick? I was so sick of being sick. I had the headache flu--you know, the flu where you don't feel good, and don't really want to eat, lest the 'ol bod decides it doesn't want it--then you'll have some real fun. So instead of hugging the white wishing well, I cleaned out the sewing room. Good grief I have a lot of fabric. I'll get a project in mind I go and buy some fabric, or when the store has a huge sale and you know you just can't pass that one up! Right! Buy some more! So now I have all this fabric, and no time to sew. Think of all the quilts I'll make when the computer breaks down and I can't play solitare for hours on end. About that--who uses cards for solitare anymore? But that's another blog.