Last evening I was making a quilt. My Hunky Mr. Collins peeked his head into the room and asked "how is the quilt coming along?" I said I was in a complete panic because I had run out of fabric. He glanced around the room- there were stacks of fabric on the sewing table, the cutting table, the ironing table and the ironing board, fabric in tubs under the sewing table, stacks of fabric on the floor and behind the door, on the shelves and more fabric stored in the garage
He just smiled.... a very BIG smile.... and didn't say a word. And we've only been married 2.5 years! VBG
Leslie & The Furbabies in MO.