I REALLY need
I couldn't find my roatry cutter and fabric scissors two nights ago so I stopped by the Cambridge Quilt Store last night to pick up new ones of both. I also ended up spending a good chunk of my Christmas money on fabric. Which, ok, while I have a LOT of fabric it was ok 'cause a bunch of it was 40% off, I hadn't stash-built in a while, and it means Dave can buy tools now.* When I got home last night
A little bit ago the following transpired in IRC..
10:20 < waltman> causing a plague of locusts?
10:20 < McLazarus> the plague of locusts is in about an hour.
10:20 < waltman> then the frogs and the river of blood?
10:20 < McLazarus> we can't afford the frogs. but the river of blood is a distinct possibility.
10:22 < nchanter> mmm... rivers of blood....
10:22 < nchanter> oooh... man, now i wish my applique skills were... existent...
Maybe next year...
* When Dave and his Ex were together, any time she came home with new shoes, he was allowed to buy a new tool. This was mostly 'cause she had a problem with buying shoes she didn't need. Back in the fall when I bought new boots, he tried to say that he was allowed to buy new tools 'cause that was the deal with his ex. I said that it wasn't a good approximation 'cause I only buy shoes when I NEED them. So I called Dave last night and told him he was allowed to go buy a new tool. He laughed. I asked him if he knew what I bought. He got it on the first try. He asked how much I spent, and whistled, and said "Well you're better for my tool collection than she was. I can now go get that woo-chipper I've been eying. And a whole mess of c-wrenches"
** No, I hadn't looked there already. Our basement really creeps me the fuck out. I don't like going down there at night without someone else at home. Call me a pussy, I don't care, it really does freak me out that much.