Confession

so my husband seems to have another mistress besides little ol' me. i guess it's fair since i am entertaining two hubbys - that of carlos and his ipod.

carlos gets me and the quilting obsession.

this addiction was officially introduced by shalynn, who carlos sometimes feels he is married too as well, but that's another blog topic. all i can say is, that i dream about quilting, fabric, patterns, and designs. is that crazy or what?!

in all fairness, it was going to blow itself wide-open one day or another. i had a friend nine years ago who was a quilting proficient. she even had a quilted couch. it WAS hideous. but she was fabulous at mixing colors and prints. and i thought, "oh how nice that she is talented enough to do that. it seems fun."

and then six years ago i went through this fabric phase. i would sit for hours on the internet devouring fabrics. it was like art to me.

so that brings us to current day. shay started quilting, i gave it a try, and the disease has set in. now, i am realistic. i am a total white-trash quilter. i have zero creativity, but i can copy really well. i know with time and training the eye and brain, i will become a cute little quilter. no one great like shay or some of the other psycho crafters you find online, but special in my own little way.

long live obsessions and confessions!