After reading all these posts, I have to agree, that most men are alike. Mine just ignores my quilting unless it interferes with his dinner. I get the occasional yeah.. that's nice as he is trying to look around me to see the tv. I have come to the point where I just don't care. I quilted before him and I will quilt long after him. Quilting makes me feel useful as they bring such joy to the recipients and creates a feeling of love as I wrap my grandchildren up in them. Quilting is where we put our thoughts and feelings, our love, and our hurts. Each quilt I make has a part of me attached to it, and I would never not want that outlet. Hubbys need to accept us as we are as we accept them. Sorry, I guess we all get frustrated!