When you magange to go to the NASCAR races and some how end up at a Quilt store.
When your summer vaction is spent working with your sons on a quilt.
When your children spot Quilting stores from the expressway and your husband gets off at the next exit without even being asked.
When your husband ask you if that is all you are getting when after an hour in the quilting store all you come out with is a package of bobbins.