So the hubs asked me if I would go with him this morning to do some errands. I had not planned on getting dressed, plus my back is out of whack (read: pained). He pouted for a moment (which is so cute on a 63 year-old) and then he broke into a huge grin: "Honey, if we plan it right we COULD EASILY stop at the Fabric Garden...." Well hells bells, that got me dressed and out the door in no time flat. Not a good idea to stop there before breakfast though. I did pick up some blacks and neutrals for the Bonnie Hunter mystery. (Both those sets I have very little) Now I have a little more.