She learned to quilt on Monday...Her stitches all were fine.
She forgot to make the dinner...So we all went out to dine

She quilted minatures on Tuesday...She says they are a must.
They really were quilte lovely...but she forgot to dust

On Wednesday it was a sampler...she says stippling's fun.
What highlights what shadows!...but the laundry wasn't done

Nine patches were on Thursday...green, yellow, blue and red
I guess she really was engrossed...she never made the bed

It was wall hangings on Friday...in colors she adores.
It never bothered her at all...that crumbs were on the floors.

I found a maid on Saturday...my week is now complete.
My wife can quilt the hours away...the house will still be neat.

Well, now it's only Sunday... I think I'm about to wilt
I cursed, I raved I ranted...cause the maid has learned to QUILT. Poem from "The Quilter's Quarters.

Remember: Cooking is for those who don't know how to Sew. (Fat Quarter Factory

Thank you all ffor explaining what a Benito box was.

Well, there is the slow cooker. Load it and forget it for at least 7 hours. So some can have the best of both worlds. Add the roomba for vacuuming .....lol

Oh I loved this one! LOL!Probably the reason why I lost so much weight, I sew instead of eating! lol!

I love it! Maybe I should look into the maid thing. HA!!HA!!

My husband cooks. And he does dishes!

I LOVE this poem :D:D:D

Love it.

Mine does too, so I really have nothing to kick about!

That is one of my favorite quilting poems.