I found the following poem, author unknown, in a magazine and have paraphrased it to fit quilters. This might explain our need to buy fabric.

Quilty Lady
I canceled out the paper.
I stopped the milkman, too.
I fired my trusty gardener.
My own hair I now do.
The only things I buy now
Each time the eagle flies.
Are the necessary groceries
And a ton of quilt supplies.

Perfect!

Thats wonderful...

I like it.

:)

I was wondering what was wrong with me~

That's really cute!!

oooh... cleverly cute!

Very clever and so cute!!!

:thumbup: Except for the groceries - who needs them :wink: LOL