There is a lot of talk about being good and not buying too much fabric, using one's stash rather than buying more. . . well, I fell off of the wagon (oh wait, I was never on the wagon!) and bought a gawgeous bunch o' fabric for a class I signed up for at my LQS2 that was added at the last minute. Here is what I hope to make. My fabrics are yummy flutterby by tula pink for moda and a selection of randoms to mix and match. I did my own litle shop hop on my way back from Fair Oaks yesterday, where my job had taken me. No picture cuz I am running late and my camera is in the car, where I should be. BUT I did want to share the following with you:
A little craft humor sent by my sis-in-law. Pass it on to those you know who crochet. Now you know why the crochet:
The Dolls A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years. They had shared everything. They had talked about everything. They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little old woman had a shoe box in the top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about.For al l of these years , he had never thought about the box, but one day the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would not recover.In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down the shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside.She agreed that it was time that he should know what was in the box. When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls and a stack of money totaling $ 95,000.00 He asked her about the contents. "When we were to be married," she said, " my grandmother told me, the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll." The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two precious dolls were in the box. She had only been angry with him two times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with happiness."Honey," he said, "that explains the doll, but what about all of t h is money? Where did i t come from?""Oh," she said, "that's the money I made from selling all the rest of the dolls."A Prayer.......Dear Lord, I pray for Wisdom to understand my man;Love to forgive him;And Patience for his moods; Because Lord, if I pray for Strength,I'll beat him to death, because I don't know how to crochet.