While out running errands, I wandered into the Joanns with the strange layout. A very deep and narrow space that I find slightly confusing for some reason. I had a moment of worry when asking for seersucker because the lady I was asking made a face. Turns out, they don't carry a lot of seersucker, which I had feared. I think she was concerned with disappointing me. I'm a little intense in real life. Shocking, I know. However, they do have something similar. She took me to it and it was close enough.
I picked the above "floral", got a number at the cutting table and wandered off. It wasn't much of a wait, thankfully, because there wasn't a lot to see. The young man who called my number asked that question so many of us dread when visiting the cutting table.
"What are you going to do with this fabric?"
For once, I didn't hate the question. I'm going to make bias tape and replace the edging on some bath towels. One is starting to look dodgy and I'm not having it. I told him the towels were bright green and he loved the idea. He also seemed impressed that I would think of such a trick to extend the life of my towels and know what kind of fabric to pick.
Age, experience and the cheap frugal resourceful French/Scottish sides of the family. Hello!
The downside to all of this? Now I have to reacquaint myself with my sewing machine. :?
Boring little post brought to you by my darling friend Jen, who I miss every single day. She loved the minutea of life and hearing what it was like to live in my burbs.