The last time I tried to post I typed a long, amusing, insightful post about how my library is buying material from the black market, and Blogger erased it all. My heart is no longer in the topic. Too bad, it was probably the greatest post of all time.
This weekend my mom, aunt, and I went to the Chicago International Quilt Festival. It was hard-core. The exhibits were awesome; I have a heightened appreciation for quilting as an art rather than just a functional hobby. Lots of vendors selling lots of fabric and other tools. I bought a cool pattern for a wall hanging that looks like Japanese rice bowl and lots of neat fabric to go with it. I've got to finish some other projects that I have in the works before I can start it however, so when we got home last night, I started working on one of those the quicker to get to my rice bowls! I can't work more now on that though because I've got papers to grade--English teachers should be paid more than other teachers, we have the worst grading load.
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