Take away my machine, rotary cutters and rulers and my stash; my lovely stash, contained behind pretty glass doors - you fooled me.
I don't Own any White on White??? Who was in charge of me on this? I mean, I used to have a chunk; a huge chunk. At least five years of a chunk. It was for my ocean waves quilt. It's yet to be started. I was even planning on starting it shortly, very shortly.
Seriously, no white on white? I only own about 1/3 of a yard of off White on White too.
I woke up early because I had to go to the bathroom. I thought I'd just stay up so I didn't oversleep. I thought I'd make blocks for a secret special project. I need to make four. My triangulations are printed, my purples are in front of me and I can't go on with life because I own no White on White!! But I do own white Fairy Frost. (Mike, I did not make that up...it exists)
I should have stayed in bed.
*Don't ask me what DASW stands for. It doesn't even show up on Urban Dictionary. Hopefully it makes Jill snort when she reads it and maybe liquid will shoot out of her nose. Not that she's prone to that, but it sure sounds funny, doesn't it? DOESN'T IT??