January 25: Visit Your Local Quilt Shop Day

Ahh our first consumerist holiday.  This one was mostly for me since Justin is not a big fan of the quilting.  I love it, but I don't do it enough.  Y'all who were part of the first adventure back in 2010 remember that my first quilt was made in a single day under my wonderful grandmother's tutelage.  She taught me everything she could, but I didn't discover the joy of quilting until February and by March she was gone.

Our quilt sits in a place of honor in my quilting room now.

Since then, quilting as been as much a joyful hobby as it is a way to remember her and hold her in my heart.  So while we usually would ignore the "Go Shopping and Spend Money" holidays, we decided we would do this one.  

This entry will be fairly short because, it goes somewhat without saying, there wasn't a whole lot happening that the title doesn't give away.  We.. visited our local quilt shop.  I will say that I love the shop near us.  The ladies are incredibly nice and always recognize us right away.  I'm guessing it has something to do with my skull cap wearing husband who always smiles warmly and carries my fabric around while I look at other colors and patterns.  I always try to carry it myself and he always stops me.

We found some lovely fabrics for a quilt I've been stalling on starting for a while.  The idea is about 3/4 fleshed out and I want to make sure it is right before I get going.  That said, once it is done, I will post pictures for any lingering oohs and ahhs (or ewws, I guess, but that would be kind of shitty to say).  As a holiday it was pretty chill and there wasn't much happening, but it did its job.  I'd been thinking about hitting the quilt shop for a while, but we kept prioritizing other things.  We made a point to go because of the holiday and that was nice.