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Today I made a little trip to our local fabric store. There is just loveliness all in that place. I can't even sew on a button so I can't imagine what kind of heaven it is for those that do sew. I was browsing for a bit of fabric for a sweet upcoming newborn session....my great-niece is due to make an appearance any day now.

I loved looking at fabrics, touching the softness, and listening to the sewing machines.  Although I don't even know how to turn one on. And those trim thingys with the little balls hanging off? How cute are those?!

And then, I had an awkward moment at the cutting table (is that what it's called?)...

Me: Um, so, I need that much right there (pointing to a distance that was marked out on the table)...that's a yard, right?
Her: Uh. No. That'd be three yards.
Me: *head slap*

So apparently I can't sew or turn on a sewing machine or measure small distances.

At least I know pretty fabric when I see it.