Does anyone remember a magazine called "True Confessions"?? It was a racy magazine published in the 60s - had some rather tawdry love stories in it...
I remember because my grandmother liked to read it, and would send me to the store to get her copy... probably she didn't think I knew what it was about!!!! (but I did, te he)
Why did I remember that? Because I'm going to make a confession at the end of the post - but it's not THAT kind of confession... honest!
I worked on some projects today - the hexagon quilt, and the flying geese top, for sure.
And I made four purple and yellow blocks for the Sunshine Block Lotto... I like these - high energy!
So - now comes the confession...
Here's the shelves my stash is on... the top half is just fine... mostly folded and sorted, although it's time for a tidy-up soon...
BUT - uh-oh - here't the floor in front of the shelves::::: confess, confess...
All that wadded up fabric has been washed, and needs to be ironed and folded and put away - and it's more than it looks like !!!! I am obsessive about pre-washing , and ironing... but I don't seem to be obsessive about not piling it on the floor!!!! LET'S SEE - I need an ultimatum here - I will post a photo of this pic every Sunday evening until the pile of fabric is all gone... (oh i may regret this promise)))>..
Have a good week, everyone...
Kate
4 comments:
You are too funny! And we agree on prewashing and ironing--even if we do need to pile the fabric on the floor (I use a large plastic bin) until the ironing board is actually free (read "unloaded"). I'll look forward to your progress!
Sharon
Oh my gosh! True Confession! I had totally forgotten about that magazine. When I was 15 I got a summer job in a hair salon in my home town. It was one of those places where ladies came once a week to have their hair "fixed". Most of the ladies worked in the furniture factory and my job was to brush out a week's worth of hairspray and sawdust and then shampoo their hair. It was GROSS. Anyway, there were these 2 "spinster" sisters that devoured True Confessions and they would bring a new supply at the salon every week. All of the customers read them, and so did I. Oh, the things I learned that summer! lol!
oh Vicki, that's just hysterical... I can just picture them now under the hairdryer!!!
They were still publishing into the 90s -- I went to a writers' conference and shared a room with an old gal who wrote for all of the confession magazines. Apparently "true" meant based on a snipped of something you overheard someplace and embellished to make it as wild as possible. Sounded fun to write, but I never actually tried one.
My true fabric confessions would be WAY worse than yours. The shelves are bare and the fabric is in piles on the bed.....and floor...and table. I've got a lot of cleaning to do myself!
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