Fabric Fumes

Lauren~
Ann traveled up to North Carolina from South Carolina today. We are sewing together tomorrow.We spent a few hours today immersed in our favorite activity, shopping for fabric. We drove in the direction of what feels like North (even though the highway signs all say South) to Mary Jo's in Gastonia, NC. Mary Jo's is one of our all time favorite places to breath in the cotton fumes, and the sound of the ripping fabric, is music to our ears. Mary Jo's is old school, tearing the fabric on the grain. With time to spare before my  job interview at 4:00 we traveled about 2 miles away to a store we had been dying to get inside. Sew Much Fun also in Gastonia, we were not disappointed. As Ann entered declaring "Moda Heaven", she then disappeared for 20 minutes before I saw her again.

Ann~
One of my favorite sounds in Mary Jo's is Lauren calling my name across the huge warehouse space full of fabric. Today I heard that sound repeatedly; "Ahnnnnnnn, where are you?"  Big decisions had to be made. We both went to Mary Jo's under the ruse of only buying what we needed. That plan was shot to hell the minute we walked in the front door. A seam ripper, thread and batting was all I needed. I did manage to get the seam ripper, along with 17 yards of Fall colors for a new quilt of which I am now searching for the perfect pattern. Can't wait to see what tomorrow brings...