Greetings from Fabric Heaven.
It's not an online fabric store, though catchy name.
It's the view from the top of my sewing table since my birthday stash arrived! Now to the untrained eye this may look excessive. And, if this was anything but an annual occurrence only (okay maybe bi-annual if I'm good for santa) then yes, you'd be forgiven for thinking someone has a teensy weensy problem. But when it comes to frittering away birthday moolah these days, I'm a simple gal: No handbags here. No shoes. No i-pads. No chocolate. No perfume. Just fabric. Sweeeeeet fabric from across the globe. If you'd like to know what any of these are, ask away, they're all etsy purchases!
This post should probably have been titled: You know you've got it bad when..