It's Friday!

I like to say things like: I literally died. It's hilarious to say things that make no sense whatsoever. I try to reserve it when telling a story that is full of hyperbole. You know, the kind where I am wronged and, according to the story, tell the person exactly what's on my mind. In real life, I rarely tell someone off. But in a Jana Story, it's a must. Most of my friends know fact from fiction. They also know that I am not literally dead.

I went to one of the quilt shops in the area. From now on, I'm going to refer to it as "The Quilt Shop Which Must Not Be Named" I went to find some grey fabric for Curly's neglected t-shirt quilt. They didn't have much in the way of fabric, grey or otherwise. I also got into a discussion with one of the workers about whether or not a certain fabric was modern or not. She insisted yes, while I insisted it looked like acid washed jeans. We agreed to disagree, and I left without anything. Sad, but true. At this rate, he's not going to get the quilt this year, either. I just can't find what I like locally!

I am looking forward to the weekend. We have nothing planned, and I like it that way. It's going to be cold here, so we're going to snuggle and stay inside. It's going to be nice.