Sunday evening I indulged in a bit of magical thinking. I knew I was going in for surgery early Monday. I bought fabric to make myself a Rosh Ha Shanah dress. I figured that buying the fabric would ensure that I wouldn’t die on the operating table. OK, the rational part of me knows that the chances of dying during the operation were in the close to zero range. I get that. But despite mostly being a rational sort of a girl, part of me clearly is not fully 100% rational. I bought the green boucle to make a Rosh Ha Shanah dress. It cost $1/yard. I guess if I had died the waste of the fabric wouldn’t have have been too tragic. The other two fabrics, the grey rayon knit and the white textured knit will either be t-shirts or nightgowns. Once I was buying fabric, the siren song of mystery bundles was just too difficult to resist. This is what arrived. I think the green boucle may have made the nice folks at Fabric Mart think that I was a red-h...
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