Is it already Wednesday? Really? I lost the first part of this week to a business trip. This morning I'm drinking some strong coffee and revising my To Do list. Um, and writing about my fabric obsession. (Read as: procrastinating when I really should be getting ready for the day.)

My wish list over at Kitty-Craft has gotten out of hand. The fairytale motifs get me. I love all of the little storybook themes (Hansel & Gretel, Little Red Riding Hood, Alice in Wonderland, even the Bremen Town Musicians -- and I never even liked that story). I almost don't want to write about them, because I'm afraid you will all go over there and snatch up everything, and I won't be able to have them all to myself.

I have been debating placing an order for ages now. I guess I feel that I'm going to spend THAT much money on fabrics, I should at least know what I would use them for... and hording in a secret drawer doesn't count. Then when I think about what I would make (and I think about it quite a bit because I'm pretty desperate to place an order now), I keep envisioning things for children. (Although I've seen at least one ingenious, non-kid usage of the Hansel and Gretel fabric at Yvestown.) The thing is – I don’t have children and am not planning on having any either.

It is a little odd because a vast majority of the sites I visit and love are moms writing about their kids. And although I've found plenty of fellow softie-loving adults, I'd still say a good majority of the creations I admire are intended for little hands. I think a huge part of that is because I have a wonderful mom who was able to stay at home and made things for me. And it's with a little nostalgia that I enjoy reading about other moms who work equally hard to give their children a happy, magical childhood complete with trips to the library and craft projects and homemade costumes. I think that's one of the reasons I still like children's storybooks and any excuse to play make believe.

And since I'm not having kids, I need my sister to have more than just this one so I can justify spending lots more money at Kitty-Craft.

(Side note – Sorry for the dark photos. I don’t know how people manage to get such great pictures of their kids. It’s hard! They’re so squirmy so you pretty much have to use the flash and cross your fingers they’re still smiling when the camera finally snaps the picture. Fortunately, my little nephew didn’t seem to mind being a part of Aunt Kelly’s photo shoot...)