Happy Wednesday!!! Exactly one week to the day when I’ll be leaving for QuiltCon. So all the excitement, panic, anticipation, jitters, worries, and every other emotion you can think of has started. And the list of what to do before I leave is growing, and growing…I have to remind myself to sleep! Sleep deprivation is supposed to come AFTER QuiltCon, not BEFORE!
So, rather than showing you a pile of fabric and an empty suitcase, I thought I’d share this letter addressed to all of my wonderful readers.
Dear Not-ladys and Not-furnitures,
The proprietor of this internet establishment, in her infinite buffoonery, has deemed it wise to engage in activities which have not heretofore been approved by myself, her felinious supervisor. I am unsure of what has driven her to this particular, disturbing form of dementia, but so it has been done, and I cannot — in good conscience — allow it to continue without recourse. Indeed, it is perhaps my fault that Lady has given herself to whim of circumstance and begun to sew — and it disgusts me to write…
Balderdash, say I! What purpose could such garments serve? Are not her usual piddly rags enough? Why must she divert time from what is clearly her only role — the construction of quilts for my enjoyment — to make such silly little things as skirts and dresses? What a foolish pastime. What a shirking of her clear and obvious responsibility to me, her rightful leigelord. Indeed, she has gone astray, and I fear that without help, she may never return to the path of the righteous. By the grace of Bastet, I write to ask your help in returning this lost one to the ways of the right-set quilter. No more skirts! Only quilts! Perhaps a bag on occasion. No more of this foolish haberdashery and seamstressing. Quilts!
John Edensor Littlewood II (Feline)
Linking with Freshly Pieced‘s WIP Wednesday