Happy belated Father’s Day. Here’s a picture of me and my daddy. 🙂 Aren’t we awesome and ridiculous looking?

The weekend was great. 🙂 We slept in way too late on Saturday and kinda killed the day but I did get to go pick out some fabric for the first two projects in the RVA Summer Camp, so hopefully I will do those this week!

(warning: being facetious – really, I promise.)

It was amazing that I managed to get the fabric though considering the super duper traumatic experience I had. I’ve actually never bought fabric before, I’ve actually never even been in a fabric store, so I had no idea what to do. I didn’t know how the fabric was sold, how to get your portion of it, where to go/what to do. So, I asked a sales lady how the fabric was sold, i.e. by the yard or what (since I did manage to notice it was priced by yard) and she laughed and teased me and told me that I should go take sewing 101! [I get teased everywhere..] Then she told me that it was by the yard. I’m not sure she understood my question though, so I’ll ask it here – is it possible to get amounts outside of 1, 2, 3 etc. yards? Can I ask for, say, 14×14 in. of fabric? Is this a stupid question, lol?

Anyway, after her making fun of me, I still didn’t know how to actually purchase the fabric, so I stood around for an insanely long time watching other people. Meanwhile, my husband is telling me I’m a big chicken and laughing his face off at me. And he refused to help! He was like “blah blah, it’s bad enough I’m in a girly store, so you’re doing it!” Ha, this from the man who writes poetry & knew, way before I did, that those red papery thingies, not the metal ones, you use to file your nails down are called emery boards.

So, I finally figured it out. And in case you’re inept like me, and you would like to know how it works, this is how it went down.

Step One: Stare at all the pretty fabric. Become completely overwhelmed. Have husband along with you that makes fun of you non-stop. Call all the people you know who can possibly be of any help or knows someone who could be of help. Have NONE of them answer their phones, despite the fact that everyone and their moms have their cell phones on them at all times. Alternate between laughing hysterically and aimlessly wandering the aisles wondering if you have enough guts to ask questions. Strongly consider leaving without anything. Oh yeah, you’re still trying to figure out what you want. [Step One will take 10-15 minutes if you’re someone normal. At least an hour or two if you’re me.]

Step Two: Pick up the fabric you have decided on, including the little cardboard thingy it’s wrapped around. That’s right, the WHOLE thing. You look stupid and it seems like that can’t possibly be it, but seriously, it’s the whole thing you take.

Step Three: Find the counter marked “customer service” or “cutting counter” or some such thing. If you’re lucky, you’ll see other people doing this before you, and you’ll feel less retarded.

Step Four: (I think this varies.) Find out if you have to take a number, and well, go take your number. Also, 30 minutes ago was a good time to note if they call your number over the store speaker or not to know whether or not you can go wander off and do something else while you’re waiting.

Step Five: Tell them the amount you want. They’ll cut it up right there and fold it up and put a little post-it on it listing the price so you can take the thing up to the register. You don’t pay for it there.

Step Six: Finish shopping!

Step Seven: Screw this crap & buy those little 18×21 inch fabric quarter-square-thingies instead. You don’t really need to make anything bigger than that, right? 😉

[Also, if anyone wants to fill me in on PROPER words for things, feel free. But, I’ll probably continue using “thingy” and “some such” and “stuff” anyway.]