So I went shopping this morning.
At A.C. Moore.
This is a very dangerous thing for me to do. At one point (a few years back) my hubby actually
banned me from going suggested I stop going to A.C. Moore for a while. He also joked that I should get a part time job there to pay for my addiction my shopping excursions.
But, I digress.
Here is the result of today’s trip to my favorite store:
Twenty(!) balls of Sugar ‘n Cream yarn. It was on sale. There were lots of pretty colors to pick from. My stash was getting dangerously low of cotton yarn. I have lots of excuses and could probably come up with several more.
The only thing that stopped me was my five-year old son began lying on the floor saying, “I’m bored!” Since that is highly embarrassing, I had to head to the check-out.
I should probably take him on all my yarn shopping trips.