Diary of a Housewife

I like clothes. I do. Every two or three months, I start craving something new -- a fresh pair of shoes or a pretty dress or a soft shirt.

Most of the time when the urge hits me, I'll just add a few things to my Amazon wish list and save a picture of what probably won't fit. I put the pictures in a "sewing" folder on my desktop, so I can find a sewing pattern and make something similar.

Except that I'm really lazy about sewing. I haven't worked on any of my sewing projects since we moved. I guess I'm just afraid that Tiger will chase everything that moves, which includes thread and fabric. He's so silly.