Okay, really, is there anything better than a new rotary cutter blade? Okay, maybe new underwear...or jeans that fit just right...or chocolate, but discounting clothes and food, is there anything better?
Sliding the rotary cutter over the fabric without having to push down. The hiss as the blade slices through the fabric.
I am terrible with rotary cutter blades. If I don't hit a pin and nick my blade, I'll use a blade for a year, applying more and more pressure to get it to cut. Eventually, laying all my considerable weight on it, just to cut that last couple of pieces of fabric without having to go to the effort of finding a blade and messing with the screw and then finding a way to dispose of the old blade. (can you tell I got a new blade last night?)
So, long about November of this year, when you're whizzing through all your cuts with that new blade, think of dumb old me, leaning on my cutter and praying that it will make that last cut cuz I'm just too dang lazy to change the blade.
Today's pet peeve: People with "Baby on Board" stickers that speed through school zones. What the @#%%!
Oh, and people that talk on the cellphone in the bathroom and give you a cross wise look because they can't hear when you flush. Listen people, bathrooms are intended for flushing. They are not intended for making cooing noises to your sweetheart or conducting business. And, if you have to use them as a phone booth, don't look at me funny because I'm using the bathroom for its intended purpose. In fact, don't look at me at all...it's a bathroom. I'm never at my best in there!
Okay, so that's enough fun. Time to get back to work. Quilt a lot and pretend I was there. Goodness knows I'm pretending I was anywhere right about now. Lane