paul and i spent a good portiono of our thursday searching for the perfect fabric for our pants. paul had had a little too much caffeine due to a migraine (attempt to rid himself of said ailment) so the pretty lady at the fabric showroom might have thought him a little.. um... tweaky. after a few deep breaths and a balance bar our young paul was feeling more like himself again.
this is one of my favorite parts of my job. fabric. my mom used to take me to look for fabric; she is an interior designer. so i guess i've just always liked it. it gets the wheels turning.
oh and by the way i got a parking ticket. i am always too cheap to just pay $6 to park in a lot. i really think it will work to go to the meter every 20 minutes. it caught up with me, the chase finally ended.
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Is portiono Italian?
Did we find a good pant fabric yet? I need good pants so bad that it hurts deep inside.
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