I'm flying out

I'm on my way to dinner.
This fabric is one of the ones I stole from my mom. She's a sewing teacher and has been hamstring fabrics since the 60's. She has a big closet full of the most amazing fabrics, all the kinds you can imagine. And she refuses to share, so I have to steal some scraps here and there. Like this one.

That doesn't sound very nice of me, actually. And I should really get going now.