Debbie and I got up at the crack of dawn to hit Joann's and their sale on flannel the day after Thanksgiving. I had just gotten home from San Diego and Debbie was going out of town with her family later in the morning. We were ready to conquer Joanne's at 6 am.
First we got three shopping carts for Debbie, Steve, and I. We rushed over to the cutting table to first get a cutting number. Only with a cutting number in our palms did we feel safe to get over to the flannel and fill up our carts.
Steve got full bolts in his and went on to checkout. Debbie and I waited for our cutting number to come up. It was crazy, crazy at Joann's!!!
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| Piles of fabric waiting to be cut |
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| Me, swimming in baby flannel |
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| Debbie, standing by even more baby flannel |
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