Okay this has nothing at all to do with sewing, BUT I post anyway. My boyfriend of close to five years asked me to marry him on Monday by renting out a huge billboard on US-75 in Dallas and driving past it on our way to work. I was in my usual pre-coffee Monday morning bad mood, so I was grumpy. He says, "Do you see that sign over there?" and I say "What sign? I don't see any sign." Then I think, "Hey, that's my name. Hey, that's James' name. That... ohmygod!" Good thing I wasn't driving, I would have crashed the car. So he pulls out the ring and says, "Well, do I get an answer?" I did eventually manage to say yes. Then we turned around and took pictures. So that's my non-sewing news. Now I have to find someone to make a dress for me...