Some people can do nothing but lie, even if they know that you know that they are full of shit. It's some weird character flaw, but I don't get it either. Somewhere in their convoluted little head, they are counting on the fact that you're a nice person and won't say anything, and somehow that's a victory...even if you know they're a deceitful poop and they know you know. I couldn't live like that, but lots of folks do.

I agree with Flint. Go in, say "oh there it is" and take it. What's she gonna do? Confronting you would be like calling the cops to rat out the guy who stole your weed. ;)

Good luck Pooka!

Flint Honey-You know it's mine... you saw it... and if you would do that I would be so very happy.

I just want to avoid as much conflict as possible... which is why I'd prefer you approach her with it... you know I lack tact.

Perhaps you... recognizing the fabric as the same as what we have at home... perhaps you could even say something like "oh you found her fabric.... and what nice work... are you trying to surprise Pooka... thats sweet she'll be so happy"... in the very slight chance that it is indeed a gift for us... give her an opportunity to respond and if is not... let her know that you will pay her for her work, but you know I will be hurt if it is given to someone else... after all I have repeatedly requested it back from her now and she is aware of my reasons for wanting it and that it is meaningful to me that our children have it.

:corn:

;)

And next time something is going to be meaningful to you, don't give it to somebody else.

:)
"Quilters Frays"

Heh. Sorry..The pun could not be avoided.;)

You are right... but back then I had no idea... and I asked for it back long enough ago that this shouldn't be an issue... and have given plenty of opportunities for truthfulness.

Unfortunatly, anything that makes its way over there becomes theirs whether it is offered or not...just think of all the movies... I guess we just can't loan, forget, or leave anything over there and if we do I'm going to have to go there myself and get it the next day... like the cassarole dish I sent you for recently.

Very puny!

25 years from now this will be a Hatfield and McCoy like feud. There will be hundreds of examples of slights and offenses on both sides. Actions and reactions, vandalism, bodily assault, and perhaps a murder or seven.

And this would be quilt will lie at the root of it all.

....unless you act now to resolve this crisis......

Meh - I dunno - How much disharmony do you really want? Might just be better off to say something to the effect of.... Oh I see you did get around to using some of my material - on a quilt no less - looks nice :/
Just take out my sarcastic tone - see what she says.

I get that there are two different issues here - one the lying and 2 the fabric loss.

That would be correct.

What I find mind boggling is that she has about a fabric store worth of her OWN fabric... why she decided to use mine first is beyond me... it isn't as though it is the only material she could have used for this project...

Too much talky. Go do-y. ;)

The fabric loss is important to Pooka NOT because it's some fabric but because it has sentimental value, and she collected it for years.

My mom had a quilt made out of fabric remnants from fabric that she had used when she made my dresses when I was little. She gave a bunch of remnants to a quilting lady and the lady made a quilt and a little stuffed dog. What fun mom and I had going over it and picking out my dress material. I still have it.

I see why it's important to you Pooka, and why you are so boggled that she lies about it when to her it is just some fabric.

Go get it, Pooka!

Thank you Shawnee... that is EXACTLY right. In fact, my Grandmother made me a quilt when I was a child out of her old clothing... not as cool as my clothes mind you... lol. She wore a lot of polyester... but such was the style then. That is where I got the idea... I still have the quilt.

what is her address, I'll mail this thread to her.

I still have mine and an afghan that she knitted, as do my brothers, sisters and all my cousins. I'm with you. In fact, I broke out the afghan this month for the first time in years. Lotta memories.