Fabric stores are way too expensive for what we need it for, FCM. I know a lady in Iowa who lives near a place that has nylon scrap from a hot air balloon factory, and she can purchase literally 100 times the quantity I can at the fabric store for the same price. So finding something similar local would be terrific.
You guys don’t know of a hot air balloon factory in suburban Maryland, do you? 
We made our best-yet score through freecycle today – picked up a lovely oak rolltop desk for Papa Tigs. He is thrilled with it, needless to say – he’s been wanting one for years, but it was never a high priority purchase-wise. And the folks we got it from were happy to give it to us since they know we’ll love it and hug it and squeeze it and call it George, etc. etc.
Of course, that was then balanced out by the idiot who offered a king headboard, posted a photo of it and all, but when I emailed a courteous request for dimensions (because one size fits all ain’t necessarily true in king beds), got snippy with me in reply. Man, people are idiots. If you’re giving stuff away, responding to reasonable requests for information, like, oh, say, dimensions of said item, shouldn’t really be that offputting.
It’s a beautiful day, so of course (a) I’ve got another rush job – this one actually was a job I was going to do over the weekend anyway, and then Friday afternoon it got ordered rush, so I’m getting paid 35% more to do the same work I would have done anyway, which I’m not complaining about, but (b) I came down with a vile headache right after lunch and it hasn’t gone away yet, and it’s hard to work when it hurts to hold your eyes open, y’know? Oh well, I’ll get through it. Or something.
FCD sounds like the best kind of daddy, one who spends money liberally and on useful stuff, no less!