I am not a sewer

But I play one on TV. Well not really that either. I get out my sewing machine to rig purses or Rooster Hats or Blankets. I wouldn't call myself a sewer, probably just a rigger. Here is my latest "Sewing Project"

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I'm glad that you can't see it any better, because if you could look closely you would see that I messed up in one of the corners. It's hard to explain, especially when you aren't a sewer. After I made the blanket and matching burp cloth, I wrote a little poem to give her to apologize for my crappy sewsmanship (I made that word up all by myself).

The stitches are not perfect, and the squares are not precise. The fabric puckers at the corners and it looks “almost right”

But in no time at all, those mistakes will fade away. Because it will hold “perfection”, In this blanket she will lay.

Also I should have this in as a disclaimer. If you are pregnant DO NOT expect me to make you a blanket or an anything for that matter. Ali, got super duper lucky... so to all of my many friends that are "with child" so sad, too bad.

P. S. I recently bought 10 patterns, because that's what sewers do right? They buy patterns.

And All Before Lunch

Some days I am ambitious... too ambitious. Otherdays I am an under achiever. I never know what I am going to be until I wake up in the morning. It's kind of like the always changing weather.

Today is one of those ambitious days. I'm sure I am feeling this way though, because my sister is visiting and she just lights up my days.

So this morning I made a few phonecalls and had some friends over for homemade cinnamon rolls and then I made my sister Melanie her birthday present (which is quite adorable if you ask me)

So I guess you could call this post a "Yes I am THAT super cool", but if you saw that I was still wearing my pajamas that might change your opinion

ETA: Hey Michelle I just finished yours. Here it is.