I bought a sewing machine. And a bunch of things to sew. In my head, my creations are beautiful masterpieces. Alas, that’s the only place they exist…
Once upon a time, when I was five, my mom taught me how to sew with just a good ole needle and thread. I made pillows and pillows and more pillows. It was fun and I remember the satisfaction of having created something all by myself.
Fast forward to today…
I had a few items in mind and pulled my shiny, new machine out of its box, along with a pretty piece of fabric and some heat bond cotton lining. Attaching the cotton to the fabric was easy enough – I can at least iron 😉
Then I sat down to figure out the machine. I realized immediately that thread was required. Oops. Duh. Quick-ish run to Michael’s.
Back to the machine. I bribed the 11 year old to watch the baby so I could “quickly” figure this out.
Ten thousand screw ups later and I sewed a crooked line! I was sooooo happy! Almost as happy as when I made a pillow 30 years ago.
I didn’t actually compete anything, but I semi figured out the machine without screaming and cursing and all that stuff I never do.
I even promised my eager-to-sew daughter how to use the machine once I learned first. Actually, she’d probably pick it up immediately!
We love coloring, if that’s not already obvious ♡ We found a very neat etsy shop by the talented Maike Geller. Her prints are reasonably priced and available for immediate download, printing and coloring fun!
She has letters, floral designs, Christmas pieces and more. Check her out!
We decided to download a few letters for some family members, as well as a bouquet for my parents. We purchased simple, white frames from Michael’s craft store. These gifts were inexpensive, enjoyable to create, and, of course, personal!