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Just a preview. Uh, make that a post view.

It would hardly be an introduction without a few visual aids. So here are some pictures of the kind of things I like to work on. Enjoy!

GO!

I've already typed like 4 sentences and deleted them, feeling like they aren't "just right."  But as you'll learn about me, if I wait for "just right" I'll never get anything done.  My life has been a messy patchwork sewn together with golden threads of love and a whole lot of laughing.  Laughing with my beautiful chicklets, my husband, laughing with the rest of our family, friends and most of all laughing at myself.  There a Jimmy Buffett lyric that goes, "If we weren't all crazy we would go insane."  If you get that, you and I are going to get along really well.  If not, stick with me, we'll get there.  

Now for the good stuff!  I started sewing in November of 2011, a bit more than a year ago.  For you that might seem like a blink ago but for me it seems like ages.  When I think about the first things I made (simple pj bottoms for my oldest, a tablecloth for Thanksgiving, that subsequently burned on Easter, a Roman shade for my bathroom) I feel like...{thinking}....{thinking}...okay maybe it's not so important how I think about it.  But just know I've sewn a lot since then.  A LOT.  Think hundreds.  I have an online store but most of what I've sold has been word of mouth and Facebook.  And of course I've made lots of gifts.  Why am I telling you that?  Because I wasn't completely sold on sewing when my best friend, Cassie, told me I should start.  I thought that I wouldn't use a sewing machine enough to warrant buying one.  WRONG.  I thought anything I wanted to make bad enough could be made with no-sew glue and some staples or maybe duct tape.  WRONG.  I thought it wouldn't be that much cheaper than buying something pre made.  WRONG.  And most importantly I thought I wouldn't be able to do it.  I mean, I tried in middle school home ec and it was not pretty.  It seemed like such a hassle, I couldn't possibly have the patience for it now with two kids and a busy household.  Couldn't be worth it.  WRONG WRONG WRONG.  

So here I am.  Ages wiser and with lots of stories to tell.  We'll get to those but, preview: you won't believe what I've messed up.  I guess that's the theme in my life.  It's not about the fall, it's about the recovery.  And if you've got the guts enough to get through the recovery, there's beautiful stuff on the other side.  GO!