Warning: The following argument never actually took place
Scott: "I ripped a hole in my pant-leg, fix em!"
Me:"That's not how I was raised!"
Scott: "You are the WOMAN, its your JOB to fix them!"
Me: "Its not my JOB to do anything!"
Scott: "Tom-boy!"
Me: "Mama's boy."
Ha ha ha! That never happened. If anything even remotely close to that happened this is how it would go:
Scott: "Hey babe, I ripped a whole in the knee of my pants. Do you think you can fix them?"
Me: "No! I don't know how to sew."
Scott: "I guess I can ask my mom."
Me: "Sounds like a good idea."
Not anymore. Who knew that this tom-boy would grow up to cross-stitch, crochet, scrapbook, and now, even sew? I sure didn't! My transformation to a full on typical old-fashioned tv mom is nearly complete. Now I just need to learn to make a hearty and nutritious soup out of twigs and dirt, and drive a minivan......wait a second....I already drive a minivan. Crap.
Anyway, I wanted to make the boys halloween costumes this year and in order to do that I needed to learn how to use the sewing machine that I've had collecting dust for the last few years. Scott, always the helpful and loving husband, taught me how to use it, helped solve a few problems, and voila, I'm a seamstress!! Watch out Martha Stewart!
4 comments:
I'm happy you got the sewing machine all figured out and thanks for the heads up:) That is such a cute idea for costumes. I have my patterns but I haven't started yet. Good job Chelle!
Super cool!!! good job Chelle.
Look at you. I hope one day to join the sewing crowd. I gave up years ago after sewing the sleeves of a dress on inside out.
Awesome! Now you just need to come teach me how to crochet!
I wish my kids would all coordinate like that.
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