my mother is going to hate the title of this post. i tried book club. i read a book once for a boy i was trying to impress. the only thing i actually read by choice is church stuff or easy tween reads (twilight, hunger games...) i've always felt kind of bad that i'm not a bigger reader. when you are grown up, you are supposed to like to read, right?
two weeks ago i went to joanns craft store and spent "X" (read more than i would like to admit to anyone) amount of dollars on fabric and other sewing supplies. i came home and started cutting fabric. i flipped on the tv for some background noise and started sewing. thanks to santa, i have my very own sewing machine which basically makes me feel like i'm pretty classy. i got so caught up in my projects that the notebook came on tv. ended. and then started again. and ended again. i stayed up till 3 in the morning sewing, and when i finally climbed into bed i couldn't fall asleep. i was so excited about my sewing projects, i just layed in bed and thought about what i was going to do when i woke up.
thats when it hit me. some people feel this way about reading!! or school. or exercising. our outdoor activities. in a weird way, it made me feel more normal.
i basically learned that i like to sew. i love to sew. but i also learned that i'm not as good as i want to be.i need to learn more technical sewing. there is alot of stuff to know about sewing (believe it or not) i've decided i want to take a sewing class and become professional (LIKE MY MOM).
because over the weekend when i was in las vegas, my mom and i (so mostly my mother) made this skirt for my sister melissa.
thanks emily for posting this skirt tutorial on your blog and letting me steal the idea to make it!! (and beb, don't get mad at me for using this picture. i know you said you would take a new picture and send it to me, but i'm not patient enough)
so....where do i find a sewing class?? and does anyone want to join me?