The Beginning

Nearly a year ago I decided it would be a wonderful idea to purchase a sewing machine.  I did a little research online and about Thanksgiving time my new sewing machine arrived.  I was so excited I ripped open the box right away.  I feverishly read the owners manual.  I said a few curse words under my breath (don't tell my mom) when I couldn't wind the bobbin.  I slipped a few more obscenities when it came time to thread the needle.  I sewed a few crooked lines on some scrap fabric.  And I stood up from the table and declared to myself that I had tried and sewing wasn't for me.  I put everything away and went about my day.

My very first sewing machine!

I felt defeated.  I was ready.  Here I am....a mother of 2 small boys...and I can't even sew a straight line.  I may as well turn in my woman card.

My good husband came home from work and asked about my new sewing machine.  I rolled my eyes like I was 15.  He's a good man.  He didn't say another word.  He had listened to me ramble on and on about how I was going to learn how to sew and I needed a sewing machine and I couldn't wait until Christmas...I needed it NOW.  I drug that man and my 2 small children to JoAnns on BLACK FRIDAY to buy a few sewing essentials.  What a good man, right??  And then it came.  My husband loved me enough to go to JoAnns on black friday.  We were both naive....we didn't know.  Have you ever been to JoAnns on Black Friday?  I wouldn't suggest it unless you know what you're doing.  It's a little chaotic!  He supported my crazy desire to learn to sew.  I couldn't just give up after 20 aggravating minutes of trying to sew one straight line.

And just like that I was on top of the world again.  Over the next couple of months I found online sewing lessons (remember I have 2 small boys...the only free time I have is after 9pm), YouTube and various tutorials on blogs.  And I was off.  And over time I've started to have more and more successes in my sewing and crafting hobby.  But the fun part is all of the mistakes.