I wish I were innately crafty, I am not. While its something I aspire to be, it always seems to allude me. I love knitting...the knit stitch over and over. My efforts to learn other stitches so I can possibly make something more exciting than a scarf have failed greatly. I want to learn how to sew, but I am being foiled by the machine. How hard do you think these pants would be to sew by hand? Hee hee. The one scrapbook I have attempted looks so sad I can't bear to look at it. I cannot cut a straight line, and I always make those jaggy cuts on top of it. I can't even color well, granted I can stay in the lines but I push the crayon too hard and it just doesn't look pretty. My mom was the best "colorer." When I was growing up, I loved watching her color.
My first (and only) scarf
Until I feel ready to take on the sewing machine again, I will take comfort in the fact that I made a really good pot roast today. I can cook, following a recipe is much simpler than following the sewing pattern directions or even the sewing machine directions. Now I will go eat a bowl of ice cream and catch up on Gossip Girl to drown out my sewing sorrows.