I am now the proud owner of a sewing machine...and an apron. What do the two have to do with each other? Well when my grandma gave me a sewing machine I figured I'd need to know how to use it. So I devised a plan that I would buy a pattern and materials and while visiting my mom in NC she could teach me to sew using the stuff I had bought. Great plan, right?
So what pattern did I end up buying? Yep, you guessed it...an apron. Those who know me best will see the irony in this: first off, I own a sewing machine; second the first thing I chose to sew was an apron! Since when do I spend enough time in the kitchen to justify the use of an apron? Since when do I get excited about having a sewing machine? Why do I get all googly-eyed over KitchenAid mixers that I can't afford (or justify buying anyway)? Why do I fall head over hills for any item in black and white damask print? Why do I have more recipes than I know what to do with? I'm the girl that always hated cooking, remember?
I have become the woman I never though I would be, the woman I never thought I wanted to be, I'm...domesticated. How did I get here? When did this start? I blame knitting, it's been all downhill (or uphill) from there.
But in my defense, I still hate to clean, so I guess I'm not fully domesticated! Whew! ;)
Anyway's, here's my creation! My favorite print combined with my favorite color! Thanks Mom for all your help, I really enjoyed our bonding time!
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