Mike is on a last minute business trip to Georgia, so the kids and I packed up our belongings and made the trek over to my parents’ house because not a one of us was really sure if we could do it alone.
Before he left, we made sure we made a trip to the North American International Auto Show in Detroit – a yearly spectacle where Mike drools over road appliances, and I people gawk and mentally figure out how I am going to cash in all of the wife-points that I rack up at this event.
So. Now, I’m kickin’ it in my childhood bedroom while I take advantage of my parents some more. It’s a wonderful life.
Before our great exodus, I made sure I grabbed the essentials (my computer and embroidery) so that I could overstay my welcome in peace. And, it sounds like all y’all are thinking about taking up embroidery yourself.
Annie and her daughter jumped in head first, or she jumped with both feet, or she jumped wither her right foot. I don’t know. She just went for it though.
Carrie also got the bug, and she is thinking about organizing a quilt project where we can all put our skills together. More details over at the clan.
Grace is all about it too, but she thinks it might be better if I just opened an Etsy shop. So now I am thinking…tote bags, wall art, baby items, I just don’t know.
Simcha wants a hobby, but she ruled out embroidery. Let her know what’s up.
And, Dweej found all sorts of ways to cheap out and cop out but still make it alll werk.
Who else? Who else? Are you going to do it?
You know what would be cool? A stitch-a-long. I’m just shooting from the hip here, but we could all use the same pattern and share photos of our progress. Just words I’m sayin’.
Excuse me. I have to go have nothing to do because I am in my childhood home where I immediately have no responsibility. Or so I like to think.