I’ve always considered myself somewhat crafty.
I can whip up a fairly decent scrapbook.
Put together a soccer banner.
Bake here and there.
Knit useless things in long, straight lines.
But that’s about as far as I go.
Fabric scares me.
The above cute little print does not accurately reflect my life.
I do not love sewing.
The cutting. The rolls at JoAnn’s. The measuring.
I chose Liberal Arts, non-credential track as my major in college.
Primarily because no additional math was required.
Actually, ONLY because no additional math was required.
Math and I? We are not good friends.
Fabric and math? I run.
Last week, Jessica (have you entered her giveaway yet?) invited me to her learn-to-sew party.
Instructed by my friend and former co-worker, Jill.
At this point I need to interject and tell you about the coolest job in all the world.
It’s being the admin for a youth pastor.
Which I was for 4 years while avoiding Math at Cal State Hayward.
Get paid to hang out with high schoolers and the best staff ever all day? OK.
Design cool flyers for even cooler events? If you insist.
Manage a data base so methodically that you have every student’s address memorized?
DREAM. COME. TRUE.
If I could have majored in data entry instead of liberal arts, I would have.
Jill was the admin for the senior pastor who was Jessica’s dad.
I loved that job. I loved working with Jill.
She always had the most perfect skin and eye makeup, especially eyeliner.
Do you remember weird, random things about people from 15 years ago? Because I totally do.
Anyway, I’m so excited to be learning from her again.
But I need to buy a sewing machine.
Seriously. I’m in need.
Sewing friends. What machine do you recommend?
And Jill says I have to thread my machine and wind my bobbin.
Um? I think I can figure out the threading part. But what’s a bobbin?
And non-sewing friends, don’t be haters.
Support my new endeavor.
I’ll make you some PJ pants.