I'm just a regular person who loves junking. Give me a tag, yard or garage sale any day. I love to decorate my home with "new-to-me" items.
Friday, January 21, 2011
And me without a sewing machine . . .
According to my Susan Branch Calendar, today is VISIT YOUR LOCAL FABRIC STORE day.
Wouldn't you know, I don't sew.
Not that my mother didn't try to teach me. In fact, when I was in Girl Scouts, she volunteered to teach the whole troup to sew. Sadly, it didn't take -- at least for me.
My Mom is a quilter, she knits, she is extremely creative. I didn't inherit that gene. I used to do counted cross stitch, but then I got carpal tunnel syndrome. I could do simple knitting, too--like scarves and slippers. (I was really good at slippers.) But I can't do that any more, either.
Still I will admit that I do love to go to the fabric store and just look at all the pretty fabrics--the different textures and wish I could make something beautiful. Especially since I'm a sucker for pretty pillows. Must be because some of that urge to sew rubbed off--ya think?