Ok, that just sounds wrong. Why is Wednesday called “hump day” anyway?!
Big sister gets out of school at 12 on Wednesdays, which makes our morning kinda crazy (for me & the 2 little ones), seeing as how we’re such late risers. So we basically just get up, get dressed, eat if there’s time, and leave. School’s 20 miles away, and I don’t like getting there late, because then she’s basically waiting for me alone. Today was good, though. I didn’t speed on the freeway, we got there with a few minutes to spare, we came straight home, I fed the kids lunch on time (for once), and I got to work on my sewing project. We had a veritable smorgasbord today: fried rice from last night, a turkey & cheese sandwich, and 2 chicken pot pies. Big sister only likes the thin deli-sliced turkey cold cuts from Costco, so that’s all she ever has in her sandwich. I hope she becomes a more adventurous eater as she gets older.
I’m surprised my project is going so well. I haven’t had any issues with the bobbin so far. I don’t know why, but every single time I use my sewing machine, I have bobbin issues. The thread gets caught in there, and I have to fish it out, yank it out, whatever. Then I have to take out the case & bobbin, pull the thread through the opening, and draw it up again. It’s so frustrating. I did have to thread the bobbin today, and I usually dread that. So I grabbed my manual (that’s how much of a beginner I am!), and surprisingly, did everything perfectly, without any fear. How could I not do everything perfectly with manual in hand, you ask? Oh, you’d be surprised. I guess I’d done it enough times that everything just made sense now, and I wasn’t nervous. Boy, this not-waiting-until-the-last-minute-to-make-something sure is awesome. I should do it more often! I’m almost done, and I can’t believe it.
Shoot! I asked my husband to bring home a pumpkin pie because it was National Pie Day, and we forgot to eat it! Lame.
Funny side note: my WordPress editor has underlined my “seeing as how” phrase up there, so I did a search, and this is what I found:
Damn, I guess I’m countrified and unacceptable.