Hi. I'm Camie. I don't know if we've met. I have this blog I used to write on? Remember me? Yeah I suck. I'll get back into the swing of things here soon. Promise.
On to my confessions.
- I have been sewing a lot lately.
- A lot.
- I don't get out my machine very often so when I got it out this time, I figured I had better make it count.
- I fixed my whole bag of mending.
- I made a couple skirts.
- I made Izacc some pants.
- I made Ian some pants.
- I made some baby gifts.
- I am no where near done.
- I am out of control.
- And so is my living room.
- Yikes.
- I have taken a sewing sabbatical until I can at least find a seat in the living room.
- I have ADD
- Or maybe OCD
- Either way I can't get my living room done until I had cleaned the bathroom.
- And did the laundry.
- And cleaned my room.
- And got all the clothes hung up and put away.
- And put away the winter sweaters and pulled out all the shorts and flip flops.
- I think perhaps I am stalling.
- I did start to clean it up.
- And I was going to put away the baby bouncer.
- Because big bubba baby monster is too large and in charge for such playthings.
- I smartly saved the box when we bought it so I could store it neatly.
- And so I took it downstairs to put it back in the box.
- I took it apart a little and tried, but it was too tall. The toys came seperatly.
- So I tried to take the toys off.
- And I tried to take the toys off.
- And I cursed a little.
- And I prayed a little.
- And I got the toys off.
- And I tried again to put it in the box.
- And I rearranged it and tried again.
- This was the battle royal of box vs man.
- Or woman as the case may be.
- A few choice words, nasty pinches and about 15 minutes later it was in the box...ish.
- Okay, so I can't close the top.
- But it is technically in the box.
- Ha ha! I win!
- While I was wrestling with box and toys and parts I had a sort of fight song going through my head.
- Ask me where it came from.
- Yeah I got nothin.
- The Night Chicago Died.
- I am so awesome.
- My cousin Brooke and I made up a dance to that song once.
- We were nothing but the coolest kids on the block.
- Stupid box.
- Stupid jumperoo.
- Stupid song!
- I am going to go clean my living room now.
- Right after I finish putting all the clothes away.
- Promise!
You know the drill!
Play. Read. Laugh. Repeat.
PS he's adorable.
4 comments:
Good for you and spring cleaning! I did some this week, too. And I'm especially impressed that you saved the box, and then remembered to STORE the toy in there again! I love your boys' names, my baby's name is Isaiah, and my hubby is totally set on naming the next boy Isaac. I like your spelling of it, though.
Also-so impressed you can sew! I have no clue-when stuff loses buttons or gets holes in it, it goes to the garbage :)
Thanks for playing!
We really should be neighbors! :-) for more than one reason - but today the reason is because then I could just knock, drop off the pile of play dresses I told my girls I would sew and mend the ripped out seams of months and years ago. but now they just sit in a heap in the downstairs closet. Maybe if I wait long enough they will just forget about them, right! (jk) I know, I'm a horrible person.
I love lists like these.
Cute bouncy! And you are awesome. I agree, sewing is addictive, but I have not tried making my kids clothes yet- go you!
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