Friday, April 16, 2010

Satan, thy name is Color-Matchy Flower Page




























It is official... the second page of the infamous baby book is done! Ok....I lie. It's almost done. I still have to sew on the snaps but that can wait till my hands have recovered...(more on that coming). As you can probably tell, it is a color wheel flower with matching colored bugs. What is probably not as obvious is that it's a game. The cute, slightly rag tag bugs will snap to the flower in any number of combinations including the educational version in which he learns to match colors. Fun and deviously educational...my favorite combination.



Now that I have cheerfully given the "sweet" explanation, let me now digress.... Holy Sh#t!!!!! That had to be the most time consuming thing I have ever done. I am mentally and physically exhausted and I have the sneaking suspicion that I have a brain hemorrhage. I think I will now need a vacation from my back, my hands, and my eyes which are strained from the intense concentration of a woman desperate to bend the thread to her weakening will.


Never in my life have I been more determined to kick a cute little flower's butt. Forget how little and complex the bugs are. Forget the fact that I had the wrong presser foot for the majority of it. The real heart of the matter is that I was cursed. It's really that simple. I must have killed someone in a past life and karma came to reap it's payment in blood, sweat, and bad zig zag stitches. To break it down simply.... the thread broke endless times... the needle jammed 3 times (twice in my fingers... ooof!)...bobbins got tangled...knots spontaneously broke out in fist fights. It was mayhem. Bedlam. The Apocalypse.


Now you might be tempted to think that this in any way dampened my resolve or enjoyment of the whole ordeal. But you would not be entirely correct. While I did have a few fantasies of throwing the damn sewing machine out the window, most of the time it felt kind of like a video game. I like puzzles. Or maybe I really am a masochist. Most likely it's the memory loss after any birth. Now that it's done... I like the cute bugger so much that I guess he was worth all the headaches and nausea. Kind of like Skyler.