Then all of a sudden it was New Year's. What does a silly craft hold to a party that ends with a kiss? I tell you NOTHING! So once again those crafts collected dust out in the open torturing me with their guilt. I would walk past, they would scream at me "Finish us!" Cowboy and I got this harebrained idea that we should get a room ready for our little rascal, so we have been peeling wallpaper which is so much more motivational than stinkin' crafts.
Now the time has come, I no longer can handle the guilt. Its been long enough. I am going to finish these by the end of the week. I want to quit hearing their sad, sad screams every time I enter the room where they sit.
What you see here are the following:
A quilt that is intended to be our baby crib blanket, red yarn to tie
A John Deere fleece blanket that Cowboy picked out for our baby blanket collection. (How could I say no to Cowboy)
A half finished sock monkey, for said baby
Yet another craft requested by Cowboy, I am to make a cover/cushion out of that brown fleece you see there, for his center console. Just for his manly pooch so she has a soft place to put her tushy while she rides along side Cowboy in his beloved truck.
(Once again, Cowboy asks and I say yes with my eyes glazed over, I tell you what...someday there will be hope for me .)
So there you have it. Wish me luck I am going to try to get these done and my ears will feel peace.
1 comment:
Good luck! I need to channel my inner Martha.
Next week. ;)
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