Tag: sewing

  • August 5

    August 5

    I may have sewn some ornaments while doing trainings at work. I still have a lot of work to do.

  • January 13

    January 13

    Today’s a busy day. The whole family went geocaching with friends from church this morning and it was super fun. Christina is an excellent snoop. She found almost all of the caches within seconds almost every time. We’ve got one near our house. We’ll have to find it. Robin finished this bag and it is super, super cute! It was fun making it with her, and I love that she wasn’t on her phone for like an hour. Tonight Christina’s having her birthday party – a slumber party with five of her friends. I’m charging my noise-canceling headphones as we speak. I kind of love busy days.

  • January 11

    January 11

    Robin and I started making this bag tonight. We got as far as cutting the fabric and sewing one of the straps. I think I might have to make one for myself too.

  • November 25

    November 25

    I started making progress on this today and then I ran out of thread. I think I almost bought it when I bought all the supplies for this project last year and then decided not to because I already had some. Little did I know I only had like five feet of thread on the spool. Oh well. I’ve got a whole year to prepare it for next year.

  • October 22

    October 22

    The advent calendar is coming along, but it will be a miracle if I actually finish it in time to use it this year. But I am amazed that it actually resembles what I imagined a year or so ago.

  • August 9

    August 9

    I did something today. Leaving it at that for now. I am full of self-doubt. As a parent, a wife, an employee, a human… How do you know if you’re helping your kids or wrecking them? How do you convey love when you keep doing stupid shit that seems to say otherwise? How do you keep the sink from filling with dirty dishes? How do you solve the world’s problems? Why do I just sit on the couch when I’m not working, instead of doing something productive? Tonight we went down the list: Daddy is an expert in the art of football, Christina is an expert in the art of dance, Robin is an expert in the art of cheer, and Mommy is an expert in the art of… and no one could come up with anything. That’s both sad and telling. Robin did eventually say I’m an expert in the art of loving, and I guess that’s at least a good sign on the parenting front. Better than nothing.