My daughter Kinsey is leaving on a jet plane tomorrow. I feel the same way about planes that I do about doctor visits. Oh noooooo...what if it crashes. I have not had time to worry about that yet though, because the only thing I can think about right now are pioneer clothes. Why, you ask?
Kinsey has not pulled up roots yet. Her heart is still in Florida so when her old bishop asked if she wanted to go on their pioneer trek she said "I don't know, I might sweat" and then decided to go. I was the lucky one to draw the sewing of the clothes. Yes...I sew. I stink at sewing, but yes, I sew. Please don't tell anyone.
I have been making dresses, pantaloons, bonnets, aprons, and a nightgown for what seems like weeks. I'm over the pioneer clothes. I feel like I'm sewing for Goldilocks. The first dress was too tight, the second dress was too big, hopefully third time's just right! I haven't finished it yet. Should I be worried? It is 11:30pm on the day before she leaves and I am sitting here blogging instead of sewing. I had to. It was that or throw the sewing machine out the window.
Pioneer mothers cursed as they sewed and sewed and sewed and sewed.
Pioneer mothers cursed as they sewed and sewed and sewed and sewed.
Husbands came home, talked and said nothing much
Then late at night she said "don't touch"
Week after week she cursed as she longed for a trip but all she did was sew.
I think I might be a bit on the hormonal side too. I have told my husband many times that he says too many words when he is telling me something. "Tell me what you want, what you really really want." Yes, I sang that. Doesn't he know I am busy. I don't have time for a conversation. I just want to tell him to hush and not call me again! Not nice, I know.
Kinsey has not pulled up roots yet. Her heart is still in Florida so when her old bishop asked if she wanted to go on their pioneer trek she said "I don't know, I might sweat" and then decided to go. I was the lucky one to draw the sewing of the clothes. Yes...I sew. I stink at sewing, but yes, I sew. Please don't tell anyone.
I have been making dresses, pantaloons, bonnets, aprons, and a nightgown for what seems like weeks. I'm over the pioneer clothes. I feel like I'm sewing for Goldilocks. The first dress was too tight, the second dress was too big, hopefully third time's just right! I haven't finished it yet. Should I be worried? It is 11:30pm on the day before she leaves and I am sitting here blogging instead of sewing. I had to. It was that or throw the sewing machine out the window.
Pioneer mothers cursed as they sewed and sewed and sewed and sewed.
Pioneer mothers cursed as they sewed and sewed and sewed and sewed.
Husbands came home, talked and said nothing much
Then late at night she said "don't touch"
Week after week she cursed as she longed for a trip but all she did was sew.
I think I might be a bit on the hormonal side too. I have told my husband many times that he says too many words when he is telling me something. "Tell me what you want, what you really really want." Yes, I sang that. Doesn't he know I am busy. I don't have time for a conversation. I just want to tell him to hush and not call me again! Not nice, I know.
Does anyone have any chocolate? I think I need some!
2 comments:
seriously...everytime i read your blog i laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh (playing off that song that you now have stuck in my head!) sounds like kinsey is going to have a great time. i grew up in utah and never once got to go on a trek. (there were never any offered in my stake...weird!) don't worry...think of it this way, one less kid to keep track of for the next couple weeks! as for chocolate, i am tapped out. i was hoping to come over and score some from you!
haha, i have 32 bags of 20 m&m's each :) granny got them for me, as for the sewing, mom, you did a great job, i showed sis. parker(florida) today and she said you did a greaaaat job :) ( were you just lying so no one would know you could sew) if so, sorry.... thank you for letting me come to florida, and making my dresses, i went to church today and sister...( i can't exactly remember who) said hi
the plane didn't crash, i'm perfectly safe, love ya, kinsey
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