I have a long list of projects to do. Thinking about the list makes me feel all oogy inside. (What? Oogy isn't a word?) To match the long list of things to do is a long list of reasons I don't want to start. I hate rethreading my sewing machine for new colors of thread. I'm never happy with the first version of anything. I want to keep all my beautiful cotton prints in the cupboard so that I can admire them and not have to cut them. It's a bunch of silliness, I know.
So Deanna has been waiting forever for me to make a little girl's purse. Here's version 4,823 (not really) and I like where it's going. The hair is dark brown. Hopefully those pig tails don't look like wings when finished.
Off topic...my sweet Katie fell ice skating last weekend. She has a growth plate injury and is in a splint and on crutches until the 13th. It didn't take her long to figure out that crutches suck!
Sad girl in the ER