For some totally insane reason I decided to make new Christmas stockings for everyone this year. *cough even though I still haven't even starting cutting the blanket I claimed I was sewing for myself a few months ago cough*
Ok, I can actually blame my friends for this one. One of my friends has fabulous stockings she made for her family over the years, and another friend and I have talked for the last two years about how WE need to make fabulous stockings too. Only this year my other friend actually followed through on all that talking. Damn. So now I find myself on December 2nd with a bunch of felt layers cut out for stockings:
Random Christmas decoration missing a topper? Check
Nutcracker still in package? Check
12-year-old plastic cookie magnet? Check
Something seems to be missing....
Yeah, that would be my sewing machine. In its case. Down on the floor. Shameful, I know.
I'm supposed to be getting together with aforementioned friends for a night of sewing. I missed it the last time due to my sinus infection. Right now I'm the proud owner of a feverish four-year-old.
Is this whole new stocking project beginning to sound like a longshot to anyone else, or is it just me?