Whoever spreads slander is a fool
Proverbs 10:18
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The sporadic observations and creative experiments of amy, who loves paper, fabric, food, paint, photos, family, and jesus, but not in that order.
What is a girl to do when her favorite jeans get a hole in the knee? Until now, this hasn't been a problem really, as the girls seem to grow faster then their jeans wear out, and the boys, well holes are cool apparently. Kartwright did say though, when he saw this latest project, and I quote, "that is pretty legit". If you are unfamiliar with this phraseology, let me inform you. Legit, is short for legitimate, meaning, for real, unique, genuine. Used in a sentence..... You all are legit!
Soooooo, here we go, with said holey jeans.
Get this stuff at the store. I found mine at Walmart, the brand name is Wonder Under by Pellon. I found it by all the interfacing, in the fabrics. It is paper on one side, and sticky glue stuff on the other. It is sold in yard increments. Buy extra, you will start wonder undering other stuff once you are hooked!
Cut out pieces of the wonder under just big enough for the pieces of your pattern, and iron them on to corresponding fabrics. Iron on wrong side, and follow directions that come with it. Basically, it is just dry iron, for a few seconds.....no big deal! (that red you see, is my ironing board cover)
Proceed to cut out pieces, using your picture as a pattern. You can trace design on the paper side.

My Mom made these cutelisciouse cupcakes for ElizaJane for Christmas. Each one is different, and unique! She also gave her the cupcake stand. There has been a lot of pretend pupcake eating going on around here lately. That one on top, is made from the same fabric that she used to make me an apron, sooo cute. My Mom is the queen of handmade gifts, and this year she outdid herself!
I have decided this year to write myself a letter about our Christmas 2008. I want to record for myself, those things about this season that we loved, those things that we didn't, those things that I wish I had planned for, those things I want to be sure and remember next year. The season always sneaks up on me, and when it is over I feel like we missed out on some traditions that I would love to experience. This way, around November of 2009, I can read the letter, and be reminded of what I might otherwise forget. This is all part of my quest to live more intentionally.