I did it! But before I explain, there are two things you should know that I'm frightened of. Sewing and permanent decorating.
I'll explain the fear of permanency in decorating first. I love paint. You can change it once a week if you'd really like to. I once painted a bathroom three different ways in two days until I got it just the way I wanted it. It started out as stripes (think Victoria Secret in subtle yellow). When it didn't work out because of lighting (it just looked like a bad paint job), I changed it to darker stripes. Then it looked like a circus tent. It's now a solid lavender. But it was a relatively easy change.
That is why wallpaper worries me, along with any major change such as flooring or cabinetry, and sends me in a tizzy. It's much more difficult to change if you mess up. You should have seen me when we were building a house . . . Or maybe not.
Anyway, I don't like sticking things, like wallpaper or border, to the walls because it might BE WRONG. (That's where the real fear is, I guess. Not in permanency, but in wrong permanency.)
But I did it anyway. I took an expensive, huge sticker (that if I messed up would be a total flop and a waste of money), and I put it on the wall. With only minimal help from my boys -- and a level.
I'm feeling a little proud.
Now, to explain sewing. My mom sews beautifully. How she managed to raise two daughters who don't is puzzling, but she did. It's completely not her fault. It's all my fault that my seams on everything are sloppy and crooked. It's all my fault that the only knots that I can make to stick are the ones in my stomach when I'm behind a needle. It's all my fault that everything I made turned out looking the same -- like a feed sack. And it's all my fault that when a button or cub scout patch needs sewn on a shirt, my boys lay the items on the table and say, "This needs to go to Grandma's." (I'm sorry, Mom.)
With that understanding, you can be proud with me of my latest accomplishment with needle and thread. I can show it to you because you can't see the gigantic knots or the uneven stitches underneath. Just admire with me for a moment the adorable daisy on my daughter's head. I just attached a big flower to a stretchy headband that we already had, and voila! Instant Cuteness!
Now, my next accomplishment will be getting her to actually wear it for more than three minutes.
It's Friendly Friday. I ask; you answer.
What have you done lately that you're just a smidgen proud of?
Don't be shy now. I really want to know!
*Meet me back here tomorrow for something I'm really proud of -- and a giveaway!*