A Pattern of Words

Mom never says no when I show up at her doorstep with a spur-of-the-moment sewing project. This time it was fleece neck warmers, just in case it snows again and in an effort to keep kids from wiping their boogers all over MY scarves. I’ve been doing my hardest to “low spend January,” so making instead of buying seemed a good compromise. We tried to follow an online tutorial, but it was surprisingly complicated with many “turn it halfway inside out, sew here, and bam!” sorts of directions (spoiler: they didn’t work). After that, it was mutually decided we didn’t care if the neck warmers ended up with flawlessly invisible seams (my motto for most of my sewing projects is “good enough”) and the cozy neck warmers were black anyway (dark material hides a multitude of sins). The girls deemed them “perfectly fluffy!” and immediately ran away to play outside while wearing them.

Pictured: Sir Gussious (otherwise known as “Gus Gus”) always occupying the primary seat in a room. That’s the look he gives me right before I make him move.