
I'm a Chicagoan as far as most are concerned. You see I grew up in sunny San Diego, California. My family is smattered all along the Southern Californian borders (have been for ages now) so when you tell them you live in Illinois it's just easier for all to say Chicago.
Growing up and watching T.V, I dreamed of going away to college in a part of the country that experienced four seasons. I watched programs of parents welcoming college students back for the holidays. It was all so very romantic and All-American in my mind. So it wasn't surprising that the college I choose to go to was smack dab in the heart of the country. While at college I met my John, a native of the great land of Lincoln. When I graduated I found it easier to find a job in Illinois. That and the fact that I was still dating John prompted me to lay down some roots and finally turn in my Californian ID to establish residency in Illinois.
As vehemently as I was about returning to my homeland in the San Deezy, next year will mark the 10th year of my graduation from college and the time I was supposed to return home. A few things I have learned:
1. Four Seasons ain't all it's cracked up to be(and I don't mean the hotel chain).
Especially when one of those seasons is winter. Snow is pretty and white and fluffy as long as you don't have to drive or attempt to live in it. Can you tell I am so not a fan? Remember where I grew up? I swear our skin is thinner which has condemned me to a life of being perpetually cold. I won't even start on the commutes home during a snowstorm...Bah!
2. You can plan your life as well as you'd like and God will take a look at it, pat you on the head, and throw you a curve ball.




So it is no surprise to those that know me that I'm not the biggest fan of the Midwest and it's winters. If I had the option I would be back in San Diego in a heartbeat (I always tell my husband I'm only hear because of him). It doesn't help that I am very close to my family (all of which still live in San Diego (mom, dad, 2 sisters)). Having the kids grow up with them missing so much of it is heart aching. What has helped? I was a smart girl. I married a man that came with a fantastic family! He is the only son with 4 sisters. They welcomed me into there family with open arms. Along with the family came a scad of aunts, uncles, and cousins. As we younger ones get married and start families of our own the numbers continue to grow. It's the only thing that keeps me from missing my own family too much. They have been a constant source of support and help for us and I thank God that he brought them all into my life.
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I have always been a crafty person. Crafting, in whatever form I happen to b

I decided at the beginning of the year that I wanted to buy myself a sewing machine and make my kids their Halloween costumes in hopes of creating some of the memories my mom had done for me. So I picked up a machine in June and began my quest. There weren't many


In between and since the above projects I have been creating away. I have added additional aprons (women's kids, and men's), nursing covers, and handbags. I have pictures. Oh so many pictures but I fear this post has already lost many of you so I'll put a cap on it and save for later. This blog from here on out will be mostly on my new sewing endeavors. I am new this site so look for it to change and grow as I do. I have found that reading others and posting has provided me with many new project ideas and helpful tips. I hope to attract some new readers and find some new one to read of my own.
Happy reading!!!
Welcome to the blog world! I followed you here from the Apronista....Wow! Your sewing projects are amazing for a beginning sewer! keep up the good work! Not enough people sew these days....I'm currently teaching 3 of my granddaughters to sew. we've got to keep the tradition going!!
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