Last week I shared these gorgeous pillows with you, and I also shared that I can’t sew. I own a sewing machine and I did sew two sheets together back in 1998, but that pretty much sums up my sewing resume. Armed with the following: your encouragement, an old orange t-shirt, an old tea towel, an old black sock (are you sensing a theme here), and batting from (you guessed it) an old crib bumper, I set off to sew myself some cute pumpkin pillows. Oh yes, and I may or may not have eaten most of a package of Halloween Oreos to
keep my mouth full so my children couldn’t make out the cuss words help me get into the spirit of the season.
Try not to focus on my horribly crooked stitching job here, but if you look closely behind the “B” you’ll see all sorts of crazy people, dragons, and monsters.
And a few more gratuitous shots because I can….
Hello labors of my love!