The loss of a skill

A button recently fell off of my favorite shirt and I realized something quite horrifying: I have forgotten how to sew. As a child, I used to sew and quilt all the time. My Grandma has evidence of my talents at her house or else I would never believe it was true! Yet somewhere from the age of 12 to 28, I have completely forgotten how; it's like a foreign language to me. I know you thread the um, thread? through the needle and poke it through the fabric...I get that. It's just the other things that I don't understand. People who knit fascinate me, I've been caught staring countless times at their fabulous creations. In fact, a woman knits in my club at school, and I have to resist the urge to sit near her just so I can get a better look. [SHE DOES IT WITHOUT LOOKING! I'd definitely loose a finger or two if I did that.]


My ancestors could whip up a shirt, petticoat and pants in the time that I could re-sew a button onto a shirt. It's slightly embarrassing and it makes me wonder what other household skills I lack. And that is a topic that I'd just rather avoid altogether. 


I've decided that before I have children, I should at least learn how to sew basic things. I can't keep taking clothes to the dry cleaners and shamefully ask them to sew a button or fix a tear. Today, after class I'm going to go buy the materials needed to re-sew that button. And then I'm going to set a timer. I'm hoping to be finished within 35 minutes and with limited blood loss. 


*crosses fingers*


Oh, and I came across this fabulous idea on www.justataste.com, she plated her chili in a coffee mug! So genius, yet I would have *never* thought to do this. Perhaps this is just another reason as to why I'm not a food blogger. Well, that and I'm a picky eater, I have my quirks about food, and A only wants to eat chicken. That just wouldn't make an entertaining food blog...365 days of chicken! Ha. 


Just look at this plating. Makes me want to dive into that chili and enjoy every morsel. Yummm. 

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