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oh dear.

It started out simple.  A pretty little dotted corduroy jumper dress for Fidget.


And then I changed the bobbin and somehow sewed into. my. index. finger.  (And had to cut the thread and pull the strand threw through my nail.)  Ack.  I'm not going to lie.  It hurt.  There were silly dramatics while searching for a baggie for ice and a CSI-esque scene I left at my workstation... in the end it left me wondering, do you need stitches FOR STITCHES???  Hee.  It was pretty ridiculous.

Fortunately, my finger is starting to feel normal-ish again.  Isn't it crazy how fast we heal???  Pretty amazing, I think.  As you can imagine, I was a little slow on the project-making this week.  However, now I'm eager to finish the dress, and very well might do so tonight.  Carefully.

We're hosting Thanksgiving dinner here next week, so I'll be up to my armpits in pumpkin, potatoes and pecans.  Good stuff.  Let's remember to keep the stress in check. ;)  I plan to make as much as I can, pour a glass of wine, and just enjoy the ride.




that dress is pure awesomeness!! so glad to find your blog!!! your poor finger! i thought the whole sewing through your index finger thing was a sewing urban legend. oh crap. now i know i will be next in line!!! and by the way...go jayhawks!

Jennifer Rosson

I have done that to! OUCH :)
Pretty dress though.


oh my. My whole body literally cringed reading that post. I hope I never do that, but have wondered on occasion how I've avoided it thus far!!


Chris, adorable dress... You are so talented! Sorry about the finger - yikes!!!


Your spring bean

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