Sew What?

I sew now. At least, I do with supervision. At least, I can sew something simple. At least, I can sew something simple with supervision. This is primarily thanks to Dana and Amanda. Despite pre-infusion grouchiness, I had a good time, and I made a Christmas present for my mom. I'm not going to mention it here in case she ever comes across this, though. I will, however, say that it's awesome because I made it, which probably makes it one of the better presents I will have ever given, despite its relative simplicity.

While we were sewing, a monsoon decided to grace us with its presence. It was really nice, though I'm sure Dana didn't enjoy driving through a wall of water so that we could obtain sewing materials. I really shouldn't say monsoon. I should say tropical storm or hurricane, because the storm was really the leftovers from one of them. I'm not sure which one. What letter are we on? Who knows? I'm sure Florida is unhappy this year; at least it is if a U.S. state can have a state of mind. Can it? I wonder if it reads this blog. Probably not.

We also heard from Dana about this Rube Goldberg device. I came home, looked up more, and found this one. Now, I really want to make one that spans from the top floor of the house to the bottom, and video tape it when it's done. This is ambitious, but I bet, with the help of me esposa y some amigo(a)s, I could get something cool working.

On another note, last week I stated something interesting. "I spilled coffee in my shoe." I said this because, well, I spilled coffee in my shoe. Have you ever spilled coffee in your shoe? I bet you haven't. Well, I can't say that anymore. I took my shoes off, drank my coffee, and then my inability to keep liquids from their magnetic attractions to my clothing popped out in an unexpected way.

That's all for now...