Imma make myself an apron!

nomnomnom, i just ate a spoonful of coolwhip for an after work snack. so light and fluffy. i think i shall eat another.

here comes the blog:

i read a couple blogs of some people that i know. they're so, ...so...homey. they are good wives. they make supper and are pleasant. they're homemakers. i like to make my home homey... but it's not your typical definition of 'homey'. and i don't cook much.

i kinda wish i was more of a homemaker. but honestly, cooking and keeping my house spotless is just not my cup of chai.

what is a homemaker really? no really, i'm asking...

i like to bake cupcakes and make things out of other things. <--that means crafting. is that sorta homemakerish?

i decided that perhaps i would like spending more time in the kitchen if i had something to look forward to. if there's no dessert coming out of the freezer or oven, i don't really wanna be in the kitchen. SO - imma make myself an apron! i'm gonna go to gramma's house and she's gonna let me borrow her sewing machine. i'm gonna take my apron pattern and find some beautiful fabric and craft myself a 'this is my homemaker apron' apron. (and by beautiful fabric, i mean something with little skulls on it.)

casey says he's taking me fabric shopping tomorrow. i'm not sure if his initiative in suggesting we go hunt for skull fabric is just because he's a kicka$$ husband, or if he's hoping the apron will inspire some homemakingness from his crazy wife. honestly? i think it's the first. *sigh* ...yuck. i hate mushy moments. that was sick. snapping out of it. moving along...