bury my pink vinyl heart at Wounded Thumb
Tonight, doing some handsewing, I stabbed my right thumb with the DULL side of a needle. This was just after the eye of the needle burst through 2 layers of thick paper and right before I screamed. My scream seemed to shock Zack and the two friends whose thimble-less apartment we were at for dinner. WOW. I didn't know the dull side could go in that far. I mean, I prick myself with the sharp side all the time, but this way, the pain is much more excruciating and surprising.
Also, it's hard to make a knot in thread with a band-aid on your thumb.
Back to dumb sewing. On a machine now, but still dumb, for reasons which I may explain next week when I'm less tired.
Welcome back, Kim!
Also, it's hard to make a knot in thread with a band-aid on your thumb.
Back to dumb sewing. On a machine now, but still dumb, for reasons which I may explain next week when I'm less tired.
Welcome back, Kim!