Because my mama is a sweetheart, she gave me her sewing machine. Granted she doesn’t really sew. In fact, I’m not sure she knows how to. So, when I was back in Wisconsin last week she let me take her sewing machine back with me. It seemed like a great idea as she also gave me the plastic transport case. Until our layover in Chicago. And our connecting flight was on the total opposite side of the airport. And I had to haul it all the way through the airport. And now my hands are calloused. But, I can sew again!!

Here’s what I bought to make my Halloween costume. Any guesses what I’m going as…?