Many many years ago my mother gave me this shirt for my birthday. It was large. Shapeless. And it served its purpose. (You probably can't read it, but under the flower it says, "You are my sunshine.")
I think when I first saw the shirt, I thought it would make a neat pillow. I had forgotten about it for years. Before Christmas, I found it with some craft stuff and decided it was time. I re-washed it and sat it in a WIP pile until Friday afternoon.
That's when I decided to just do it. After years of thinking about it. After years of planning it in my mind. And, boy, I was nervous. I had never sewn a pillow with a zipper. And then my friend, Christy, talked me into using piping, too (which I had never used before). I only had one chance to do it right. One. Chance. Uno.
I was getting ready. And more nervous ...
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It's not a snow day for my boys. School is only two hours late. But I'm fine with that.