Bird Mobile

For some strange and bizarre reason, I decided to get crafty last month and wanted to make a mobile for Haven's room. I found the idea on this blog and thought I should do it. I'm not a crafty person. Crafts make me crazy like smacking and mispronunciation (as I write that, it occurs to me that perhaps I am crazy--maybe it has nothing to do with activities that annoy me). Anyhoo, I enlisted my mom for help and since I have no sewing machine (thank goodness, that would mean I would have to justify storing one by actually using it--no thank you!). Picking out the material took me quite some time--this is why I don't do well with crafts--because normally I am not a perfectionist, anal person (no offense to all you anal rententives out there---I'm sure someone loves you). But, when I decide to do a project that is completely out of my league, some weird, dormant gene rears it's head, and I maniacally pursue it to it's end.

The sewing machine broke, it took 2 full days to sew and stuff the birds, not to mention begging Chris to drive up to Sandia Peak to get me some white tree branches, and then another 2 nights of assembling the whole contraption. In the end, I think it turned out pretty cute. It only took 3 of us a total of 5 days to finish. My mom mentioned making them and selling them to which I could only look at her with eyes of disbelief and horror. We'd never make enough money for the blood, sweat, and tears it requires to produce such a masterpiece.