I have been a crafty girl for a long time.
As a kid my mom had to keep me busy, so we got crafty.
I drew, painted, cross stitched, decorated cakes and even took up calligraphy.
Obviously, my life is in constant creative turmoil with the shoppe.
Testing, thinking, attempting, dreaming...
You get the picture.
However, I have never mastered making a bow.
Every year about this time I purchase gobs of beautiful ribbon with the vision of beautiful bows decorating my packages, my home and my shoppe.
Year after year, I go to my mother in law by mid December in tears begging for help.
Of course, a few moments later she whips up a designer worthy bow.
Armed with several rolls, scissors, wire and YouTube I embarked on my annual attempt to slay my nemises-the dreaded bow.
I had an hour and a half in the car to a soccer game.
Hubby drove, daughter had headphones on and I got busy.
I mention headphones because some bad words may have escaped from my mouth.