on the first day of school, my kiddos take a little gift for their new teachers.
each of their teachers receive a friendship bag with blank index cards, a sharpie marker and some candy.
it's my way of kicking off the school year with a "thanks for teaching my kid. sorry if they end up being the class clown."
because i'm me, i wanted to top their first day of school gift.
sometimes i'm my own worst enemy.
what's up with that?
so, i made grand plans.
i wanted to make them all a zippered pouch.
enter a girl that has never put a zipper on/in anything in her entire life.
don't get me wrong, i buy zippers.
and they just sit here. looking pretty.
lame, i know.
well, here's what happened.
i picked out some delicious fabrics and matching zippers.
easy peasy.
i picked out a tutorial to follow, cut my fabrics and then i tried.
i really tried.
but i just couldn't do it.
was it the tutorial's fault?
no. well, maybe.
was it my zipper foot's fault?
no. well, maybe.
was it my own darn fault?
more than likely.
either way, i was so extremely frustrated, that i was in tears.
over a flipping zipper.
a woman that has been through birthing 4 babies.
and one of those babies was an ounce short of 10 pounds!!!
so, my kids didn't have awesome zippy pouches for their teachers on the last day of school.
because i'm a procrastinator of epic proportions, the teachers got hugs and a "i'll see you around, maybe."
way to go me.
stupid zippers.
i'll tackle you soon enough.
just watch and see and find out.
xo, rachel
