Gotta Love the Beach Boys

Wouldnt it be nice if we were older
Then we wouldnt have to wait so long
And wouldnt it be nice to live together
In the kind of world where we belong

You know its gonna make it that much better
When we can say goodnight and stay together

Wouldnt it be nice if we could wake up
In the morning when the day is new
And after having spent the day together
Hold each other close the whole night through

Happy times together weve been spending
I wish that every kiss was neverending
Wouldnt it be nice

Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray it might come true
Baby then there wouldnt be a single thing we couldnt do
We could be married
And then wed be happy

Wouldnt it be nice

You know it seems the more we talk about it
It only makes it worse to live without it
But lets talk about it
Wouldnt it be nice

So I'm pretty lame...

John gave me a sewing machine for Christmas because I have been wanting one for almost two years and haven't been able to afford one. Although I don't know how to sew all that well, I am going to learn!

In all honestly, nothing gets me more excited than thinking about making a quilt, or scrapbooking, or knitting. Something about creating something out of scratch really gets me excited. The saddest part of all is I have this strong desire and really great ideas for so many things, but in truth I am not creative at all.

Why God would wire me with a creative mind, yet not able to actually put that creativity into motion is beyond me. I am determined, however, that I am going to keep trying, over and over, if that is what it takes to master the art of sewing...just call me Suzie Homemaker =)