i spent three hours with my mother-in-law last night. it was painful, frustrating, pathetic and turned out really ugly in the end.

he he.

the poor woman was trying to teach me how to sew our loooooonnnngggg last name onto the back of our hockey jerseys.

she took one jersey and i took the other. when she was done with hers, she sat and watched me with a mixture of horror and pity on her face.

the end result is that little j has a nice, straight, tidy name on the back of his jersey. big j's crooked, bunched up name is going to fall off the minute he hits the ice.

after three hours of sewing, re-sewing, sewing the jersey SHUT, ripping it out, sewing it again and basically giving up at the end, she asked if she could help me "just a bit." it was everything she could do not to grab that mess right out of my hands--i know. i've seen the same look on bobbi's face when i am attempting a craft.

i told her i didn't care anymore and that hockey is a really stupid sport.

then i vacuumed her floor in apology and rode off into the snow storm.

sigh.