Sharon, Welcome To My Jungle!

Sharon tagged me eons and eons ago--it was a sewing tag. And because I almost never get to my room anymore :( I just keep forgetting that darn tag--but Sharon, I am going to show you my room. And I want you to know I haven't packed for tomorrow's big three day trip to Branson--yet here I am past midnight photographing my sewing room because you're that special to me. Not only that, but the first little collage is the route to my room--which explains everything. It's in the farthest, darkest corner of the house. And it is a mess my friend. A true seamstress will gasp in horror, I know.

Pretty please just ignore the walls and stuff in the basement--in the two years we've been here we're moving slowly and haven't gotten to it yet. I'm going to need to finish what I started upstairs first, though.

So, down the stairs, around the corner (past John's 'cave'), turn turn and down a short little hall and there it is! See? There! (click the pic to enlarge them)

This is it. This is my baby, Sharon, and the reason I chose this song today! It's mostly housed on this nice "L" shaped desk I got on Craigslist (I posted that tip on Pattern Review btw). This room is a disaster--kind of had to go back to work on the fly. Then come down to quickly hem something for a friend, whatever, and it piles up. I have the cutting table behind that desk, which as you see is covered with fabric (very sad, I just got the order when I had to start typing again!), an old radio and...paper towels, have no idea why, lol.

Finally, Sharon, this pitiful mess here, this pile of beautiful fabrics all wadded up and shoved on a few shelves (won't show you the Rubbermaid tubs shoved unerneath) is where I shop my stash. You know, just writing this, just being down there, I'm renewing my committment to get down there, clean that up and spend at least one hour a week in that room. I adore that room (when it's clean).

Now....my friend Leslie, my little FAQ, has a contest going on and she's looking for self-portraits. I thought it'd be fun to do that, so here you are, Leslie, this is what my self-portrait looks like.....for today. Tomorrow, it may not be that, girl, I'm a chameleon, no doubt about it! Today, I'm overwhelmed, out of time yet very excited. And quite happy about my life. The part without the drama, the drama I hate, but here at home, at church, even online with my blogger friends, I'm greatful for every day. *tip to my friends online, so far (hehe) I am the only submission. Looks as if I'm the only nut brave enough to submit a self-portrait. So, Gigi, you know what this means, right? I might win....yes I might!

I'm getting a little loopy now, so I'm gonna get a few hours of sleep. I'm very excited because I might (cross my fingers) get to meet my good blogging friend Gigi, known to most as Girl Gone Wild. She happens to be at Silver Dollar City at the same time I'm going. We have GOT to ride Fire In The Hole together, no worries, I'll hold her hand if she cries. I'll probably be on over the next three days, but just in case internet fails (Murphy) I'll have pictures next week for ya. And Gigi, I'll wear a special shirt for you to recognize me...what can I wear...what. can. I. wear.....

Don't forget, there's still time to enter my giveaway--that fantabulistic little personalized CD--just follow the link HERE (or just scroll down a few days) and get ready to get your rock 'n roll on (said that kinda like a Pinks & Blues girl, lol).