Ain’t no shame in my game.
July3
I bought a cute shirt the other day. Only problem? It has an ugly string woven through the collar part / area / thing-y.
Naturally, I looked for a pair of scissors to remove ugly string. However, to my great dismay, I soon realized that my scissors are packed up with the rest of my stuff. I don’t know which container they’re in, so I was stumped as to how I would dispose of ugly string.
And then I remembered my secret weapon.
That string is history.
Love,
Your Delicate Flower (aka Seamstress Amy Beth)
Who needs a man?! You have your own way of getting things done! Way to go, you!
Now if you could just figure out how to get the birds to go away…keep that saw, it may come in handy should those baby birds learn to fly and attack you at your desk.
But not like that’ll happen…naaa
As soon as I saw the picture of the saw, I laughed out loud. What are you doing?!?
Super cute shirt!
I don’t think God will mind if you assign a new use for that little saw since you’re finished with it as a tailoring tool. I’m sure He’d be okay with it as sort of your “slingshot,” since you might have to, you know, slay a giant bird.
You’re silly. I like that about you.
Now that’s a real girl’s pair of scissors! You show up Tim the Toolman!
Girl, what I can do with a hacksaw!!!
Scissors are for wimps!
Ohhhh! So that is what those things are for! I have always wondered!
Ingenious! I love having to come up with plan B to solve a problem!
Favorite. Blogger. Ever.