I was forced to bring out my big crusty (but trusty) sewing machine recently to finish a project that was pretty new to me. A friend of ours takes apart old trucks, changes them around, and then puts them back together again to make, what I think is the right term, rat rods. Very cool. Very involved. Way above my head. All I needed to do was reupholster a seat that had been all switched up.
So our kitchen floor looked a bit like this for a few days and my living room had a large truck seat in it, which my kids enjoyed quite a bit. Really, how can you resist playing on a big seat that is usually only found in a large vehicle and now here it is in your very own living room? Well you can't I tell ya, because there are all sorts of places you can pretend to be driving to. And that's what they did while their crazy mama, I hate to admit, yelled things like " get off of that seat it off gases chemicals that are bad for your...(insert whatever bodily system you may be worried about at the time.)" Yup, that's what I did.
And then when I was all finished with the sewing part (Our friend, Rat Rod Man, still had to install pieces of foam on both the back and seat, which is why it looks a little wrinkly where I'm sitting) I went out and finished off a big bowl of noodles while giggling continuously. I just kept thinking of all those super hot mamas they have laid across these seats in hot rod magazines and then there's me....
a big pregnant noddle eating mama.