My Husband the Tailor

Amy is gone. Sigh. I admit--I cried when I left her at the train station. She should come back.

But, life goes on.

There are a few things that have popped up in our marriage that Chris does but I don't--like sewing. Case in point: he spent New Years' Eve making me pajama pants.

I tried on the pants several times along the way and we kept getting confused about what was the front and what was the back. I made the comment at one point that it needs a tag or something. In reality, one of the last steps was putting in the drawstring which then made it terribly obvious which side was the front. But, being the romantic that he is, Chris made me a personal tag for the back.

Aren't they cute!?

Happy 2014!