I don't know why I kept putting it off. I had a few other family projects to do too, so yesterday I FINALLY took care of them. First, I replaced a zipper in a sweat jacket for my oldest son, patched some jeans for my brother-in-law and yes the poor coveralls that laid on the floor on my side of the bed for the last couple of months. I think I just got tired of them being in my way. Thus, the reason my hubby put them there in the first place.
I decided I would be a total smart--- and patch them with piece of pink duck canvas in the shape of a heart. Since I already had some blaze orange duck canvas pieces with some Steam-a-Seam on them I opted for that but still used the heart shape. Then to add insult to injury I used PINK thread to stitch it down. I call it my "love patch". He wore them last night when he went into move snow but for some "odd" reason he didn't wear them into the office to pick up his duty list. The guys are gonna have a riot with him when they see it. It really doesn't matter to him what the patch looks like, he just wasn't in the mood for some razzing. Ah well I got great laugh out of it.
The "LOVE PATCH" |
It's not the first time I've gotten the guys either. On another occasion my husband brought home a co-worker's coat that needed a zipper slide. For fun I put a bright pink slider which looked "lovely" against the bright safety yellow of the coat. . . yeah well he didn't care and they got a good laugh out of it.
Still, on another occasion, my husband's hunting buddy brought me some camo hunting coveralls to repair a tear he made in them crossing a fence. At the same time it was prom season and I was making a minor repair on his daughter's prom dress and making my nieces prom dresses. For fun, I put some bling on those camo hunting bibs. I stitched on some football shaped rhinestone appliques, three in all. One on each strap at the front and one on the cross piece in the back. Then, I slyly folded them and put them in the bag. His wife picked them up and I think they just got put away, he really has no idea yet. The winter hunting season was pretty mild and I don't think he has used them yet. But spring turkey season will be here soon enough and I am just waiting . . . patiently. . . I know I will get a call.
I was telling my friend, Melissa, about the love patch and she told me about the time she patched some jeans for a friend who had ripped the rear end of his jeans. He had told her he didn't care what the patch looked like and so with her evil quick humor she stitched on a patch in the shape of red lips. (I thought that was great, I'm gonna borrow that for another time.)
So what's my point? . . . Have some fun with some of those dreary tasks once in a while.
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