I’m weaving an ottoman, and I’m starting work on weaving a shawl. My other goal is to iron the shitty embroidery that I did a long time ago that says “My dad said always be nice and polite and have the makings for a bomb” and then make it into a throw pillow.The embroidery really is terrible but since it is a quote…

How has her husband’s Man Cave lasted 30 seconds in that household without her pouring gasoline all over everything and setting it ablaze?

This really hit a nerve with me. This feels so close to home as a fairly new parent. It’s so hard to figure out who you are and what your body is when you have a child.