How I Spent my Sunday

I feel like I just graduated from the nineties because I FINALLY figured out how to download fonts.  Yeah, I don't want to hear about it, I know, it's retarded, but I seriously haven't been able to figure it out for nearly two decades.  I was so excited to find a tutorial on pinterest this morning on how to make your own word art.  SO excited because there is a quote that I love, but couldn't find any pretty word art online... I was going to ask my sister and/or her husband to do it for me, then BAM, a little tutorial to help me do it all by myself.

I've been looking at the word art I made for so long today that I can't really see it objectively anymore.  I think I like it... definitely better than the first few drafts.  And it extra definitely turned out better than the christmas present I made today.  What a disaster!!  I framed a cross stitch thing for my sister... I was so proud of everything that went into it -- graphing my own lettering, stitching it while the kids were playing, putting it ever so carefully and evenly into the frame... and it looks AWFUL!!  Such a huge disappointment! :(

I think I'm going to have to accept that my ability to bring things from by brain into reality is defunct.  I see these ideas in my head... little lightning flashes of cuteness, then when it comes out... disaster.  It's like I am translating my idea through the ten year old me, and she needs to get with the program already!  Maybe I won't give up on the cross stitching just yet.  Maybe I can find something funky and cool on Etsy and adapt it for my own purposes.  Using other people's coolness as a jumping off point helps me bypass the lame ten year old in my head.