Becoming Becky Homecky

I've had this blog for years. Every year I resolve that I am going to do better at keeping it updated. And every year, I fail.

I thought this would be a good time to talk about my journey to becoming Becky Homecky. For those of you who have known me, you know I've had no business being in the kitchen, and creative wasn't a word I would use to describe myself.

Within the last year or so some of these things have begun to change. I remember one day I told my mom, "I want to bake a cake. But not just a normal cake in a rectangle pan." The next time I went home I borrowed my mom's round cake dishes. I went home and baked my first 2-layer cake, and that was the start of it.



Bow for my niece

My next inspiration were my beautiful nieces. I thought it would be fun to make hair bows for them. So, whether or not they (or their moms) like it, they've gotten several different bows.



MCC Heath Kit Bag

My next desire was a sewing machine. I used to sew when I was in 4-H, until I ruined an outfit I was preparing for the fair. After that experience I swore off sewing for the rest of my life (at least that's what I thought at the time). By my last year in 4-H, I had decided that I would make one more sewing entry for my last fair. I expected that to be the last of my sewing.  Years later.. I found myself wanting to sew something. Nothing specific, just wanted to sew. Mom wasn't willing to give up her sewing machine like she did her cake pans. I got very excited when I looked in the Black Friday ads. Mom, my sister, and I always attend the Black Friday "festivities". So, in the middle of the night we headed out to Wal-Mart with our store map in hand and strategy planned out. I stationed myself at the sewing machine pile waiting for the go-ahead to load my new prize into my cart! My first project was making bags to fill with health kits for MCC. Filling these bags at Christmas is a family tradition, and I was glad to help Grandma in the construction of the bags. My next project was an insulated dish carrier for my Grandma for Christmas. My computer desk has now been changed into a home for my sewing machine (the computer has been exiled to the basement). I probably got a little too excited the day that happened.

It's been fun finding my inner Becky Homecky. My poor mom gets phone calls of silly questions all the time, while I'm brainstorming new ideas. And pictures of projects sent to her phone at all hours of the day (and night). I was a child that could not stand a trip to Hobby Lobby, now I find myself dragging my husband into Hobby Lobby every time we drive past one. It's funny how things change.

In the future I'll update on my projects. Thanks for reading. :)