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“Mama Mama!  Look what I did!”

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I’m finally getting this posted after sitting in the dark for several hours last night when lightning hit a transformer.  Eventually, I gave up and went to sleep.  I really must invest in a battery operated lantern. 

Anyway, our extremely isolated and unsocialized homeschoolers got together yesterday for a sewing class given by Bible study friend Beta, otherwise known as the Italian seamstress.  Unfortunately, I was too busy snapping pictures to learn much, but I picked up a little along the way.

While I was busy capturing the class, there was much weeping and gnashing of teeth over a couple of unruly sewing machines.  I would say “broken,” but that may stir up round two of tears over the pretty red sewing machine pictured at the bottom.  Don’t worry Kimmie, God can fix sewing machines too.

Wednesday it’s off to cooking class, when Beta teaches them how to make Bolognese!  You can better believe I will be holding a fork and not the camera that day.

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This is cruel punishment on my 1% milk.

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Every weekend I get a treat when chef Kylie comes to visit.  The girl can cook!  Glad I passed the torch.

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Be careful Cinderella or you’ll loose your glass slipper.

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That’s it.  I’m starting my own chain gang.

If the hard labor doesn’t fix ‘em, maybe the sheer torture of being attached to each other would do the trick.

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