My husband and I have a mixed marriage. I prefer one college team.
He prefers another.
Since I had
I had previously coffee-stained my last 2 flour sack dish towels and thought the coffee stain would give it a nice vintage look. Which it did. I printed out the logo on a sheet of my freezer paper. It looked so pretty. I couldn't wait to get it transferred on the dish towel. I ran downstairs and transferred the image, only to find out that I had forgotten to reverse the image. Strike #1.
Do you see where I'm going with this? It's the Stool Pigeon all over again. I stomped back upstairs, reversed the image and printed it again. Ran downstairs and transferred it on the other side of the dish towel. Success...transfer with no smears.
I had also made a logo using my preferred college team. I reversed the image, printed it out, ran downstairs, transferred it.
Pulled the paper away...SMEAR. grrrrr...
Strike #2. I was not printing out another transfer image! I decided I would work with what I had.
I cut the hubby's team logo pillow down to the size I wanted, stuffed it and ironed it together. It was lumpy, but I kept foofing it and it settled down a little.
Snapped a few photos...
...and moved on to my pillow WITH the smeared image. I was going to cut it to the same size. Now, here is where it gets dicey AND here is a golden rule to remember. Measure twice, cut once. Do not and I repeat DO NOT "eyeball it" and then cut. I ended up cutting my pillow down to a tiny square. Strike #3. I'm done.
I stuffed the shrunken pillow and proceeded to iron it together. Strike #4.
It was so small on the stuffing edge and so stuffed with stuffing that it wouldn't stay together so that I could iron it straight. So the stuffing seam looks all jagged and crooked......like a boxer's nose that has been broken too many times.
Poetic justice? Karma? Ineptibility (yes, it is a word for today)? Probably ALL of these!
Folks, if you are looking for DIY inspiration from this blog, you better keep on clicking, because you will not find it here. However, if you are looking for failures of epic proportions, then you've come to the right place. Those you will find on this blog.
In the end, I pulled my hair out. It is still lying on the floor. I'm keeping it there as a reminder of my failed craft projects. I'm also wearing a black cloth sack and have smeared ashes on my face. So that YOU won't forget, I will leave you with this parting photo...
This is what happens when you try to fool Karma into thinking you know what you are doing...an adorable chair full of worthless pillows...and a bald spot.
PS..The coffee stains look good though, right?? :-)
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