Once Upon a Time...

Around two weeks ago I decided that after a very long day at work, I wanted to do something relaxing. I wanted to sew. Or at least learn how to sew.

In Mrs. Randle's world, this was a very monumental (and not entirely relaxing) undertaking. I have been trying for the almost six months my husband and I have been married (and the year of dating before that) to learn to cook meals. My wonderful husband is a good sport and ends up saving my meal attempts or at least putting on a brave face when the dish isn't entirely cooked through.

Nevertheless, I am not the most domestic person. I am more at home playing WoW (World of Warcraft for the uninitiated), or Left for Dead 2, or something along those lines.

But as I surf the internet looking for cheat codes and medieval garb, I run across craft blogs. And those women who make amazingly gorgeous things with fabric or paint or recycled old picture frames. I would read those blogs shamefully in the dead of night wishing I'd been gifted with more graceful goddess attributes and less...bad-arse warlike gaming abilities. (I kid...I don't even have those ;) )

However, I digress. Where there's a will, there is a way. Maybe there are other nerdy women out there who wish those adorable crafty patterns were in a language we could actually understand...outside of gaming.

Well that, my friends, is my project! I always wanted to be a linguist anyway. I will make the little crafts, rant and rave about the trials, and explain the process in a way other goddesses-in-training can understand!

So don your helms fellow warrior-women because we head into terrifying realms unknown!

-S