Submitted by Linda
My mom was always a sewer, and she often would make me an outfit or a project when I was young. When I was big enough, I learned how to make bean bags on the sewing machine, usually by sewing seams on the ends of a section of a sock. When I was in the 7th grade, my junior high school offered 'Sewology' where I remember making a really terrible pair of elastic-waist brown corduroy pants.
My mom and I continued sewing together, my dad was willing to pay for any fabric I wanted, as long as I didn't let projects pile up (apparently he doesn't buy into the philosophy of 'the one who dies with the most fabric wins'). It turns out that his grandma had a giant stash of bargain fabrics in the space under the stairs, which she never used up.
When my kids were young, we would go to my hometown of Eugene, Oregon, for a long visit, and my mom and I would have a sewing marathon - halloween costumes for the boys, clothes for me, projects, and so on. Yet, as I have gotten older, I discovered that I don't enjoy the process of sewing as much as I like the end result.
In the Spring 2012, I was at Rosie's quilt shop in La Mesa with my friend Liz, and despite my intentions not to do any sewing projects, I fell in love with the cupcake fabric, and the sprinkles fabric shown below. I decided then and there that I would make a birthday banner.