I think of myself as a crafty person. I make a mean sock monkey (see above), am a fierce cook, can sew like the wind, love a good yarn and frequently find myself being covered in paint with my kid. I have made tutus and batman costumes, clothing and washcloths, cards and paintings and have proudly created every single one of my kids birthday cakes.
However, I am feeling intimidated. I am going to dinner on Saturday at this woman's house