I started out being totally Un-Crafty. When I was a Merry Miss, I couldn't even cross stitch a simple flower no matter how many time Sis. Reed explained it to me. When we'd paint shirts or do anything else crafty, I'd either do too much or too little and it'd look stupid. An art student I was not.
Years later as a teen I picked cross stitching back up, and somehow I managed to finally figure it out! I grew excited, I bought projects I've never even opened, but I did finish a good many (its so time consuming though!) The disease was biding its time, growing ever so slowly.
When I was pregnant, I picked up yarn work. Now I knit hats, Christmas stockings, etc. I crocheted (poorly, but still...) a blanket for Sariah.
Last year for my birthday I got a sewing machine. I started making p.j. pants, dresses, bags, curtains... I was noticing the infection now.
Earlier this year I bought paint and painted a murel in Sariah's room, I was almost overtaken.
Last night, I went to my first scrapbooking activity, and you know what? I liked it. I made 4 pages. I'd post pictures, but they're all presents and I don't want to give away the suprise.
Its official, I've caught the bug, and I don't ever what to get better!