almost paradise

i am trying to make an orange sock monkey sewn with orange thread, but i cut the arms too short so i have to think of a way to improvise with that. i lost my oomph, tho, when i started to fix the arms and sewed them wrong-side-out. then i just decided to do it later.

in case you were under a different impression: i am shy. timid. reserved.
i am also paranoid and overly sensitive. today scott's mom said two things that i totally took personally and/or was completely incorrect about. one thing she said was: "if you could read my mind you wouldn't be here" and i was like, "is she talking to me? what the...?" and the other thing was i thought she was asking if it is okay to feed the baby broccoli and celery. scott talked to her later and found out that the mind-reading remark was something she was reading off of a foster kids' t-shirt she'd just washed. annd she was just asking if we wanted the veggies.
i'm glad those were cleared up. there's a lot of miscommunication between us. or just between everyone.