Several years ago a friend's daughter tried out for cheerleader. The advisers told Malorie, "stay within your talent level." When I first heard this story my reaction was, "gasp, how mean!" This just confirmed the theory that cheerleaders were sometimes the mean girls.
Then it was explained to me.
If you cannot consistently do a cartwheel then do not put a cartwheel in your tryout routine.
Stay within your talent level.
Do whatever you do best and forget the rest at tryouts.
Once I understood that advice I realized it was good.
The moral to this story is not that cheerleaders are not the mean girls but really very helpful gals (though that is true and many cheerleaders are very nice and I have many peeps that cheered and I love them so please don't get your cheer panties in a wad) rather the moral to this story is to do what you do best.
WOW is for those that can wow. We all have other WOW we can do and do well.
Anywhoo, after years of chanting that nugget of advice and sometimes preaching it to others, I didn't take it to heart myself.
I decided to sew my own awning for Huaka'i Annie. Even though I don't really sew. I went on Pinterest and found the cutest awning ever, a circus top, small awning. I researched. I ordered the springy poles. I avoided seams and finally came up with a solution that I connect every seam with grosgrain ribbon. The ribbon would keep it tidy and just a tad larger for the poles.
I cut scallops using a dessert plate as a pattern.
I sewed the scallops so they'd be pretty on both sides.
I got it all sewn together and allowed some space for the end poles.
I had some angst with the ribbon as it was stretchy. Eventually, I decided to embrace the puckers.
Let it go!
I am working with five layer of fabric on a small 50+ year old sewing machine so there was that too.
I bought a grommet kit and practiced.
There were some crazy cheerleader moves as I tried to hold it together and up and attach it to the trailer. There is good reasoning behind the fact that I wasn't a cheerleader.
My face gets really red when I sweat and it's not pretty. It's a Dykstra thing and my sisters and cousins have it too.
On Saturday I accepted my fate. Those circus pole awning were a WOW factor but they were not in my talent level. I took every stitch out, made some cuts, and sewed it back together differently.
Sans cartwheels.
Even though I got finished on Saturday I still laid awake that night trying to figure out a way to make it work. I'm tenacious, like that, and it's not a good thing.
I needed to get those circus poles out of my house.
I mailed the poles back to Cabelas yesterday so that I would stop trying to make it work.
Hubby has held poles with me many times over the past week.
Today I plan to pour concrete in my buckets and get her done.
This awning will be a strictly fair weather awning. That works for me because I plan to be a fair weather camper.
I also plan to be the girl that stays within her talent level.
For. The. Rest. Of. My. Life.
Dear patient, long time readers, I know I have shared the talent level story before but it bears repeating and some of you may need the reminder. I know I did.
Anyway, cheerleaders are smart, I'm tired, Annie has an awning,