Inch Worm

My Junior year in High School, I decided I was going to make my prom dress instead of buying it. We all know how expensive prom dresses can be. I went to the store and found this seafoam green satin fabric and a really cute dress pattern.

With my mom's help, I get the dress all sewn together. Mom helped with the zipper and told me ok, now sew here ... the hem had to be put in by hand. So, being the lazy tailor that I am, my thread was as long as my arm and then some. I'm sitting on the couch this fine spring evening and hemming this dress. Thread in and arm extended as far out as it could possibly go to pull the thread thru. Stitch after stitch, stretch after stretch I'm making progress little by little. I re-thread the needle and sew some more, when all of a sudden I look at my long long piece of thread and there is an inch worm, exactly matching my dress crawling up my thread to my hand. I start SCREAMING, mom and my sister Lisa come running. Mom has Lisa get a napkin and take the inch worm outside. Mom hugs me to calm me down, I'm sobbing hysterically and she's bouncing right along with my sobs laughing her ass off.

At the time, I didn't know how the hell that damn inch worm got on my dress or why it was trying to attack me ... No, I didn't know that my mom was laughing her ass off, I couldn't tell between the sobs ... TO THIS DAY they have not let me forget the inch worm....

BTW, the dress turned out really nice and worm free ...