My best friends daughter was getting married and had chosen a themed wedding. I needed to make a costume since it is very difficult to find decent looking renisance(sp?) gowns that don't look halloween cheep. You know the kind, WM cheep. So, there I am sewing one, mind you I haven't made a garment since 7th grade home ec. It also happened that I had quit smoking at the same time that I was sewing that dress. It gave me no end of trouble. I'd sew a little, get mad cuss a blue streak and take a break. Then start all over again. At the same time I was sewing that dang thing my poor DH was sitting there at the same table listening to me. When it was finished there were some imperfections:). DH hugged me, told me he was glad that it was over cause his ears were turning blue from all the cussing and he was proud I didn't smoke one cigarette.