Perfect Protest



A certain someone who is 93 years old and driving me to drink used to say to me:
"If you're going to do something at all, do it right."
To my young ears, right meant perfect. Something I have spent my life trying to achieve and falling far short of the mark.

When I was quilting a lot I was never one to have perfectly matched up seams and corners. I read somewhere that the Amish believe only God is perfect so they actually sew a few mistakes into their quilts. Well, that became my "imperfect" excuse.

I was quite delighted to read Brene Brown's blog today. She has started a Perfect Protest, of which I am glad to join. Hop on over there to read what it's all about. Maybe you'll feel like jumping on the bandwagon.

Wishing for you a life without the burden of perfection,
Merry ME

P.S. Here's a picture of what happens when a pyrex dish with a little imperfection meets an oven temperature it doesn't like:

I guess there could be a metaphor for life here also.

Comments

Pamela Jones said…
That imperfection looks mighty yummy to me! And yes, I heard that same quote many times -- it just slid off me like I was made of teflon.
SAMARA said…
haha this is the BEST! and the funniest! I just love it. Kudos to you!!!!
my stove looks like that every night! and luckily i've never had a dish explode in the oven.

You don't have to be perfect to be beautiful. I blog hopped over from the ordinary courage.
Kelly said…
ooh, sorry about your Pyrex....

I just joined in on Brene's Perfect Protest. (Just found her blog last night, so I wasn't able to snap a picture), but, I know exactly what you mean. Once I hit a 30-something, I began to feel this way.
I have learned there is a sense of peace that comes with accepting little imperfections. :D
Have a great weekend!!

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