Did I do that?

I can't believe I pulled this off. This is what I started with. A couch with great bones and awful upholstery...stinky to boot. It sat this way in my living room for almost 6 months teasing me with it's potential...but I was a chicken. I was scared that the self re-upholstery job I planned to do would be a total flop and I would be very deflated both in self-esteem and pocket book.

Finally I could no longer handle the musty old person smell. I just kept thinking of the 40 year old skin cells lingering in and around that stinky, plaid, STD ridden couch. So I ripped it off. Don't worry I was well equipped with face mask and gloves. I had to remove 834 staples...(that is just a rough estimate, I didn't count because I do have a life, or at least I want you to think I do).
Then I did a trial run with scrap fabric using the previous cover for a pattern. It was a dang good thing to, because I had to tweak quite a few things to get the final product looking like....

THIS!!!!
I am soo proud of myself. So proud that I don't even care about being modest and humble about it. Do I rock or what. It fits like a glove. Ya...I rock.
Now I just need to get some kick a** art for that wall. Any suggestions?

This last week Tru has had a small cut on her arm. She has checked it out a couple of times a day and it has gradually been getting smaller. This morning she looked at it and it was gone. This is what she said.

"Look mom, my scape is gone. My body healed my scape! Thank you body, thank you bones. Oh, I have such a cute body." As she hugs herself.

From the mouth of babes!