Monday, September 22, 2008
Monday Night Notes
I'm ashamed to say I've been a sewing slacker of late. I made most of this yellow dress a couple of weeks ago, and finally got to setting the sleeves and putting in the hem last weekend. Don't pay much attention to my appearance, since I took this picture at 1AM, after 17 hours up and about, but Gaylen was recently asking what's coming out of the sewing machines, and I'm ashamed to admit that it's precious little.
Sunday I cut out a white dress from the same pattern as the yellow one (it's my favorite princess seamed dress). I got the body of the dress together, and then discovered that I had completely botched the facing. And, WHAM! Just like that, progress is over. I did make the facing, again, from a different fabric, because I had absolutely nothing left of this fabric, and got it pinned in place, but the rhythm was gone. I do want to finish this dress soon. The fabric is a heavy knit, not sweater weight, but certainly reminiscent of a sweater, and I've been dithering for several years while deciding which pattern is exactly right for this fabric.
On board after the white dress, another white dress from a different fabric and a different pattern, then the Thanksgiving dress. I have this fabric for that, just haven't decided what I want to turn it into. The fabric is a darker color than the picture shows, but it does have the sparklies on it. I'm not entirely sure I'm a sparkly girl, but my daughters found it for me last winter, and they loved it, so I have to use it for something. I suppose that next weekend I will have to drape the fabric around myself and wander around for a little while, figuring out what it wants to be.
Also, before Thanksgiving, I want to do something with my family room drapes (these are only 2 of the 4 windows in there). I think I have a plan, involving the drapes, hunter green chintz, and several hours of machine time. Updates as I go along, but, having told all of you that I want to get this done in the next 2 months, I may actually shame myself into completing the project.
Lastly, for Paula's picky eaters, look at this lovely plate! My husband's grandmother bought this depression glass new, and he got it when the family moved her to a nursing home. Myself, I don't like food touching, either, but I'd be afraid to use 75 year old plates just because I don't want my food in association with other foods. But, Paula, if you were really, really, really considerate of the twins' feelings, you'd hunt down antique plates like this for them! Just kidding, tell them to suck it up; it will help with their intestinal fortitude down the line.
Tomorrow, I'll bring you silver white cake. Until then, sweet dreams in blogland.