I have about 15 posts currently in draft form, but generally have had little energy (or nerve?) to hit publish. Soon.
In other news I have decided that markers, washable or not, are the devil, and consequently I think we will become a crayon/pencil house only. I'm hoping that that will significantly reduce the amount of time I spend scrubbing walls/cupboards/counters/floors/children, and contribute to my sanity and well-being.
So sorry markers. You were colourful and provocative, but you are going the way of glitter and toys with batteries that only play one song over and over again.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
So whatever happened to that summer dress I was working on with my friend, Nathalie? Well, it's currently in pieces in a brown paper bag - the languishing of a garment unfinished before school started. That and I have made so many mistakes on this dress that now I'm feeling weak-kneed about finishing it. But now that we're in the swing of things, I might just have a regular day to sew - Thursdays (which is tomorrow) and I thought, what a good day to keep working on the dress!
And then it rained.
And all I wanted to do was curl up in a window seat somewhere with a cup of Earl Grey and read a book, ala Anne of Green Gables.
|Lesendes Mädchen - Otto Scholderer - 1883|
It is so very hard to want to sew a summer dress with it is nippy and wet out, but I might just make myself. (Then next on the list, a white gown with a copper sash...)