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Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Finding Myself

As I regroup, I came upon this quiz (via PlayIsTheThing) and figured it was worth a go. I wonder if I was unduly influenced by the fact that I adore the Emma Thompson version of Sense and Sensibility far beyond good measure? In my defense, as a former teacher of Literature, I'm kinda required to love Jane Austen, even if I do prefer Jane Eyre (still the funniest book I've ever read).

I am Elinor Dashwood!


Take the Quiz here!

Friday, January 2, 2009

Winners!!

Thanks to ALL of you who entered--what great wishes! I was so inspired by the number of you who are planning to scale back and bring the Refashion Love into the rest of your lives. We're working at our house to do the same thing: buy less, reuse more, and enjoy what we already have.

Like these buttons!! Congrats to the three big winners: one grab bag each from this awesome stash. They are:

frankie

Shell

Alissa

If you'll each send your snail mail address to design (at) prettyjaneclothing (dot) com I'll get those fabulous buttons off to you tomorrow!

Thanks again everyone, Happy New Year, and may all your wishes come true in 2009!

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

35 Before 35

A number of other bloggers have composed lists of Things to Do Before One Turns 35. As my 35th will come in September of the dawning year, now's as good a time as any to make MY list and then endeavor to complete it in the next nine months. Lofty ambitions, to be sure.

Again, these aren't resolutions--we all know how I feel about those. These are GOALS for my 35th year of life. Hold me to 'em, folks!

My list:

1.  Organize the master closet--oh, the shame!

2.  Get back into my size 4 pants I bought a month before I got pregnant this last time--the tiniest size I've ever worn, and it only lasted a few weeks!

3.  Make some clothes for MYSELF.

4.  Display Pretty Jane in a solo booth at the Inman Park Festival.

5.  Set up my bookkeeping the way it OUGHT to be lest the I R S come knocking and find shoeboxes of receipts.

6.  Publish an eBook.

7.  Complete 500 sales in my Etsy shop.

8.  Take a great vacation with my husband--again.

9.  Repair the leak under our kitchen sink that has been making me insane for five months.

10.  Send my sister the most amazing gift package she has ever received, to make up for the fact that I am a crappy, crappy gift-giver and she is the greatest.

11.  Teach my 100th student in my sewing classes at Beehive.

12.  Have my little company featured prominently on some really famous blog.

13.  Lose the extra 14 pounds I'm still carrying around since our baby was born.

14.  See our eldest perform in her first school play.

15.  Buy a minivan.  Say what you will, I've embraced the minivan.

16.  Design one really great tween dress.

17.  Cut back on sugar--I think it makes me ornery when I have too much!

18.  Get back to running--I'm so out of practice that thinking about running makes me short of breath.

19.  Give myself permission to relax each night with a novel for a few minutes.  It's my way of sharpening the saw, but it feels so indulgent that it must be wrong, right?

20.  Have a weekly date with our oldest so she won't enter her angst-ridden teen years thinking her mother has forgotten her.

21.  Print out the best of our digital photos and create an album to display in our living room.

22.  Begin some sort of really cool summer tradition for our family--everyone has holiday traditions, but we can do better.  Suggestions graciously accepted.

23.  Incorporate my business, and admit to myself that I am an Entrepeneur--well, Momtrepeneur.

24.  Get business letterhead. And matching envelopes.  Oooh, yum!

25.  Always shop Etsy first when gift-giving opportunities present themselves.

26.  Take my vitamin EVERY DAY, and not just when I remember to.

27.  Have an ENORMOUS yard sale and finally, finally win the war against the Garage That Ate Atlanta.

28.  Drink more water.

29.  Have the ring my parents bought me as a 30th birthday gift reset so that I'll actually wear it.

30.  Call my grandmothers, while I still have them.

31.  Visit my sister before she has her second baby.

32.  Keep the flowers in the terra cotta pots on our front steps alive, so that for one summer, just one, my husband won't "tsk" me all season long.

33.  Publish a series of sewing patterns, available for download.

34.  Convince my husband that another baby is a GOOD idea.  And SOON.

35.  Chill out, for heaven's sake, and realize that my life is so far beyond my expectations that even if I accomplish NONE of these things I am blessed beyond all measure.


OK, only nine months to go!  Keep me honest, everyone.

My Year In Cities, 2008

Fun!  Got this from Riffe Raff, who linked to Ahn-Minh.  What a year I've had!


Atlanta, GA

Mildenhall, England

London, England

Paris, France

Rota, Spain

Charleston, SC

Honolulu, Hawaii

Montgomery, AL

Lake Guntersville, AL

Lake Martin, AL

Nashville, TN

Tallahassee, FL

Here's hoping 2009 has even half the amazing memories to offer...
Happy New Year, everyone!

**By the way, thanks for all the button love!  I'm so impressed with all the heart-felt New Year's wishes.  Keep 'em coming!  To clarify, I'll keep comments open until at least 6 p.m. EST on January 2--that's 56ish hours from now. Plenty of time to get your name in the hat!  Best of luck to all of you!

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Give Me An Inch--And A GIVEAWAY!

Stupendous holiday, we had.  Hoping the same for you.  All illnesses seem to have passed, and I have learned a valuable lesson: if I take a break from blogging, it is exceptionally hard to return.  So here I am, in the nick of time, ready to saddle up this horse for another year.


Christmas saw our family of five renting an SUV and traveling to my mother, then my in-laws', then home for my father to visit at our house, all in the space of 5 days.  Hectic doesn't even begin.  But our children were showered with amazing gifts, and we two were drenched by our families' generosity, and it was wonderful as always to have those days away together.  Sleep schedules be damned, right?

Aside from all the Christmas booty that awaited us with each visit, I was crazy delighted to sit and watch my husband and his mother go through some old things she's collected over the years.  Not because I cared all that deeply whether he found the grade school photo album he's sure she's got stashed away, but because in my mother-in-law's house there are many rooms--and many closets.  And much to my father-in-law's frustration, they are all FULL TO THE RAFTERS with items his wife has been keeping for more years than anyone can count, lots of them passed down to her from her mother who has been keeping them..well, since she was alive.

Out of the chaos (which included two pillow cases full of "ironing" that my mother-in-law admitted were two years old!) were these treasures:

Handed down from her mother, to my mother-in-law who doesn't sew but couldn't bear to ditch them.  And now, with just a nod and a word, they are MINE!  Mwah-ha-ha!!


And, if you play your cards right, some of them could be YOURS!  


In celebration of the dawning New Year, I'm paying these beauties forward and giving away THREE GRAB BAGS of vintage buttons, still on the cards.  All the grab bags are assorted, my pick, but they'll all be equally awesome.  Some of the cards are torn and incomplete--I'll hang on to those and only send y'all complete cards with fantastic illustrations like this:


And this:
Leave a note in the comments with your New Year's wish, and I'll use the random number generator to pick THREE winners on Friday, January 2.  Feel free to enter as often as you like, as long as you include a new wish for the New Year each time you enter.  Winners will be posted before Alabama plays in their bowl game Friday night.

Roll Tide, people, and good luck!

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Dear Eden,

I am a cheater.  If you are reading this, Eden, it's because you've randomly drawn my name as a winner in NaBloPoMo.  And I have posted this to let you know that I cheated.

I did publish a post for every day in November, it's true.  Some of them are really, really good, too--I sure hope you'll take the time to sift through and read some of them.  I have been a very busy girl.

But see, here's the thing.  I didn't publish a post ON every day in November.  I planned them out, I even outlined some of them, but sometimes I didn't have a photo, sometimes I just didn't get a project done, sometimes life got in the way. I posted a number of them AFTER the date. Which, now that I think of it, means some of my readers may have missed a post or two. Hi, guys! Sorry 'bout that, and all.

I know we're on the honor system, and that it would be easy to just allow you to believe that I did all the work and whee! take the prize.  But I would always always know, and it would haunt me the rest of my days. Haunt. Me.

So, I confess!  Please visit for a bit, but give that prize to someone more deserving/less honest than I.

Thanks,
Pretty Jane

P.S.  I cheated at NaNoWriMo, too.  Well, sorta.  I wrote all those words I said I wrote, every single one--I swear!--but they were non-fiction.  And it was, after all, supposed to be a novel.  I guess November just wasn't my month for following the letter of the law.

Is there a Loser's Prize for "Spirit of the Law"?

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Fabric Shop OPEN Online!

I'm delighted to announce, just in time for Black Friday, that I've gotten the beginnings of my new by-the-yard fabric shop open via Etsy. We're building an independent URL bit-by-bit, but I have all this yardage burning a hole in my pocket, so we've opted to launch through Etsy at a small scale now and then expand over the next few weeks and months to a new site. Will keep you updated, but in the meantime, please visit


over at Esty and check out the selection!!

Tell your friends, tell your neighbors, but most importantly, please comment below and give suggestions for what you'd like to see as we grow.

Take care, y'all!

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Stitched Scalloped Edge Tutorial

Easy scalloped edges using your special stitches and some stabilizer!

I adore a scalloped edge, especially a hem. I love the shape and the symmetry of those curves, the way they make a garment feel truly finished. Usually, I accomplish this with a lining or a facing, and create the scallops from the fabric of the garment. I noticed a photo in a library book recently, though, that demonstrated doing a picot-type edge with the specialty stitches on my machine to create a free-standing scallop at the hem, instead. I suspect this would work and look best on lingerie (maybe like the tap pants and slips Amy made recently??), but I've done them here as an embellishment to a store-bought tee.

All the images are on a thrifted tee shirt, and the finished product at the bottom is a store-bought snapsuit. Let me know if these ideas work for you, too!


I started with iron-on tear-away stabilizer and a thrifted shirt, i.e. one I could screw up as I experimented and not be too torn up over if I failed horribly.

I ironed a strip of stabilizer along the finished hem of the shirt.
I selected the scallop stitch from the specialty stitches offered on my machine.  I have a Viking, but I know that I've had plenty of students with Brother, Bernina, or Janome who have the same or similar stitches as an option on their machines, too.
Line up the needle so it just grabs the fabric at the "valley" of the scallop, but not so little that the stitches aren't well-anchored.  The idea here is that the stitches will be in fabric at the low point of the scallop and on stabilizer only at the arch of the scallop, so that when the stabilizer is removed, the scallop will have an open space between the fabric and the threads.
When I tore away the stabilizer after this first attempt, I saw that the stitches came away with it!  I figured wash-away stabilizer would work better.  I found pretty quickly that wash-away isn't substantial enough to stitch through on its own, so I used tear-away beneath the shirt and wash-away above, in the end.
Using them this way, I was able to get the stitches to hold neatly.  When finished, I tore away the stabilizer beneath the fabric, but only on the inside of the stitches.  The rest I cut away using embroidery scissors, verrry close to the stitches themselves.
The remainder of the stabilizer can be spritzed away with a spray bottle, or washed away when the garment is laundered, leaving the scallops free!
An example of using this technique on a snapsuit, at the neckline.  I like the contrast thread, here, too, to really bring focus to the embellishment.
As always, suggestions for improvement are welcome!

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Stroller Bag

I saw the greatest stroller bag on Rae's blog back in September, and commented on how I didn't know I NEEDED one of those, but as soon as I saw hers I NEEDED it. And not just in the lustful, breaking-the-tenth commandment kind of way, like, I really saw that I could get a ton of use out of it.

Then a few weeks ago, I saw this link over on Wardrobe Refashion and checked out the details on Julie's blog. Great pattern, seems pretty easy, and just the shape I was going for (with some minor alterations).

So here we have Baby O's new stroller bag,

from some Japanese canvas I've been hoarding for over a year.




I switched it up with a button closure at the top of the handles,

and did some contrast topstitching on the side seams and at the handles.

It's pretty roomy, and has an interior pocket plus a cell phone pocket out of the lining fabric. I love this one, but admit it has gone through some iterations before getting here, right the way I like it--including three duds. This final product, though, is just what I had in mind, despite the frustration of all those false starts. Am inspired to make even more!

Am thinking of reusable grocery bags in this shape...

Happy shopping, everyone!

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Sublime Motivation

I'm constantly surprised to see how motivated I am to accomplish things simply by maintaining a blog. Did anyone else ever think that would be the case?

I thought, as many people do, that blogs tended to be self-involved rants of angry people with bad grammar. I've learned that this is not the case, and I'm so, so thankful to the following writers and crafters who taught me that a blog can be an amazing place to exchange ideas, make friends, and learn more about who we want to be and where we want to go.


I have found myself these last few weeks writing more, sewing more, planning more, designing more, and being increasingly inspired to share it all here, and I credit so much of that to the other crafters and bloggers I read each day.  OK, maybe some of it is new baby energy, but a lot of it has to be these blogs.

Check these out for a little inspiration of your own!
Angry Chicken

Wee Wonderfuls

Posie Gets Cozy

Sugar City Journal

Thanks, ladies!

Friday, November 14, 2008

100!

Holy cow! It's my 100th post! Totally snuck up on me...

My husband assures me that it is Blogland Etiquette to blog 100 facts about yourself in celebration of one's 100th post. It seems overwhelming, and I'm sure dozens of writers I admire would do a far superior job. I'm sure they could write MY list better than I will. I feel intimidated...

OK, it's only cold when you first get in, right? So here we go:

1. I was born in Germany on a US military base, and spoke perfect German until I was 4. But only to Germans--to my mother, who also (and still) speaks fluent German, I refused and am told often gave a look that seemed to say, "I don't know who you're foolin' lady, but we're AMERICANS."

2. Speaking of "foolin'," my favorite band from 8th to 11th grade was totally Def Leppard. I had a huge crush on Joe Elliott. Beyond pathological, actually.

3. I attended Catholic school in junior high. My favorite nun was called Sister Marion Joseph. Awesome.

4.  As long as we're on the topic of schooling, I have a Master's degree in Archaeology.  For real.  And it's left me changed.


5.  My thesis?  ACORNS.  Like I could make that up.

6.  I started my PhD, but put it on hold after a year to run off and elope.  I still miss State College, though--go Nittany Lions!

7.  Compared to staying home with my children each day, I don't miss academia one little bit.

8.  But every once in a while, I think it might be nice to go back and finish that PhD.  Wouldn't mind being Dr. Pretty Jane, y'know?

9.  I attended Florida State for undergrad, but don't feel much loyalty to it.  Now that Bobby is clearly in his decline, it's hard for me to even root for the team.

10.  Shortly after moving to State College, I had a heartbreaking epiphany while visiting with friends from undergrad, and was forced to sever ties with almost everyone I knew and loved while I was there.  It was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do, and I feel sad about it to this day.

11.  It was also one of the most necessary things I've ever had to do, and I am proud of myself for having the strength, almost every day.

12.  Growing up in Alabama, as I did, you are required to choose either Bama or Auburn to root for, regardless of whether anyone in your family has ever attended college.

13.  I chose FSU, as a safe neutral.

14.  But my step-dad was a Bama fan, for which I was astonishingly grateful when I met my mother-in-law and realized that when Bama plays, all three generations of her family who are alumni ROAR.  And that a daughter-in-law who didn't like the Tide would have a hard, hard road ahead of her.

15.  My hair is my natural color, but even hairdressers don't believe it.

16.  My initials are the same as my mother's, both before and after my marriage.  Weird, huh?

17.  When I get hot, I take off my socks and instantly cool down, like a pedo-thermostat.

18.  I always blow my nose after brushing my teeth, every single time.

19.  When I get hungry, my patience is astonishingly thin, as is well-known by anyone who has ever spent long periods of time with me.  If I say I'm hungry, it's not an observation, it's a warning.

20.  I'm a desperate procrastinator.

21.  In fact, I've known this post was coming for two months, and I only wrote three things down as notes to myself.  Oy.

22.  Reading novels is my Zone Activity, and when the fifth Harry Potter came out, I read it in a single sitting.  Seven hours, on the sofa, no breaks, no meals.

23.  Oh, and when I did that?  I had purchased the copy as a gift for our eldest on her birthday, which was two weeks after the book came out.  So I swapped the cover on the new one with the cover from the fourth so I could go ahead and read it before giving it to her.

24.  I got that idea from my grandmother, who used to send videos as gifts to my younger sister, and always watched them first.  My grandfather thought it was awful, but she never saw a problem with it.  I come down in the middle, hence the swapped covers.

25.  I adore Law and Order.  You think you've seen them all, but you never have.

26.  I can no longer watch Law and Order: SVU.  It made me paranoid and anxious.

27.  I have never watched all of Star Wars in one sitting.  And for someone my age, I might as well say I never learned to read.

28.  I learned to ride a bike over the summer visiting my father in Ohio.  He was holding the back and I called out, "Don't let go!"  I heard his voice from far, far behind me say, "I already did!"  I bobbled a teeny bit, evened out, and took off.

29.  I didn't just learn to ride a bike that day.  I learned that my parents trust me and believe in me, not because they say it but because they make decisions that demonstrate it.  A HUGE lesson to learn, and all in a split-second.

30.  Knowing that about them has changed my attitude about myself, and allowed me to accomplish all the things I have in my life.  I hope I can pass on half the faith and confidence to my own children.

31.  I've had orthodonture twice.  Once on my parents' dime, once on my own.  Guess which time I wore the retainers?

32.  I even had surgery on my jaw, in the ninth grade.  I have screws in my lower jaw now, and can feel the screw heads through the bone.

33.  When I taught eighth graders and their little hormones would take over and make them crazycakes, I would bribe them to calm down by telling them if they were good I would let them feel my screws.

34.  Worked every time.

35.  I am allergic to caffeine.  OK, maybe not medically allergic, but so sensitive to it that even a little bit makes me kinda nutso.

36.  Soda is also my all-time favorite treat, caffeine or no caffeine.

37.  When my Sweet Husband was deployed to Iraq for the third time, I gave up all soda until his return, as a sign of commiseration.

38.  I feel betrayed by coffee: such a beguiling scent, such a bitter flavor.

39.  I like to think of myself as more of a Rachel, but suspect I am largely a Monica.

40.  Someone once told me I look a little like Jennifer Anniston, and while I think they're insane, I walked on air the whole rest of the day.

41.  Every single time I've gotten pregnant, I weighed the exact same amount.  I consider it my Fertile Weight.

42.  This third time, taking that weight off is a little harder than before.  Considering what an easy time I tend to have of pregnancy, I think there are women out there secretly rejoicing.

43.  My husband and I talk about my muffin top in the third person.  It encourages me to not become complacent and to take care of myself rather than using the busyness of three kids to procrastinate and allow my health to take a backseat.

44.  It's the kind of thing about him that people on the outside of our relationship point to as insensitive--"What kind of a husband calls attention to a little extra weight after giving birth??" they say--but that I see as a sign of his deep love for me and his sincere commitment to a lifetime with me.  If I don't take care of my health, he has less time with me, muffin top or not.

45.  When we got married, I was barefoot.  We had enough time to either get me shoes or pick up the marriage license.  We hesitated, but chose the paperwork.

46.  The photos from our wedding turned out really dark, as they were taken with a disposable camera the minister's wife happened to have lying around.  In actuality, we were married at four in the afternoon, but because of the photos, we have to explain to people--often--that we didn't run off in the middle of the night.

47.  My best friend from the ninth grade, one of the few people with whom I have kept in touch, flew to visit Europe with her husband, three kids, her parents, her sister, her sister's husband, and her sister's five kids this past summer.  On the way back, her mom arranged for them to have a layover here so we could meet at the airport and visit.

48.  We hadn't seen each other in almost 16 years, and it was as though we were still those little babies, just in bigger, older bodies.

49.  Seeing her made me realize how influential our friends are, and when she told me that she bailed out of a 5k but made her husband drive her back to the race site the next day so she could finish, just because she said she would and she didn't want to break her word, it made me admire her more than ever and hope that I can be someone of that kind of character.

50.  It also made me want to surround myself with more friends like that, and I had to have a look-in-the-mirror moment: I am crap at keeping up with friends.

51.  And when I do, I am horribly guilty of hogging the conversation rather than listening to them.

52.  I was never very good at taking turns.

53.  Especially with my sister, who is the single most loving person God ever put on this planet.

54.  In fact, I owe her a phone call right now.

55.  When we were little, we shared a full-sized bed and she hated that I would kick under the covers.

56.  And I didn't keep my toenails trimmed adequately.

57.  I have, over the years, lost my taste for apple juice.  The kids are thrilled: more for them!

58.  The first time I spoke to my husband, he didn't like me.  The next time he spoke to me, I really didn't like him.  The third time we spoke, it wasn't quite love, but we were on our way.

59.  I always wanted 5 kids, even when I was but a lowly college student.

60.  We're 3/5 of the way there, but only 1/2 of us are sure 5 is such a great idea.

61.  Because, really, have you seen what college costs these days?  Imagine 20 years from now!  Who wants to saddle themselves with MORE future college students??

62.  I DO.

63.  When I was a college student, I was a member of a cover band called The Swiss Army Pickles.

64.  If I was well-behaved, they'd let me sing Indigo Girls tunes.  If I wasn't, well, they still let me sing, but they didn't order me a burger.

65.  We got paid $50 a night plus free food and free beer.  The two guys split the $50, I just got free food and beer.  And I still think I got a pretty good deal.  I woulda sung for free.

66.  One night, after a performance, I borrowed one of their cars to drive to the gas station and get cigarettes.  It was a stick, which I was crap at driving, and I didn't have a license.  Plus, I'd been drinking under age.  At the station, when I got back in the car to drive back to the bar, the car stalled over and over on this hill.  Turns out later the parking brake was on, but I didn't know that at the time.  So I asked someone at the station (yes, yes, I know--but it gets worse) to get the car up the hill for me so I could take over.  Fearful that if I got in the car WITH him he could take me who-knows-where and do God-knows-what, I stood off to the side.  He seemed to be taking a while getting moving, but eventually he came over and handed the car back to me, restoring my faith in humanity.  After returning to the bar (and being stopped by an officer who reminded me that my lights were off but didn't actually pull me over, thank heaven), my friend/bandmate noticed that his wallet was missing from the dashboard.  It was the day before the two of them drove to Vermont for the summer to teach at an arts camp, and his wallet had cash, license, contact info, you name it.  The window had been cracked and they all assumed that someone had reached in and taken the wallet from the dash.  I felt awful.

67.  I never told them the truth.  I still feel awful.

68.  But now, 15 years later, I can see the horrible humor in it.

69.  I once ran over a speed bump, knocked off a hub cap, and watched in my rearview as it rolled into oncoming traffic while I drove away, powerless.

70.  I've had five flat tires in the last calendar year.

71.  I am a horrible driver.

72.  I'm really lazy about shaving my legs.  But I always keep my toenails painted red, like Coco Chanel.

73.  I once watched the Emma Thompson version of Sense and Sensibility four times back-to-back.

74.  Alan Rickman is one of my favorite actors, especially in Closetland, which I bet you haven't seen.

75.  As I write this, I am watching Legal Eagles with Robert Redford, a film you also have not seen, but that I have viewed no fewer than 26 times.  End credits: "Love Touch" by Rod Stewart.  Oh, yeah.

76.  I am insanely frugal.

77.  We keep our thermostat at 63 in winter and 78 in summer.

78.  I reuse aluminum foil and ziploc bags.

79.  Before my marriage, I didn't own a single piece of furniture that was purchased new--not one.

80.  I rarely pay full price for clothing, and often barter.

81.  Except at Target, because, really now.

82.  I have recently found a deep and abiding love for high heels, and wear them every chance I get.  Including sometimes on days when I know I won't be leaving the house.

83.  I saved up for two years to buy my PowerBook and third-gen iPod back in 2003, and dressed up in heels and sparklies to go to the Apple Store at the mall to make my purchase.

84.  My first car was a British racing green MG Midget drop top.  I stalled out learning to drive it on a hill at a busy intersection during rush hour on a Friday--my first time driving a stick at the age of 15--and swore I would never drive it again.  My parents sold it two weeks later.

85.  My next car was a 1968 Ford Falcon with a rebuilt engine and a dash covered in contact paper.  It had no air conditioning and no floor coverings.  I adored it.

86.  I got the Falcon on the condition that I get my driver's license.  I was 20 and seven months pregnant with my first child.  On the way to the driving test, I got rear-ended.

87.  See #71.

88.  I currently drive a nine-year-old station wagon and am ashamed to say that I am secretly lusting after the new VW minivan.  Well, not secretly anymore, as it turns out.

89.  Breastfeeding has rendered 90% of my wardrobe unwearable.  Something you'd think an experienced mommy like me would've anticipated and so NOT donated over half my wardrobe in the past year.  But I didn't.  So pickings are pretty slim when getting dressed each morning these days.

90.  I adore breastfeeding and none of my children has ever had a bottle, ever.  Not because of anything miraculous that I've done, but because I can't figure out why, if you have a choice, you'd ever make more dishes to wash ON PURPOSE.

91.  I have very specific plans for what I'd do with the money if I ever won the lottery.  Sometimes, when I'm bored, I make notes.

92.  I always throw them out after, just in case someone finds them and thinks I'm nuts.

93.  I have already chosen paint colors for the walls in my Lottery House.

94.  I wear a sweater every single day, all winter long.  And sometimes in summer.

95.  I have been blessed with really white, strong, beautiful fingernails.

96.  I don't spring out of bed in the morning, like my husband.  I have to warm up to it gradual-like.  And if I am awakened too quickly, or nagged to get up, it spoils my whole day.

97.  Every time someone comments on my blog, I visit their blog, too.

98.  I feel a little sad when I learn that someone has been reading my blog and NOT commenting.

99.  I feel sadder when my friends or family say, "Oh, are you blogging now?"

100.  I have never in my life been happier or more grateful than I am now every single day.

Huh.  That wasn't so hard.  Might've even been tougher for you than for me!!  

See you at Post 1000!

Monday, November 10, 2008

Another Reason to Love the Internet

I'm horribly backlogged with work.  Am I the only one who seems to trip and fall into the ultimate time suck website when that happens??


I already love icanhascheezburger--I mean, who doesn't?  And recently I discovered Cake Wrecks, which makes me wiggle with delight.

Today, I have found Fail.  Oh, how can I even express my joy at scrolling through its pages?  Any bad day can be turned around with such finds as these, where individuals have failed miserably at whatever task they were attempting and their failures have been posted for the world to see:

The lunch menu fail.
The journalism fail.
The literacy fail.
The political fail.  Oy.

The perfect-surname-for-my-profession fail (can you read that? it's a funeral home).
The failed bank fail.
The child-safe free gift fail:  set of steak knives!
The UPS fail.
The signage fail.

 Seriously, all of you:
Go.  Look.  SUCCEED.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

It's the itty-bitty size that fools you

Because you'd never, NEVER sit down and consume three full-size candy bars on one sitting, not in a million years. But you'll do this as dessert after lunch with no second thoughts:

Wow.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Cleaning Up My Mess

No, not that mess. (Sigh.)

When Baby Oliver made his surprise appearance, I left a few loose ends, not least of which was my September classes at Beehive. I've finished those up, and made arrangements to teach the October classes in November. I might have been crazy to do it, truly, only four weeks after baby was born. I'm a little more tired than I anticipated, and believe it or not, it's every bit as hard to be away from baby #3 as it is to be away from baby #1.

But the projects turned out great, and more than half the students are coming back to take the Intermediate, so I'm thrilled that we were able to schedule things the way we were.

Check out these pillows! Piped! With zippers!



From ladies who were scared of their machines a few weeks ago! But who now pipe and stitch and stuff with furious speed and accuracy!



I can't wait to see the blouses they'll make next month...

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Ubiquitous Sweater Refashion

For whatever reason, every Wardrobe Refashionista seems to do a sweater refashion of some kind. The most common is the crew-neck-to-cardigan refashion, although I aspire to something like what Sommerset posted about recently.

I bought this oversized red wool sweater to turn into a maternity sweater, back when I thought I'd still be pregnant right now.

It's good quality, and looked great, so considering I was going to cut it apart and adjust it anyway, I went ahead with my plan--just lopped off more than originally anticipated! I needed a new red cardigan, anyway.

Took out some under the arms and at the side seams, and sliced down the center front.

Applying tear-away stabilizer along those edges made it easier to install button holes and to stitch the fronts without distorting the shape too much.

Stabilizer is a fantastic invention--if you're not sewing with it now, go get some and play to see what's possible. It's perfect for doing appliques on tees, to prevent the fabric from shifting. You can also use it along with the scallop stitch setting on your sewing machine, if your machine has one, to do a scalloped edge or a picot edge along the hem of a garment. (Tutorial on that coming soon!)

I stitched red floral embroidered ribbon along the edges I'd cut, to allow me to add buttons and buttonholes through the ribbon on either front panel. This embroidered rib bon is from the stash and has been waiting for a home forever, but since I only had half a yard, it's been tough to find just the right project. Here at least it'll get seen!

I used the rolled hem setting on my serger to give a neat finish to the fronts--I hadn't used the machine that way previsouly and was really pleased with how easy it was to get a clean, professional finish with a little bit of a decorative aspect to it. I stitched the ribbon right on top of the serged edges, rather than wrapping them as I originally intended. This made for less bulk and allowed me to show the whole ribbon without losing any of the design to the backside of the front edge.

Fits well, super warm, and already been to the cleaners. It does need some adjustments at the underarm, but since I currently spend most of my time getting spit up upon, I'm not doing any runway shows, so I'm putting off completing that step. New sweater for me before the cold gets here--am just thrilled with that accomplishment!

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Janet Jackson's got nothing on me.

For all those who have remarked how impressed they are at my workload/level of motivation so soon after baby's birth, I should point out that I'm feeling a little in need of a control fix right now, along the lines of what Liesl mentions in this post. It was nice to read her post and realize I'm not the only one who frequently works out my control-freak urges on the closets and shelves and cabinets. (You should see me rearrange the whole kitchen after my relatives empty the dishwasher--whoa.) I felt a kindred sense, and a deep need to polish other people's silver...

At the moment, though, I've been letting things go. New baby--yes, that's true, but when one finds oneself shoving blankets in the laundry room and juuuust getting that hand back before slamming the door shut so nothing escapes out of it from the piles and piles of other things that have had the same sanitorium-like treatment the blanket is receiving, one has allowed too many tasks slide for too long. Feel free to come over and marvel at how disheveled my closets are, and then nod knowingly as you slowly come to the realization that I will be less and less able to work as the winter goes on unless I address this issue immediately. The linen closets?? A disaster. Under the bathroom sink. Dude. That's all I'm saying.

As a good friend of mine once taught me, "You have to nest before you can lay an egg." I have some BIG eggs percolating (do eggs percolate? incubate?), and I am seeing now that it will require BIG nesting to get them all out of the harbor (if you'll pardon the butchered and mixed metaphors). It's exciting and scary and exhilirating and enervating, all at the same time, and puts me in a panicked need to CONTROL things.

If you need me, I'll be with the folding board, or using my paint chips to color code the sweater shelf.

How do you respond to stress? And will it help ME??

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Bed Rest


I know it's beginning to get repetitive, but I still am amazed each day that I'm no longer pregnant. I had gotten it so ingrained in my head that I'd be waiting for the baby right now that I can't seem to accept that he's HERE.

Having said that, and expressed my immense gratitude that he's healthy and beautiful and such a sweet baby, I think often of my TWO friends who right now find themselves on bed rest.

Karen is having twins, and was on bed rest her first pregnancy, and so was sort of expecting it. Because of her history, she's been in the hospital since she was 24 weeks along, and is expected to stay there for the duration. My Sweet Husband and I are constantly overwhelmed with the thought of what that must be like for her, and what it must be like for her husband taking care of their older daughter alone and being at work all day knowing where his wife is and what she's trying to accomplish: keep those babies cooking!

When we delivered Baby O, our friend Jaime and her husband were extremely supportive, and Jaime and her mother even brought us cookies and a gift in the hospital, and were our first friends to see the new baby. Jaime is pregnant and due six weeks behind my original due date--in fact, I'm the one who encouraged her to take the test, since she was sure she wasn't pregnant! Now she's on modified bedrest at 32 weeks, and really working hard to keep her little girl in longer so she can be healthy and have her best start.

Thinking of them today, I thought I'd post some photos from other blogs I love, both to brighten their rooms and to give them some links to follow as they surf their way and try to burn some daylight and cross another day off the calendar!

Over at SouleMama, a celebration of the last days of the harvest:


Sarah Jane says you can drink all the hot cocoa you want, with homemade marshmallows!


Anna-Maria is apologizing for being impractical, but these shoes rock my world. Imagine if you could be spending the day at Anthropologie instead of in bed, ladies!


This dress is wayyy more work than I've ever done for a dress, but doesn't the spinning look like fun, on a pretty fall day?


And speaking of spinning, this re-post on NieNie's blog captures the joy of dancing with your family and being silly--which both of you will be doing again SO SO soon!


And before you know it, you'll be like Julia, the Internet Queen of Bedrest, celebrating the new baby(ies) and thinking that all this time flat on your back is a distant memory...


Have a great day, ladies! Honest, it'll all be over soon, and so worth it for new yummy flesh to smell and cheeks to kiss and teeny tiny hands to hold. Will spin in the grass with ALL our babies soon enough!

Oh, and if you're looking to kill some REAL time? Check out my new obsession, Polyvore.com. Way, way, way cool. But what a time suck!

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

A Saga Begins

Miss M had thrifted crib bumpers that I recovered in some pink fabric I'd had lying around since our TEEN was little. (I think I bought it for E when she was six or seven to cover her duvet and make some curtains for her room. She finally had to tell me she was "too old for pink." So it got recycled--y'know, five years later.) The bumpers never quite fit the way I wanted them to, so when new baby was still gestating, I found a set of (again, thrifted) navy blue bumpers and a matching crib skirt. I think they were $3.50 on half-price sale at Value Village.

I knew from what other mommies had said to me that shopping for boy babies was "hard," but I had NO IDEA what "hard" really meant--there ain't crap out there for boys that doesn't suck at least a little or else cost a fortune, and the only crib set I found that I didn't loathe and want to set on fire cost over $600. Six HUNDRED dollars. (I do love the stuff at Javis Davis, though, and regret that I am not a lottery winner...) That's a ton of cash, people. So I knew from the outset that we'd be making our own.

I would've been thrilled with stripes or checks or dots, but flat navy was what I found, and so that's our starting point. I've been overwhelmingly inspired by Hilary's design for Oscar's duvet, and knew that down the road I'd want to do some kind of applique comforter for New Baby. I've decided to do some of that work early, and put it on the outermost-facing side of the bumpers. I love the On The Road feeling it gives, and it lends itself to a Theme that's been popping up at our house for some time now.

When my Sweet Husband and I took our honeymoon, we collected vintage postcards from each of the locations we visited: Hawaii, London, Paris, Spain. Then my mother-in-law gave us hundreds--truly!--of postcards her parents had received in the 30s, 40s, 50s, 60s to choose from. We selected images from Israel, Egypt, Mexico, all over the States (my favorite is from Donner Pass). We'll frame each and arrange them in a frieze at the ceiling of baby's room--we've somehow fallen into a Travel Theme*. So Hilary's idea fits in perfectly, with the Route 66/Wide Open Road feel it imparts. I also like that it's giving me a jump-start on the duvet for later, since I can just cut out the applique work and make that the basis for the new comforter when O moves up to the toddler bed.

This is just the beginning. It's gonna take a while, so hang in there for the final product...

*I have a long-standing and vocal dislike for Decorating Themes. I have been very open about this. When we put together the nursery for M, we framed a series of photos we had taken while she was gestating and we were living in DC, visiting every public, private, and botanical garden within reasonable driving range. The pink fabrics she inherited from her sister had flowers on them, and so somehow it became a "floral theme," although that was never my intention. In this case, we're calling it "travel," when really it's a masculine-flashback-to-the-50s theme. Still, I guess it's a theme and I just need to make my peace with that...