About that smocking thing. Umm. I ummm ... well ... It's like this, see. I took the little dress to work on Saturday night. Did I tell you that it's for a three month old? One of the nurses at work is having a granddaughter in November and wants to learn to smock. I told her I'd make the dress (insert excited puppy-like Flea here), while teaching her to smock, and that she could make the bonnet to go with. Cute, cute, cute, right? And I figured it would be fun to show y'all what I was doing at the same time. So Saturday night I'm at work, it's midnight-ish, all the girls are asleep and my filing is done. I haven't gotten out my laptop yet and I thought, "I know! I'll start on that dress!" So I did. And when the nurse arrived in the morning (the grandmother-to-be is the weekend day shift nurse), I had a nice little bit of it done. Sunday night I did the same thing, feeling ambitious and bored. I also thought to myself (I needed to clarify because sometimes I think to other people - what, you didn't know I'm telepathic?), "Self, you need more smocking projects. This is fun!" BTW - I have a call in to the Labor and Delivery person at the hospital I work for. I'd like to smock more gowns for tiny stillborn babies. The POINT is, I was restless and kept my hands busy. So instead of getting pictures of the needle going into the fabric for the first time, or even halfway through the project, I took pictures of THIS on Monday morning when I arrived home from work:
And one closer up, like so:
Can you believe it? I still want to show y'all the blocking pictures, but they can keep till the weekend. And I have another, really fun project I'd like to let y'all in on. In fact, I sent Karen, at the Rocking Pony, the pattern, so I thought it would be fun to actually make one for y'all to see. It's a pillowcase dress. Don't get your panties in a bunch - it's not that sack dress that everyone's making and selling on Ebay and calling a pillowcase dress. You'll see.
So I apologize. I still have to make the bullion roses, but I'll probably do those this Saturday night. What? It will keep me from falling asleep.
Until I write again ...