I'm such a bad blogger. I haven't done any more work on the little dress. *sigh* But I have a really good excuse. Wanna hear it?
First, I have to say that you all frighten me, with your lack of knowledge about basic sewing instruments. You know who you are. We're going to have a Sewing 101 tutorial at some point, just for you. I will introduce you to the most basic of tools. Be afraid.
I planned to sew last night. Really. But Oatmeal Head wanted to go to a friend's and skateboard. This is a school friend I've been hearing about for a year but hadn't met. So I took OH over after school and dropped him off, meeting the kid - let's call him Skate Rat. All is well. The two of them planned to terrorize neighboring businesses and their parking lots, which they did.
OH thwarted my dinner plans by pushing back the pick up time, which worked out nicely, as I now had time to pick up some Chinese take out. At Takee Outee. Yes, that's what it's called. Yumee yumee. And I got to meet Skate Rat's mom and talk to Skate Rat a bit. Not a bad kid, kinda cute, taught my boy some tricks on the board. It's all good. Lost my candle wax in a parking lot somewhere.
Got home in plenty of time to eat and sew. Yay! And find out that Maybelline is having a friend over to spend the night. Oh. Yay. Wait - I love it that my kids have friends over and sleep overs, really. And Friday's are ideal. And I absolutely LOVE this particular friend (I'm not sure, but I think Oatmeal Head does too). I just really wanted to sew.
Why did I not just sew, you ask? Why, in my own home, did I not do what I wanted? Have you never had a sleepover with teen girls? Have you never BEEN a teen girl? See, I was a teen girl once (REALLY! You've seen pictures), but I don't remember hanging out with my mom or my friends' moms when there would be sleep overs. Something has changed, methinks.
Here's the truth: I was designing new t-shirts and stuff for Fred & Bessie and the friend came down to see what I was doing. She plopped down next to me, thought I was warm, and didn't leave. It was actually kind of cool, since she gave me some great ideas.
So there you have it. All the excuses. But the truth is that I would have dinked around with the online store all night anyway. Go ahead. Beat me. I deserve it.
Until I write again ...
At least you had fun! My Bird had 6 friends sleep over last night! Yikes. And you know there is a twin brother here. I found it curious that he opted to stay in last evening. Curious indeed;)
Are you speaking to me about sewing...he-he...I know I'm lame, my hubby does sewing, how sad is that.
It would have been nice to get some time to sew, but it sounds like you're doing good stuff. It's bittersweet the way time evaporates. Soon your kids will be grown and there won't be anymore sleep overs. I'm sure your kids' friends are going to have good memories of these times too.
For this we should beat you? with what a cold noodle? How cool that the kids WANT to be with you. Going my SECOND round with teens, I realize that ehy are a lot like those calves over at PW's ranch. No table manners at all, but so glad to the see the source of what fills their stomachs and gives them love. The they run off bucking and kicking. The dress will be there when the kids are not. I thinks you have your priorities in good order mom.
Sewing kills me. I am awful at it. I've been bad about not visiting people's blogs. Not enough hours in the day.
Oooh, can't wait for the sewing tutorial. That should be fun. :)
Aurora has friends sleep over all the time and yeah it's weird how they wanna hangout with the mom eh. Oh well, I guess that means we're just cool moms!
*wields a wet noodle and screams at you*
wax and skate parks-- I know all about that! I miss my skater dude (I DON'T miss his moodiness) ;-)
I'm with Noble Pig on this one-- my hubby mends (and irons)-- hey they taught him that stuff in basic training, who am I to steal his thunder?
I bow down in awe to anyone who has sewing skills. It's something that has eluded me completely.
I hate to admit I have no idea how to thread a needle. Don't hurt me.
Crap. That was me.
I can thread a needle, but not for anything so useful as smocking a garment someone can wear - only for useless fripperies like needlepoint and crosstitch. It sounds like a good evening anyway. [it's called "Takee Outtee"? whoa!]
Since I sew everything by hand, your sewing expertise scares the patootie out of me, lol.
I always loved the girly sleepovers at our house, but not so much the boys since they always got too rowdy. I sure miss all that.
Why is it when on the computer that time can just evaporate? Looking forward to the reat of the tutorial. Sewing 101, too.
I can't wait until our kids are old enough for sleepovers. It that werid?
You sound like the greatest mom! I'd want to sit and see what you were doing, too!
PS, you weren't serious about the Mole being moles question were you?
OK, just incase you were, Mo-Le' (like Ole' with an M) is a sauce/style of cooking with a rich, dark sauce made of bitter chocolate and chili. It does not contain the rodent. Now, my yard...that's another story.
Isn't it wonderful when kids want to spend time with you? Still love your smocking... heck, I'm jealous of the stitches the surgeon put in my leg. I haven't sewn in years!
"Sewing 101 tutorial"
*clapping like a crazy woman*
Hubby just sewed on his own belt loop. I was supposed to do it. A year ago.
A consultant .. cool ... it never hurts to be the cool mom ...
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