Jeans from Goodwill: less successful with time

The jeans I bought at Goodwill over the weekend don’t actually fit me, it turns out.  Fresh out the dryer they were great in a slightly loose way, and now that I’ve worn them several days they’ve stretched out and are not my size. I’m still wearing them in the comfort of my own home, and as I sit here on the futon half my butt is sticking out and two inches of underwear is showing all around because they’ve fallen down my hips.  Solution: wear them one day then put in the dryer again.

I like wearing loose pants, they make me feel slender.

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October 28, 2008. Words. 1 comment.

Vote for me!

Vote for the apron I made for the last apron swap: http://fas3gallery.blogspot.com/! It’s on the right side, called Donna N’s Running of the Bulls. I don’t know what the prize is, but I totally want to win!

October 27, 2008. Words. 1 comment.

Weekend activities, in list format

Things I did this weekend:

  • Slept 12 hours on Friday night.
  • Cleaned up dog poop in the sun room because she didn’t get to go out for 12 hours and can’t hold it that long.
  • Spent 2 1/2 hours in Joann shopping for apron fabric and material for my friend’s baby quilt.  Everything was on sale which saved us a lot of money, but we also had to wait an extra hour for fabric cutting and at the register because there were so many people there.
  • Bought a flirty dress at Goodwill for this coming Saturday’s Zombie Prom.  The theme of the party: zombies who are attending prom.  The dress is knee-length, purple with a black tulle overlay, and has a couple inches of netting peeking out the bottom.  I’m going for a recent cadaver look, with blue lips and nails, pale pale skin (done!), and a hospital morgue wristband & toe tag.
  • Bought a pair of jeans at Goodwill.
  • Found a pair of jeans in my dining room: size 0 American Eagle.  That is not my size, unless a whole lot of muffin top is a desired look, in which case they fit perfectly.  I don’t know where they came from.
  • Waited in the Goodwill parking lot in the dark with my friend for her AAA to come jump my car, when a regular car jump attempt didn’t work.  Their cables have higher amps and a stronger assistant battery.  Note: I also need to get jumper cables of my own, and an emergency car kit in general with a blanket, flares, flashlight, whatever else is supposed to go in those.
  • Signed up for AAA of my own this afternoon.  Called AAA a few minutes later to come do a battery replacement for me because the car wouldn’t start again today.  Paid them $150 for battery & labor, which was totally worth it for the at-home service.
  • Cut out the pieces for my Hot Drinks for Hot Mamas apron swap.

October 26, 2008. Words. Leave a comment.

Time to make a quilt, perhaps?

I’m going to help a friend make a baby quilt for her sister, who is due in March. She hasn’t really done any sewing before, which shouldn’t be much of a problem with a simple quilt design, maybe just squares or a few half-square rectangles. We’re shopping for fabrics this weekend, which will hopefully give us enough time to complete it without any stress. She’s going to be doing most of the work at my house, one of the reasons to start now.

It’s about time for me to work on another quilt of my own, or more accurately another gift. I also have three aprons to make, two of which need to be in the mail by the end of the month (thus, the Joann Fabric trip this Saturday). My studio is still filled with open boxes waiting to be unpacked and organized. The idea was that my projects could be corralled in my sewing room — which I call my studio because I am a, how you say, artiste — and I’d be productive all the time. Instead, it’s hard to do any work because it’s a mess and there’s no place to spread out the fabric.

I’ve been reading a blog, Crazy Mom Quilts, and it is in fact crazy how much this woman gets done. I am astounded and inspired every time I see read her posts. Where does she find the time to do all these projects and then add it all to the blog? Sure, I’m fairly certain that she doesn’t have a job (ok, ok, an outside-the-home-paying-job) which frees up those hours during the workweek, but still. It’s amazing. One of her recent posts received 92 comments so she has a following of many others who are also impressed.

Here’s a picture of my last quilt, a gift for my cousin Gretchen. Hopefully it will inspire me to start another quilt.

October 21, 2008. Pictures, Projects, Words. 2 comments.

Pattern collection: Men’s Vest and pants, 1969

A week or two ago the postwoman delivered a surprise box for me from my aunt filled with hilarious and awesome patterns from the 60s, 70s, and a few from later years. In addition to the inherent fun of these vintage patterns, there’s the bonus joy of knowing that she actually made these clothes, you know, to wear. Some of them are basic skirts, blouses, and jackets, and others are fantastically dated outfits. I had fun guessing the year as I went through the box; maybe half of them had a copyright date. She added a little note on my favorite, which has a copyright date of 1969: “Suit jackets were out & vests in, in the late 60s. I made several for Sandy.” I’d love to see pictures, please…

I can’t decide which version is my favorite. The first man has that gleeful early 70s mustache and belt, and then the second chose a turtleneck and fuzzy (fuzzy!) version of the vest, while the third is wearing a tie as though the vest really is an office-appropriate replacement for a jacket, just as her note says.

If my sewing skills are up to it, some people should be expecting a few handmade Christmas gifts this year…

October 20, 2008. Pictures, Projects, Words. 4 comments.

Look at me, at home on a workday!

I planned two vacation days for myself today and tomorrow so here I am, sitting in my living room at 3:25 on a Monday.  So far I’ve slept until 12:30 — lots of sleep is my main objective when taking days off work — and gone to lunch with my brother at a pizza place.  In an hour I’m treating him to “Mamma Mia!” at the $3 theater, which is actually maybe a mile from my office so it’s almost like I’m going to work.  I could have done all these things yesterday, too, and yet they’re somehow sweeter knowing that it’s a workday.

October 20, 2008. Words. Leave a comment.

Artichokes: possibly not worth the effort

I tried a recipe for baked artichokes that yielded passable results for probably too much work.  Wash them, snip off the stabby parts at the end of each leaf, slice them in half, scrape out the inedible fuzz at the center, rub with lemon to prevent excessive browning, add a garlic-olive oil-oregano mixture, bake for 50 minutes,…  It was a lot of work and time for something that was only pretty good.

October 20, 2008. Words. 3 comments.

I like magazines

I stopped at Target on the way to work this morning to use their plumbing. (Ours was fixed today, you’d never even know the front yard had a big ditch and baby Bobcat parked on it last night.) I also bought an Us Weekly magazine as incentive and reward for my recent gym activity. I did 1:10 on the elliptical this evening, getting in my 30-90 minutes of exercise as recommended by pretty much everybody who makes these kinds of recommendations. I still have half the magazine to read next time — I also watched “The Office” on closed-captioning — and I took home a copy of Family Circle to read before returning in a bit.

I have subscriptions to the following magazines:

  • Time
  • O: The Oprah Magazine
  • Real Simple
  • Craft
  • People (a present from somebody last Christmas, I still don’t know who, thank you anonymous gifter!)
  • USA Hockey (not really mine, it comes with his recreation league hockey membership, but I read it more than he does.)

I would enjoy subscriptions to:

  • Good Housekeeping
  • Family Circle
  • Woman’s Day
  • Us Weekly
  • Newsweek
  • Lucky
  • Taste of Home

If I had extra money lying around I’d get two or three dozen magazines every month, easy, considering that some of them are weekly. What would I do with all of them? Bring them to the gym, leave them in the breakroom at work, keep the bathroom fully stocked, give them to friends. What I do now, basically, but on a grander scale.

I’ve always liked magazines. When I was maybe 15 I subscribed to Country and its sister publication Gardens and Flowers or something like that, and probably their cousin Taste of Home for awhile. I looked forward to my mom’s Guidepost and Reader’s Digest to arrive every month too. Maybe one day I’ll work for a magazine. I’ll be your editorial assistant any day, Susan K. Reed editor in chief of O!

Edit: I just reread my magazine lists again, and I’m pretty sure that I’m a 41-year-old married working mother of two.

October 16, 2008. Words. 2 comments.

$3800 pop quiz

When you flush the toilet, it should empty into:
a) the shower drain, bubbling up until the shower floor is filled with two inches of standing sewage
b) the bathroom floor after the toilet and shower overflow
c) a ditch in the front yard where the emergency plumbing team is laying new pipe to connect the mangled house line to the city system but they weren’t able to actually hook it up before leaving for the night
d) who needs a toilet when you can pee in the backyard

October 15, 2008. Words. 2 comments.

Sometimes, when you have a dog

Sometimes, when you have a dog, you buy cans of bison dog food because you’re at Sunflower Market and need to buy dog food and they have fancy, byproduct-free, sustainable-farm bison dog food. Your dog is old and now eats canned food mixed with dry food and she loves it. She dances around like a puppy while you mix up her dish, and runs ahead of you whenever you head into the kitchen in a manner that suggests perhaps it’s breakfast or dinnertime. You discover that her coat gets especially shiny and even softer now that she eats fancy canned food.

Sometimes, when you have a dog, you give her a small serving of bison, which looks just like all the other flavors of canned dog food, so that her system has time to adjust to the new food. Sometimes you just have to wait to see if she’ll throw up.

October 7, 2008. Dog, Words. 1 comment.

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