Wednesday, February 4, 2015

I've got 29 problems...

My stash of garments that I have plans to alter in some fashion or another has been piling up, and due to the chaos my sewing room descended into before Christmas, the pile has NOT been reduced.

Last night I went through my stash to document what I have so I could develop an attack plan. And I discovered that I have 29! 29 items on my to-do list! Ack! Which should I tackle first??
A size M shirt who's spaghetti straps have seen better days. It has a future as a summer dress for Serenity.

Super, duper, ginormously huge purple skirt. No concrete plans for Barney here, but it is a treasure trove of cheap fabric.

I've had this sweater for ages, but the cowl/turtleneck thing that it has going on is getting all stretched out, and has to go.

Another sweater I've had for ages. The binding around the neck is wearing out, so I have to figure out a solution so I can save my sweater!

A new acquisition in the sweater department. I love the pattern, but the darn thing fits like a box.  

I only got this for the lace. I hate everything else about it.

Love the color, love the pattern, hate the ruffles.

Fun & funky, but fits weird. But I have big plans for this, involving another item in my stash. :D

Super fun youth sized outfit. I may just hold on to this for use as a costume for a Christmas pageant. Otherwise, Serenity is going to have a fun, funky dress in the future. 
This is 6+ sizes too big for me, but the fabric was pretty....

Another item I picked up because I liked the pattern of the fabric. It fits like a gunny sack, though.

A new zipper and new trim around the waist will make this dress as good as new.

Once I figure out the logistics, this will become a tunic.

Fun fabric, but the straps are worn out. It either has a future as a skirt or as something for Serenity.

An iron and some alterations are all this needs to be a totally fab evening gown.

Totally 80's silk dress. The color is HORRIBLE for my skin tone. I see a dye bath and some reconstructive surgery in it's future.

This scarf has a future as an outfit for Serenity.

These scarves have a similar future planned as the previous scarf.

Size 0 silk skirt. I have a couple ideas, but nothing concrete yet.

Totally a granny dress. It smelled of mothballs when I rescued it from the Goodwill bin. When I'm done, it won't be recognizable.

A very much too big for me sheath dress. I have fun ideas for this one.

Black wool skirt. Too big, too long. It'll be a very easy fix, once I get around to it.

This dress fits like a glove, but I HATE the length. I got pregnant shortly after I got it, so it's been languishing in the upstairs closet, waiting for me to alter it.

Kimono!

I totally bought this one on the merits of the fabric. It's absolutely got a future as something for Serenity.
WAY too small in the bust to ever fit me, and totally awkward length as a skirt. But there's plans. Oh, yes, there's plans for it. 

The combo of blingy buttons and sequins are a bit much for me. New buttons are in it's imminent future.

Vintage coat that I rescued from Goodwill. A couple frog closures, and it'll be good as new.

Monday, December 15, 2014

'Tis the Season

Following religious pages on Facebook is a good thing & a bad thing. Good thing because it's easy access to inspiration through out the day/week. Bad thing because it's also easy access to negativity & hypocrisy in the comments sections.

Today a page that I follow posted the link to the beautiful Pentatonix version of "Mary Did You Know?"  I made a mistake. I read the comments. Because I forgot. 'Tis the Season that all the sanctimonious ultra-conservative people come out of the woodwork and in subtle (or not so subtle ways) tell you that you are going to go to hell if you celebrate Christmas because *gasp* it has PAGAN ROOTS! There were also the commenters saying, basically, that you can't listen to Pentatonix & be a good Christian because Pentatonix covers secular music.


I read a really good post last week about Christmas. The author posed very good point. All the anti-Christmas people seem to think that celebrating Christmas makes you an "accidental pagan", thus ascribing WAY more power to Satan than to the God they profess to worship. However, the God I believe in is bigger and kinder than that.

If you are a Christian and really want to live by not only the letter, but the spirit of God's word, then how about trying to follow the example of Jesus and look out for the poor, the downtrodden, the "least of these." Instead of standing on your holier-than-thou soapbox, get out and do some GOOD! There are so many charitable organizations that need help, through donations of time, money or items. Harshing on other peoples' holiday cheer from behind a computer screen is easy, sure, but it is absolutely not right, nor Christian. 

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Not Fair!

This afternoon did not go according to plan. After 3 hours of fighting to get Serenity down for a nap, she won. I was a frazzled, frustrated mess when hubby got home. And after HE rocked her for 5 minutes, she was asleep. So, naturally, the first words out of my mouth after he was done putting in her crib were "Not fair!"

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Don't Tell Me How To Fan

I have lived my entire life within a 1 hour radius of the Kansas City Metro area. This is an area that LOVE, LOVE, LOVES it's sports. Pro sports, semi-pro sports, college sports, high school sports; people eat it all up. Sports rivalries are a way of life.

And this October, one Kansas City team brought national attention, in a good way, to our love of sports. If someone had told me in April that the Royals would be in the World Series, I would have thought they were off their rocker. Sure, the Royals were doing better than they had for, well, most of my life, but a World Series seemed out of reach. I was just happy we weren't battling for last place in all of Major League Baseball, like a few years prior.

My dad raised me to love the Royals. Through thick & thin, good & bad years. (Although, he was never successful in getting me to love the Chiefs, because football...meh.)

Every year, like every other Royals fan I know, started out with the hope that maybe, just maybe, this year would be OUR year. The year that the Royals would break the drought and get into the playoffs.

2014 was finally that year. A season of cautious optimism growing into full-fledged OMG.I.can't believe.it.we're.in.the.WORLD.FREAKING.SERIES. This year's team rekindled our love of baseball.

Don't misunderstand me. Our love of baseball never died. Not even some of the worst seasons of baseball ever could completely extinguish that. No, what this season did was take that fitfully burning love and turn it into a wildfire of passion. We loved that they made baseball FUN again.

It's been an incredibly, fantastically fun season, and especially so in the post-season. Seeing Cain make seemingly impossible plays, watching Butler stealing bases or chugging from 1st to home, or the pure and absolute joy of having not just a good bullpen, but possibly the best in the MLB this season is just incredible.

So today, me, hubby & baby, and 10,000 other true blue loyal Royals fans gathered to say "Thank You!" to the team that has been so much fun to root for. It was great. And hopefully it somewhat lessened the sting for the team of having come sooooooooo close to taking the crown.

And then I made the mistake of reading comments on the news articles that covered the event this morning. Out of town/state people commenting telling us that we shouldn't celebrate the team that lost the World Series. Telling us that apparently we don't know how to celebrate properly.

So for you anonymous denizens of the internet that so clearly just don't get it, I have this to say. DON'T TELL ME HOW TO FAN!* Don't tell me how I should or should not support and thank these phenomenal athletes and men who gave it their all this post season. I believe that love should weather the good and the bad. Believe me, us true blue Royals fans have seen the bad, and a 1 run loss in game 7 of the World Series was not it. We went to games in the worst seasons in franchise history, watched as good players came and went, hoping, praying to have a good, complete team. We got that, and win or lose, we celebrated that today. So take your nay-saying, fair-weather fan malarky somewhere else. It doesn't fly here. GO ROYALS!


*I refuse to use the term fangirl due to its use in belittling and delegitimizing the fan experience of females, hence the potentially odd sounding phrasing.

Saturday, August 30, 2014

Ch-ch-ch-changes

The last couple of weeks have been a whirlwind. 2 weeks ago Thursday, I got a call from hubby's aunt. The company she works for was looking for a part time office manager assistant, and she was wondering if I'd be interested.

I had worked there as a temp shortly after I got laid off a couple years ago, and really liked it, so I said I'd be thrilled if she put my name into the running for the position.

The following Monday I got the word that I got the job. So the next day I put in my notice at Taco Bell. Made my boss and all my favorite co-workers sad.

This last Tuesday was my last day at Taco Bell, and I started my new job on Wednesday. All this after having a booth for my photography at a consignment sale the 5 days before. So I've been going non-stop for a week & a half.

So now I have a new job, but it's in the opposite direction from home as my babysitter, so now I have to find a new sitter.

I do not handle changes well, and the rapid pace of change the last two weeks has my head spinning. I am so exhausted just thinking about finding a sitter. It's times like this that being an introvert who can count close trusted friends on one hand really stinks. :(

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Serenity vs. the bully

This week, at just under 16 months old, Serenity had her first encounter with a bully.

She was at the sitter's on Monday when it happened. She was given a toy, and a little boy there wanted it. When she didn't give it to him, he bit her! However, she held on to the toy, and pushed him away.

She may have a mouth shaped bruise on her arm, but I am happy that she's able to stand up for herself. My baby girl is too tough & stubborn to let a bully get the best of her. :)