You know I like to blog a lot.
Truth is I am not firing on all cylinders at the moment and my half days feel like full days right now.
Yesterday was a great day by the way. The whole day.
Some sewing friends and I met up at one friend's house (where she has the most beautiful and well equipped sewing room of all time) for an afternoon of sewing and then a BBQ. This was my first social day out and man did I ever enjoy it.
I knit and gave my two cents worth on Sheila's tissue fit of two jackets, she makes beautiful jackets, and checked out Cindy's version of this skirt, which I have been mulling over since last summer:
It's a pattern, like many others, you really need to see in person before you can make up your mind. I sort of thought initially that the pockets looked like I should be selling hotdogs at the game, you know to keep change, or with one of those coin dispenser things on a belt, but it's far classier than that.
This, I realize, would be a perfect golf skirt, you could keep your tees and a couple of spare golf balls in there. Maybe some snacks, and it is an excellent housework skirt.
I could tear around here, when I am back to tearing around, picking up pins and putting them in those pockets before someone found them in their foot, spare buttons, single socks, dried dog food that someone named Rascal has transported to another room.
The possibilities are endless. Classy stuff. And I could make it in denim, which I still have left overs off.
And what do you know Vogue patterns are on sale on BVM this morning so obviously the sewing gods are right there with me on this one. Into the cart and checked out.
But that's all later.
Always one mental project ahead.
Which brings me to Vogue 8810.
Here it is, you tell me what you think and I will tell you what I think:
Old Navy belt instead of the tie in a bow over my stomach. I am not crazy.