Twirly circle skirts for The Princess.

The Princess, aka Hurricane, refuses to wear pants or shorts of any kind. She insists on wearing only skirts and dresses. So to accomodate her girly style and save money, I’ve decided to try my hand at making her some clothes. I bought this pattern at Wal-Mart:

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I’m not very savvy when it comes to patterns.  My brain just doesn’t seem to “get it”. The first attempt took me forever.  I learned that you can’t skip steps.  Or at least I can’t. I decided not to make the bias binding for the bottom and just hem it. It’s a circle skirt.  It looks terrible lol. But for my first attempt,  I don’t think it’s all that bad. 

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I found this polka dot fabric and couldn’t wait to make something girly with it. I bought the plain t-shirt at Hobby Lobby and added the fabric flower.  Also a first for me.  I think it came out cute and The Princess loves it.

The second skirt went much easier and faster because this time I knew what I was doing.  I bought the shirt at Wal-Mart and decided to make the skirt to match.  I bought cheap broadcloth for this one. I also used a scrap piece of pink fabric and tulle to make the flower for the skirt (I simply call it a floofy). The Princess doesn’t like this one as much (“I want a blue flower on the skirt!”) But I think it’s adorable. I also hemmed this one but I pinned it like crazy first and it came out much better.

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I foresee many more twirly skirts in our future.  Quick,  easy,  and fun :-). Not to mention CHEAP.  :-)

Twirly circle skirts for The Princess.

The Princess, aka Hurricane, refuses to wear pants or shorts of any kind. She insists on wearing only skirts and dresses. So to accomodate her girly style and save money, I’ve decided to try my hand at making her some clothes. I bought this pattern at Wal-Mart:

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I’m not very savvy when it comes to patterns.  My brain just doesn’t seem to “get it”. The first attempt took me forever.  I learned that you can’t skip steps.  Or at least I can’t. I decided not to make the bias binding for the bottom and just hem it. It’s a circle skirt.  It looks terrible lol. But for my first attempt,  I don’t think it’s all that bad. 

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I found this polka dot fabric and couldn’t wait to make something girly with it. I bought the plain t-shirt at Hobby Lobby and added the fabric flower.  Also a first for me.  I think it came out cute and The Princess loves it.

The second skirt went much easier and faster because this time I knew what I was doing.  I bought the shirt at Wal-Mart and decided to make the skirt to match.  I bought cheap broadcloth for this one. I also used a scrap piece of pink fabric and tulle to make the flower for the skirt (I simply call it a floofy). The Princess doesn’t like this one as much (“I want a blue flower on the skirt!”) But I think it’s adorable. I also hemmed this one but I pinned it like crazy first and it came out much better.

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I foresee many more twirly skirts in our future.  Quick,  easy,  and fun :-). Not to mention CHEAP.  :-)

So it’s been almost a year … wow … time for an update

Let’s see …

-I got single again
-Graduated from college
-Finished a quilt top
-Got certified
-Went through some really big life changes and stress stuff
- Started dating my best guy friend
-Got addicted to Pinterest
-Moved
-Started remodeling the bathroom
-Got a new car
-Got my RRT
-Start a new job next week at Children’s Hospital

I haven’t accomplished much else but here are a few random pics … in no particular order …

Made these at Christmas with the kids & fella:

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Made this wreath:

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Fit into these jeans: (just barely lol)

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Cooked this batch of awesomeness:

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Made my own laundry detergent:

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Went to Hurricane’s first dance recital:

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Planted this:

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Painted these:

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Made this:

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Ate this and felt no guilt:

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Played in the dusting of snow we got:

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Adopted another cat (she thinks I’m furniture):

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Lost this guy *cry*:

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I’m sure there is more but i can’t think at this late hour.

I’ll try to update again soon :-)

Amy

What? Me? Procrastinate? Never! Ok maybe a little…

So I started this quilt for my neice, like, a year ago.  Before she was born.  Her first birthday party is Saturday so I figured I better (finally) get it done.  It’s been sitting on my sewing table, neatly folded, waiting for binding this whole time.  Seriously.  I’m ashamed of my procrastination sometimes.  So here it is.  Pink, brown, and cream, and oh so cute!  I really like how this turned out and it was pretty quick to do.  You know, if I had done it all at one time like a normal person would.  The colors aren’t showing well in this pic.  The pink doesn’t blend that well with the cream background.  Well, to me it doesn’t.  Anyhoo… here it is.  Late is better than never, right?

A few months ago I started cutting fabric to make my own quilt but I got sidetracked with school, work, kids, etc., and haven’t been back to it.  I had to move the pile of fabrics to get to my sewing space today and it made me think that I really need to pick it back up.  I have more time this quarter, kinda, so maybe I can get in the mood to do it.  I’m really sick of my old comforter.  And frankly, I’m embarrassed that I don’t have a quilt on my bed.  I even looked at coverlets and quilts in stores to find something to do until I finished mine.  How shameful!  I couldn’t find anything I liked, at all.  That just further enforced my will to finish my quilt.  I just gotta start on it first.  Maybe tomorrow… lol.

“Do What?”

There are many blogs out there in blogland that talk about how much they love the South.  “You know you’re from (fill in any city or geographical area) when” or the “if you understand all of this, then you must be from (again, any city or area)” lists.  While these posts, articles, and lists are mostly true and always make me smile, they are a little over-done.  So instead of an “I love the South” blog today, I’m going to veer in a specific direction.

Today, I was reminded of one thing about the South that I love.  I was at Sonic getting a corn dog and sweet tea for lunch.  (That right there ought to tell you how Southern I am without further explanation.)  I told the girl over the speaker that I wanted ketchup and mustard. Well, I tried, but I got tongue tied and that isn’t exactly what came out.  Her reply was, “do what?”. Now, in the South, “Do what?” is an expression of “I do not understand what you just said, can you repeat it?”  It can also serve as an expression of disbelief.  Instead of “No way!”, “no you didn’t!”, or “shut up!” (all as expressions of disbelief), the speaker says “Do WHAT?!”  See what I’m getting at here?  The way in which “do what?” is articulated determines if the speaker is being genuine or rude.  If said with an arched eyebrow and tilted head, then it is most likely an expression of “I can’t believe you just said that, or I dare you to repeat it” and you might want to rethink your statement and take a step back.  If said in a slack-faced, lazy way “Dew whut?” probably means that the other person totally didn’t understand a word you said or you’ve asked for something so totally rediculous that the person needed to hear it again.  Repeat your statement more slowly and with emphasis on important words.  These two words can say a lot.  I’m pretty sure that I do not say this because I’ve always made it a point NOT to.  I find it very unprofessional and not easily understood outside of Alabama.  However, it tickles me every time I hear someone say it.  It is a TRUE Southern expression just as much as “bless your heart” and “Lawd have mercy.”  It may even be unique to Alabama.  I’m pretty sure I’ve never heard it anywhere else.

So, as promised, not an “I love the South” blog, but just one thing that I do love about Southern people.

Where the hell is that cleaning fairy???

My house is a wreck.  I mean, wow, it’s bad.  It looks like it’s been ransacked and I am not exaggerating.  Huge pile of dirty dishes.  HUGE HUGE pile of clean clothes that has multiplied and spread all over the living room (yall know how much I love doing laundry). Junk on the kitchen table.  Junk on the kitchen counters.  Junk on all the floors.  UGH!  I would DIE, like, fall over DEAD from embarrassment, if anyone popped in on me right now.  The problem is that I do not have any time.  Between school and work (that’s 7 days a week) and kids (the rest of my imaginary free time), I have no time to clean.  I don’t even cook anymore!  And if you know me, your mouth is hanging open in shock.  When I do have a free minute, I prefer to sleep.  My sleep bank account is majorly overdrawn.  The Sandman is hanging around me at all times waiting for my daily deposit of shut-eye.  And he overpowers me at the most inopportune times, like when I’m in class, to demand payment.  So, that being said… I overslept this morning.  I turned the alarm off in a half-sleeping stupor.  So I didn’t make it to clinical today.  My head is killing me but I’m going to clean house today.  I need some motivation, though. I mean, other than complete shame over the state of my living quarters.  My get-up-and-go got up and went a long time ago.  Ok, time to “get off this box”, as my mom says, and get started.  I’m taking Hurricane (who has been named The Princess because she loves pink, anything sparkly, and wearing dresses 24/7) to daycare then coming back and getting started.  Yes, I am.  If you are a friend of mine on Facebook and you haven’t heard from me in another day or two, send out the search party.  I might have been eaten by the mountain of laundry and the little munchkins that I imagine live in there lol.  Come on, you know they exist.  Why else would all of your socks (and undershirts) go missing in the wash?

Goodbye, Soldier

Today was a sad day.  Today an American soldier was laid to rest.  No, he did not die in battle but he left a piece of himself behind in Vietnam.  He was a good man with a big heart.  He was a son, a father, a brother, and an uncle.  He loved animals, children, his family, his country, and most of all, his son.  His son was his pride and joy and his reason for living.  I’m thankful that he lived to see him graduate from college and get get engaged.

I never had the pleasure of knowing him before he went to Vietnam;  I only knew him after.  He was always quiet, reserved, and very private.  I never heard him say an unkind word about anyone.  His love of books and reading was profound and he instilled that love in me and my sister at a young age.  I remember him saying that books could take you anywhere, let you experience anything, and open your mind.  How right he was.  Last year alone I read over 50 books.  My enthusiasm for reading started with him.  He also loved his fish.  I don’t remember a time that he didn’t have at least two aquariums. His passion for salt water aquariums was almost contagious.  I’ll never be able to watch a clown fish frolic and play in an anemone without smiling and thinking of him.

The man I knew struggled with PTSD, alcoholism, and depression but he never once complained or laid his troubles on anyone else.  He was a good man, broken by war.  It is such a shame that a man who gave so much of himself for his country had to have such a sparse and paltry memorial service.  He led a simple life with little need for material possessions or wealth.  His family has lived a life of poverty and struggle as well.  I find it shameful that our government could not provide a proper burial for one of its sons.  His ashes will be scattered along one of his favorite creek banks and placed on his father’s grave.  I’m sure he would have liked that.  His family was able to say goodbye to him today.  Time will heal the heartache, but he will not be forgotten.

Rest in peace, Uncle Herman.

Herman Jones Nov 3, 1950- Dec 23, 2011

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