We recently had a visit from the in-laws. I’ve decided to take advantage of the clean house — namely the clean dining room table — to start a sewing project just for moi. I’m making myself a new dress. I originally thought I’d do something knee-length, but when I draped the material on Her Ladyship (my dressmaker’s dummy), I just loved all that fabric. Here’s what I’m working with:
Isn’t it gorgeous? I actually saw a dress made out of this same fabric when I was visiting my Dad in CA. A lady at church was wearing it. I had to ask her if she’d made it herself, or if someone had done it for her. She was a bit embarrassed that I knew, but I assured her it was only because I had purchased the same fabric for myself. She did a fabulous job on her dress. Totally looked like it came from a department store. Hopefully, mine will be just as beautiful. I’m excited. I can’t remember the last time I had a new dress. I think BratzBasher was still in her princess phase.
Anyway…I’ll post a pic when the dress is finished so that you can all “ooh” and “aah” over it. That’s not vanity. It’s a public service. Just kidding.
Meanwhile, BB has entered a bit of a snotty phase. I know, I know…get used to it. Well, I’m working on not having to be used to it, if you know what I mean. I’m the parent. I don’t have to take cr** from the very child I brought into this world. I deserve some respect, by golly. I don’t expect that to happen right away, though. BB’s a teenager now, and I have a feeling this phase will take a while. So when did y’all’s teenagers start being teenagers? Thirteen? Fourteen? Eight? The womb? I’m just curious.
By the way…in case you were wondering if it was a good or a bad thing…the visit with Merkin’s parents was good. They’re both diabetic, so Merkin altered our menu for them. He actually made salad for dinner. Salad! BB opted for a chicken and spinach wrap, though. She doesn’t do salad. More for the rest of us. I love salad. My favorite is O’Charley’s California Chicken Salad. Yummm. That’s some good stuff. And here I am talking about food. I must need to eat something. We have some cantaloupe in the fridge. Mmm…cantaloupe. Off to the kitchen with me.
Happy Fourth, everyone!