Archive for September, 2009

Announcement.

Wednesday, September 30th, 2009

I am taking this moment to tell you that:

a. I have a compulsion to buy fabric, but I have somehow managed to go TWO MONTHS without a single purchase. (And I think I might die.)

b. The wedding invitations are just about done… or at least the colors have been picked… or… well… thought about. Yeah. SLACKER. Or indecisive. Or both really. But the wedding is 248 days away (Thanks “Big Day Lite” app) which is 35 weeks and 3 days away (thanks TI-83).

Better get the craft bug in gear!

Good old brother-in-law

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

Just in case you were wondering, I can’t wait to make his vanilla ice cream chocolate cake for his birthday! Yum!

And halibut!

Wedding keeps getting closer

Monday, September 21st, 2009

So this week I have to finish up the preliminary wedding invitation designs. I keep tossing between having cartoon images of Eric and I or going a totally different way and having some abstract, funky-colored mum designs on the invitations.

I am positive that these are going to be “packages” and not just a single piece of paper… or several loose cards in an envelop. I have grand plans that include using a small brad paper fastener to hold the package together.

I also have this idea where people who are involved in different activities get more information in their package. So for example, guests invited to the rehearsal dinner will have additional information in their package. Any set-up committee will have additional information. The only problem with this grand idea… well the only two that I can think of… is that it means more designing… and careful envelop stuffing. Because I certainly don’t want to end up with the entire guest list at the rehearsal dinner. You know what I mean?

Perhaps by the end of this week I can post two wedding invites and we can all vote on what we like. How does that sound?

I don’t get it.

Wednesday, September 16th, 2009

I don’t get adults on razor scooters. It just seems strange. Those things are so small. And most adults look like giants on them. Plus they are noisy. And people just zip around on the sidewalk like it is no one’s business. I almost was hit three times coming in this morning.

The Next Frontier.

Tuesday, September 15th, 2009

So as I mentioned a while back, I am working my way up to resizing a pattern in a foreign language. My steps to achieve this goal are:

1. Resize a pattern written in English. Which I have done. The pattern I picked for this process was ideal. It was a total fluke that I picked out such an appropriate pattern. But you know what, this explanation needs a post of its own with graphics. So let’s just say that my first goal is under my belt.

2. Understand fitting techniques. Because this first pattern was mostly easy to resize, I wanted to do a little more research on fitting. Not just because I am going to try and make a garment several sizes bigger than the original pattern, but most of the garments in both of the Japanese pattern books are not fitted. They are very loosey goosey. Which looks great on small, thin women but not on me.

3. Make sure I have enough research under my belt. This was a lot of internet searching, whereby I found a few blogs that I now frequent. By far, the best information I have found on sewing Japanese patterns was at Label-free.

I also checked out a couple of books from the library:
fit1fit2

Let me tell you something about this these books. I like them both. However, the author of the first book “Sewing for Plus Sizes” left strange, accosting comments to anyone who gave her book less than a three star review on Amazon. And that is just inappropriate and unprofessional behavior. People are entitled to having their opinion. Which makes me lean towards buying the other book for a reference.

So I have completed two out of three tasks. I might have even traced out a dress pattern from one of the Japanese pattern books, but you don’t know.

Disappointment is…

Wednesday, September 9th, 2009

…seeing a Dunkin Doughnuts commercial and not knowing where the closest one is.