Archive For 27 January 2012

What do I want? Sweets. When do I want ’em? Now.

What do I want? Sweets. When do I want ’em? Now.

I’ve been craving sweets lately and I’m just gonna go ahead and blame hormones. For one thing, I think that it’s actually true about hormonal cravings. And also, I’ve been doing pretty darn good with the non-sweets-eating, even through the holiday season. So there. I think I might indulge with one or all of these:…

Targeted

Really it’s articles like this one from the Washington Post that serve to remind me why I find dating as a single mother such a scary proposition: Vitasek [the 47-year-old child molester] often targeted financially struggling single mothers, helping them with material items and showering their sons with gifts and attention, authorities said. Yes, I’ll…

Potholders, for me this time
Savannah Swing Coat — in progress

Savannah Swing Coat — in progress

While at Quilt Market last October, I bought Kay Whitt’s lovely Savannah Swing Coat ($11 by Sew Serendipity). I love the vintage styling and the variations she included (cropped vs. hip-length, shortened sleeves vs. long sleeves, collar modifications). I’ve been holding onto it for months now, but finally got to making it last weekend. I’d…

Chuc mung nam moi

Chuc mung nam moi

Getting ready for Tet is always a tad overwhelming for me. I want to do far more than I am ever able to accomplish.But this year Jaymee came over early and helped me out with the cooking. She even made the Banana Flower Salad, from start to finish. And I wore my flip-flops to make…

Like I need another project

Like I need another project

Just got this beautiful new laminate from Dear Stella to make a raincoat. Hopefully I can find time to make it before the rain stops. Oh, wait. I live in Oregon–the rain never completely stops.

Goodbye Grandma

Goodbye Grandma

There are few people who have affected my life as much as this lovely woman. I met Dijuan Coates in 1985, the year I met the teenage boy who would become my husband. He would visit her, his grandmother, amid travels and then he and I would hang out, tromping through the hazelnut orchard that…

The Sewing Machine Song

Have you seen this? I can’t believe it took me so long to stumble onto it. While the lyrics are all fun and games, I can’t imagine the women who work in factory sewing are really so bonded to their sewing machines. Me on the other hand? I love my little black machine. And yeah,…

Ending with new beginnings

Ending with new beginnings

As a Christmas gift/bonus, my boss gave each of us a gift certificate to Cool Cottons, one of my favorite local fabric shops. One of the things I really love about it is how they organize the fabrics by color and not collection like the enormously overwhelming, but fantastic to have locally Fabric Depot. I…

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