This is for Mandy and Marge.
And oh yeah, nearly two weeks into March, I finally update my header to something a little Irishy. I’ll try to update again before Easter, to make up for it.
Monthly Archives: March 2008
along the side of the road
As Scott and I are tooling down the highway on our way to work Monday morning, we see a guy up ahead, standing next to his SUV, which is pulled over on the shoulder. Scott says, “That guy is peeing.” “No. He wouldn’t right there. (Guy, who was standing in a traditional peeing stance, but couldn’t possibly have been peeing RIGHT THERE, now very clearly zips up and starts to walk back to the driver’s side of his truck.) DUDE. There is a giant tree TWENTY FEET away.” Scott chuckles. “I bet he feels MUCH better now.” “I don’t get it! I mean, this isn’t exactly in the middle of nowhere. The exits are only a MILE apart. I can SEE Target from here!”
I still don’t understand.
Filed under Shoot, I forgot to add tags again
The Blouse To Be
I’ve gotten as far as roughly draping fabric over my dress form (a thousand thank-yous to Erin for letting me have her old form):
So I hope it will look a little something like that, but a bit neater and more trim, by the end of the week.
I have a fab-yoo-lous vintage dress that I bought specifically to wear to Viva this year, but I forgot that the very complicated top is too big (surprise, surprise). I culled it from the list of items to pack, but Erin and Megan got pouty. Of course, Erin immediately researched Denver metro to find me a tailor whom I would trust with my vintage gear (she needs a few items altered as well), and came up with a woman who comes highly recommended. I’ll try to remember to call her tomorrow and see if we can arrange something in my ever-shorter time frame. Not only does that dress need some adjusting, but I have some jeans that would work better as capris, and a vintage dress/jacket set that is twice my size. The seamstress would have to work a miracle on that one, but I think it’s worth having her take a look.
Overall, a good weekend. I saw friends, I spent some time with my mom, I made a dent in some of the housecleaning. Both cats snuck outside, and Supercat (who can leap a 6-foot fence in a single bound) was so surprised to be on the other side of the door that he forgot what to do once he got there. If he remains oblivious, I’m happy to let him out more often. C’mon, Springtime!
This post is not about sewing
No, Thursday’s project dealt with vibrators.
Yeah, that got your attention.
You see, I was trying to apply for a position writing product reviews for an online retailer, and the application process hinges upon my submitting a writing sample. This retailer would like to see 300-500 words about a vibrator. If you’ve read any of my previous posts, you know that words usually come easily to me. I can write at length about practically nothing. Here’s this opportunity to write about an actual, tangible object… one with which I am coincidentally familiar… and for the life of me, I cannot seem to come up with 300 words. And that’s just the bare minimum! My current word count on the product is at 232, and that includes the noise- and vibration-level ratings. Something I had never particularly thought about until it was time to write an in-depth review. I’m not giving up yet, it’s only been one night, but I’m really not sure how much more I can say. I don’t want to read other writers’ reviews, because I don’t want to be influenced by anyone else’s writing style, but to my readers: What details would you most appreciate reading in a review of a vibrator? Keep in mind, the product details (dimensions, features) are clearly listed on the main product page. If I mention them in the review, it needs to be in relation to its use.
I am so very glad that my father doesn’t read my blog.
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*Unintentional double entendres highlighted for the pleasure of the Saints & Pinners. “Everything in bowling is dirty!”
I’ve been replaced by a Pod Person
What is this? It took me three months to sew my first skirt (a simple A-line) this summer/fall, and now I’ve finished three in a week?
This is the first time I’ve sewn a brocade, and the fabric was wigglier than I expected. I used a scrap of coordinating poly-satin for the facing, and, since I have sewn satin before, I should have known better. It’s like trying to tattoo a live fish. Luckily, all of the wonky bits are hidden on the inside of the garment.
More after the break…
shoes and pie 