Happy Vernal Equinox
Remember when I mentioned that spring was decidedly not in the air? Well, on its official first day, when my narcissus are poking through and the windows are open, the weather people predict summer-like temps. Happy spring, everyone! And very happy birthday to my bestie :)
Now that I’m feeling a bit refreshed, it’s time to jump back in. I definitely needed to step away from the computer for a bit. I’m trying to work out a system for myself, wherein I have allotted times for sewing, blogging, reading blogs, shop upkeep, work on a personal project, reading books, exercise, and of course time with my man and my pooch. And pesky chores. I definitely think transitioning from a 9-5 to a self-devised schedule is a challenge. It’s important to set tasks, goals, time frames, but just as important to have an open-minded approach, and I am trying to find the balance that works for me.
I’ve finished the changes to my jacket muslin, and my fancy zips arrived yesterday. These babies run so smoothly, and have a nice weight to them. I’ve decided against the sleeve zippers for a couple of reasons: the sleeves have plenty of room without them; I don’t want to go zipper overload on this motorcycle-inspired, but not motorcycle, jacket; and the cost of five YKK Excella zips, cut to size, was kind of bringing me down. Yes, I got all bougie and had them cut for me. Don’t judge this typically DIY gal – they’re nice zippers, and I didn’t want to flub up shortening metal zips, ruining the tape with my non-professional tools & skillz. As you can see from these photos, my DIY is definitely intact.
In between decompressing and getting comfortable cruising around on my bike, I made yogurt:
And saved the whey from the cheese, which Ry used in a dill boule. I don’t have a photo of the bread, but my husband does somewhere. Trust me, it’s delicious. The mayo came about because we wanted to make chicken salad sammies from the remainder of a roasted chicken, perfect match for the bread. After twirling every utensil around an empty mayo jar, I remembered the egg yolks saved from a recipe that only needed whites. Egg yolks + acid + oil + a TON of whipping = mayonnaise. I know mayo freaks some people out, but my god is this good.
Oh, and I have been sewing. Of course :) If your name is Sarah or Sheila, read no further, unless you have already opened a package from me. My two besties each have two gorgeous daughters, roughly the same age. I don’t think they’ve actually met, but I find this amusing, and very helpful when sewing. Of course, children’s bodies are as unique as adults’, so I hope my rough pattern drafting works out okay. I wanted to throw my finicky serger out the window by the end of this, but the Baby Lock will have to wait. Delayed gratification in a world that encourages instant gratification.
All of the fabric is from the stash, of course. The denim puff paint for the smaller feet and soles was used for one of the little girls last summer. I mysteriously have a ton of this fabric, and my genius friend suggested it be made into booties, for a non-skid sole. I’m non certain it will perform that function well, but it’s still super cute, no? The lining and yo-yo fabrics on the smaller pairs were used for the respective girls in unblogged projects when they were younger. I thought the yo-yos were not only cute (I’m addicted to them, remember), but possibly a good way to teach right from left. Googling the age that is learned sent me down an interwebs rabbit hole of competitive momming, so let’s just leave them at cute. And be okay with the buttons, which my responsible friends will wisely remove if they determine a danger. Okay? Okay.
The slippers came from this adorable pattern, available in baby, children’s and adult sizes! I so want my own pair, and to make up a handful for guests. I added a layer of batting for cushion. It made stitching the smaller sizes difficult with a 1/4″ SA, so I might adjust the pattern next time.
The skirts are self-drafted, and I hope they fit okay. As I mentioned, my serger was having none of it. None. Sometimes that thing runs along so smoothly, but a lot of the time it is utterly possessed. It’s old, inexpensive and probably is due for another servicing. The tiered skirts were meant to be longer, but I had a last-minute engineering revelation, post-hemming. I was originally going to stitch the red a few inches below the elastic, creating a false yoke. Instead, I stitched it to the elastic, which had already been applied to the ladybug print. Hopefully they aren’t scandalously short for toddlers! The fabric came from my mom’s stash, although I didn’t mention it at the time to avoid spoiling any surprises.
Right-o. Time to cut and sew. And enjoy the weather.