so three people at work asked about my long weekend. the conversation went something like this...what did you do? sew? and me saying i do other shit. and yes.
when i woke up to the snow i knew i would stay in all day in my new bunny sweats that say whatever!, putter around the internet, and maybe sew something. anyway i looked at the closet and knew i had to do something. not finish the quilt hanging up there but instead i decided to make a new door. so i took out the plastic one (and i have the blisters to prove it) and sewed this one. (i didnt sew all those pieces together. that would have taken much longer than 29 minutes).
and here is a close up.
and then i made these matching curtains. i managed to finish these projects while watching karate kid I, II, and III. what i am trying to say is it was a great holiday.
16 comments:
You must be so happy now.
Tell me your sweats don't actually say "whatever".
well they say YEAH whatever. does that make it better?
and please dont forget the bunny.
That makes it way, way worse.
it was just last sunday i was thinking about my friends and their clothing styles. lisa you are definitely the classiest dresser. i was thinking i wish you rubbed off on my more. however, i cant help but decorate like a grandma and dress like a colorblind thirteen year old who likes DI.
nat is reverting to her pre-teen years in many areas. i trust you've all seen her dream tattoo?
but anyway, i have yoga pants that say "i love zack morris" on the ass, and kermit the frog sweats. so whatever.
well i am testing my dream tatoo on a target audience. these are the responses i have gotten so far:
1) you will hate that in a couple of years
2) um please dont
3) seriously?
Is it a tattoo of a dreamcatcher?
The entire text of DRMLKJR's I Have a Dream speech?
that gives me an idea. maybe i should start telling people i had a dream i should get this particular tattoo. that way they would tell me my subconscious has bad taste. and i could say something like screw you.
btw those were both good, although wrong, guesses. think jr. high...
becky -
where in the WORLD did you find zack morris yoga pants? i'm so jealous
I'm really the classiest? wow, that's flattering. But for some reason I associate the word "classy" with "old". So are you just saying I'm the oldest (which I am)?
Also, I think if we're talking Middle School, your dream tattoo has got to be some boy's initials. Or the anarchy symbol.
you are definately the classiest. classy funky though which should negate any "oldness" associated with the word.
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