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lamia_prime) wrote2005-08-10 08:53 am
lamia_prime) wrote2005-08-10 08:53 am
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Sewing and writing are very similar. Yeah, you can pull it outta yer bum, but it's better by far if you're inspired. And then you don't have to go back and edit.
This morning before I left for work I finished the g/d tablecloth for the f'ing Pennsic gift. A simple design, a simple stitch, no fill, just outline, and should have taken me a few hours. It took weeks. Weeks of dragging it back and forth between home and office. Weeks of trying like hell to alternately ignore it and being unable to morally justify doing so, and forcing myself to do just a FEW stitches on it. It's quite pretty, visually, if not my best work, and I am so g/d glad that it is FINISHED FINISHED FINISHED DEAR LORD FINISHED. Sick of looking at it, sick of thinking about it, sick of working on it.
If it were some sort of involved peerage scroll that's been months of constant attention, magnifying glass work with a 4x0 brush, back-breaking and squinting... If it were a handmade garment of endless yardage and finished seams... Yeah, I'd understand the relief and disgust, but frankly, this was a throwaway, and doesn't deserve the attention I have been forced to pay to it for this long. My own damn fault, blah blah, should've just done it and gotten it over with etc etc whatever.
But it is DONE and now I only have to wash the stench of hubby's gross cigs out of it and pack it away for Pennsic. Then I hand it to Temair and wash my hands like Pilate. I never got around to embroidering the napkins. Do we think that is gonna happen now?
*snort*
Yeah, I'll get right on that, ignoring the rest of my To Do List.
Still To Do before Saturday morning:
Finish my new self-supporting cotte Fought with that g/d m/f thing thing last night through "Ghost Ship" and half of "Tomb Raider" before I threw up my hands in utter disgust and went to dick around on the computer. Walking to work this am I realized that I hadn't trimmed away the excess on the right shoulder before trying to pin the linen to the bodice lining, and that was the likely solution. Once I attach the lining to the bodice, I bang in the center gore, hand stitch down the hidden front cording, and bring it to mom's for buttonhole duty.
Finish hubby's white linen cotte The white thread is hidden under some black thread on the bobbin. What my costume teacher used to refer to as "chameleon" heh. Hey, when you are using an antique machine that is made by a company that doesn't even exist any more, you don't have a lot of bobbins available for convenient purchase at the local JoAnne's. Anyway. Have to stitch down the front. Back the collar. Attach the collar to the cotte. Hem and cuff. Bring to mom's for button holing.
Go to mom's She picked up her machine from the shop this morning HURRAH, we'll go over tomorrow, so that I can slam buttonholes on hubby's last 3 cottes and my (hopefully finished by then) cotte. Yeah, sure, I can and should sew buttonholes by hand in a period manner and with silk thread on these garments but you know what? You can BITE me. I am willing to sew ONE garment's worth, but 6? Kiss my sweet patootie!![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
absolutfailure, sweetie, love you to death, glad you have new clothes, but I told hubby that if he outgrew THESE, I'd divorce the fat fuck. Pick up spare lantern for inside the pavilion. Give apartment keys to mom so that she can check on the cats while we're away. Give her some $ for gas.
Drugstore Went to KMart and the Dollar Store last night, but still need supplies. Non latex condoms are apparently NOT available at our local KMart. Deoderant. Votive candles. Brownie mix. Film. Camera battery (they are $6+ wtf??) Did get a cute little folding aluminum table, that makes me happy.
Finish packing That does require laundry, alas.
Cook Brownies, cookies. Gotta buy some boneless chicken. Marinate the flank steak. Cooking happens Friday night. But at least this year I'm not in the kitchen with no A/C, the oven roaring away while I saute on three pans at once while also packing AND finishing a kingdom gift at 11pm at night. Nosirree!
We'll buy water and beer en route. Wrote to the MIL that we'd pick up the van on Saturday. Wrote to mom that we'd be over tomorrow night.
What am I forgetting?
This morning before I left for work I finished the g/d tablecloth for the f'ing Pennsic gift. A simple design, a simple stitch, no fill, just outline, and should have taken me a few hours. It took weeks. Weeks of dragging it back and forth between home and office. Weeks of trying like hell to alternately ignore it and being unable to morally justify doing so, and forcing myself to do just a FEW stitches on it. It's quite pretty, visually, if not my best work, and I am so g/d glad that it is FINISHED FINISHED FINISHED DEAR LORD FINISHED. Sick of looking at it, sick of thinking about it, sick of working on it.
If it were some sort of involved peerage scroll that's been months of constant attention, magnifying glass work with a 4x0 brush, back-breaking and squinting... If it were a handmade garment of endless yardage and finished seams... Yeah, I'd understand the relief and disgust, but frankly, this was a throwaway, and doesn't deserve the attention I have been forced to pay to it for this long. My own damn fault, blah blah, should've just done it and gotten it over with etc etc whatever.
But it is DONE and now I only have to wash the stench of hubby's gross cigs out of it and pack it away for Pennsic. Then I hand it to Temair and wash my hands like Pilate. I never got around to embroidering the napkins. Do we think that is gonna happen now?
*snort*
Yeah, I'll get right on that, ignoring the rest of my To Do List.
Still To Do before Saturday morning:
Finish my new self-supporting cotte Fought with that g/d m/f thing thing last night through "Ghost Ship" and half of "Tomb Raider" before I threw up my hands in utter disgust and went to dick around on the computer. Walking to work this am I realized that I hadn't trimmed away the excess on the right shoulder before trying to pin the linen to the bodice lining, and that was the likely solution. Once I attach the lining to the bodice, I bang in the center gore, hand stitch down the hidden front cording, and bring it to mom's for buttonhole duty.
Finish hubby's white linen cotte The white thread is hidden under some black thread on the bobbin. What my costume teacher used to refer to as "chameleon" heh. Hey, when you are using an antique machine that is made by a company that doesn't even exist any more, you don't have a lot of bobbins available for convenient purchase at the local JoAnne's. Anyway. Have to stitch down the front. Back the collar. Attach the collar to the cotte. Hem and cuff. Bring to mom's for button holing.
Go to mom's She picked up her machine from the shop this morning HURRAH, we'll go over tomorrow, so that I can slam buttonholes on hubby's last 3 cottes and my (hopefully finished by then) cotte. Yeah, sure, I can and should sew buttonholes by hand in a period manner and with silk thread on these garments but you know what? You can BITE me. I am willing to sew ONE garment's worth, but 6? Kiss my sweet patootie!
absolutfailure, sweetie, love you to death, glad you have new clothes, but I told hubby that if he outgrew THESE, I'd divorce the fat fuck. Pick up spare lantern for inside the pavilion. Give apartment keys to mom so that she can check on the cats while we're away. Give her some $ for gas.Drugstore Went to KMart and the Dollar Store last night, but still need supplies. Non latex condoms are apparently NOT available at our local KMart. Deoderant. Votive candles. Brownie mix. Film. Camera battery (they are $6+ wtf??) Did get a cute little folding aluminum table, that makes me happy.
Finish packing That does require laundry, alas.
Cook Brownies, cookies. Gotta buy some boneless chicken. Marinate the flank steak. Cooking happens Friday night. But at least this year I'm not in the kitchen with no A/C, the oven roaring away while I saute on three pans at once while also packing AND finishing a kingdom gift at 11pm at night. Nosirree!
We'll buy water and beer en route. Wrote to the MIL that we'd pick up the van on Saturday. Wrote to mom that we'd be over tomorrow night.
What am I forgetting?