The First of Many

Welcome to my continuous stream on nonsense. It took some convincing, internally mostly, to finally start a blog... i came to the conclusion that if i blog about my projects then it is very likely that i will finish them! I dont have to terribly much to say, i guess i can tell you what i need to finish, and what i want to start. First and for most i have a baby blanket to finish for my sister in law, all that it requires is the binding, and yet here i am typing about it, rather than working on it. Then there is the living room, it needs to be board and battoned and then painted, then i have to finish quilting a picnic blanket that i started last summer, its a monster and i will probably put that off for an even longer time, and then there is the room upstairs that is torn apart ready to reassemble(completely unusable at the moment) and the Bus sitting in the garage that is inoperable. These things are all Old news to me (which is probably part of the problem for why they are not finished yet) Let me move on to more pressing items :) What i want to do, i have decided to make smocked skirts for my summer wardrobe!!! YAY  it is so dang hard to find skirts the length I want... Prepare yourself for a skirt rant (also the first of many)... All i want is a comfortable summer skirt that A: fits my ever expanding belly(baby in it or not it is expanding) and 2: is long enough to cover my knobby knees, and short enough to not trip over!! this may seem like an easy task but as life would have it there are only two options in the skirt world, that i have seen anyways, the 16 year old length: oh the days of not caring about cottage cheese, this length would be scary for every one standing around me at the time of my wearing it, and i am personally terrified when anyone over the age of innocents is sporting this length skirt! Then there is the breakyourneck skirt: i have owned and chopped up a few of these very popular skirts, they make you look like a gypsy or you are on vacation in Bora Bora, walking up stairs is rendered impossible due to the risk of stepping on the hem and either pulling the elastic down your hind quarters,  or falling teeth first into the steps a head of you. Chaseing after children is COMPLETELY out of the question, my solution is generally to cut it off at the calf, but i am not satisfied with paying so much for a skirt that i am going to have to fix myself. So Smocking my own skirts will be my next line of business!! and also a dress for my dd River! At this very moment i am going to go make some pig shaped pancakes for my title thingy at the top of the page. So live long and prosper homies <--- my impression of Spock if he lived in the hood ;)