Break Time

Ah. Time to take just a few moments to breathe and maybe run outside to catch that last ray of setting sun - since the forecast isn't so lovely the next few days. A prediction of snow down to 1,000 feet usually makes us wish for that extra 500 feet to get snow on the ground here, but in the last part of April I am ready for more sunny days.

However, maybe a dusting of white would be a welcome sight after seeing nothing but dark purple taffeta for days on end. Okay, so I'm exaggerating a bit. But making a floor-length prom dress from 10 yards of 60" wide taffeta FEELS like mountains. Then, there are the 15 yards of black lining fabric (including the "stay" - a second lining that the poofs of taffeta are tacked to). And don't get me started on how many yards of boning have to be laid down each seam of the corset-style bodice!


Last night, I listened (and occasionally glanced at) HGTV while working away. Tonight, it is just my iTunes and I. I have some oldies, movie soundtracks (Sound of Music, Pirates and Polar Express), contemporary Christian favorites and even Christmas music. It's all playing randomly while I stitch away. I may switch to TV when "Are You Smarter Than A 5th Grader?" comes on, though it is embarrassing how many answers I, as a high school teaher, don't know.

Yeah, I know I shouldn't be grumbling, Lord, but after working hard all day then facing this dress at night don't I deserve a little "poor me" time? No? Yes, it was my choice. (Who could blame me after looking at the prices of store-bought dresses?) And I probably could have pushed harder for my daughter to make a decision about a pattern and fabric earlier. Okay. And I also admit I rather like the challenge of making something (hopefully) stunning out of a few yards of fabric and a spool of thread. Right. My choice. No room for complaining.

And it's time to get back to work!