Showing posts with label everyday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label everyday. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Wardrobe Wednesday

I love a good pair of blue jeans.  My strange, uneven hips are often a source of distress for me when choosing denim, so when I find a pair of pants that fit and look attractive I do all I can to extend their life.  I've been known to visit all 7 stages of grief when a beloved pair of dungarees finally meets the scrap pile (Taps playing softly in my mind).  After all, they were a labor of love.

Violet has similar issues when it comes to pants.  Although the situation is improving, her rear end remains comically inadequate to hold up anything without the assistance of elastic.


She is also long-legged.  I have actually abstained completely from purchasing blue jeans for Violet, because they never fit and she never wants to wear them.  How is it then that I have a drawer full of jeans in need of alteration? My hand-me-down hook-up dresses her children almost exclusively in pants.  She actually has an amusing habit of saving dresses for special occasions and then never putting them on her daughter, due to her crippling fear of stains. I get a lot of jeans in various stages of decomposition and a fair number of dresses that have been worn only once, if at all.

The winter has been cruel enough that I have forced Violet to wear pants way more often than she would like.  In order to make them work I have had to do a little creative re-construction.


Holey knees do not keep the wind chill out, so I crafted some decorative patches to reinforce the threadbare denim.  These will eventually get the ankle treatment when Violet's legs shoot out again.


The above pants are a 3T, with the elastic taken in an inch. I KNOW! Thankfully, I have a touch of hoarding in my blood and fabric scraps abound for projects like these.  I can lengthen and patch pants for years to come.

I think it's a little sad that this kind of clothing repair has fallen out of fashion. It is another casualty of the ultra-cheap clothing market. Walmart, Target, KMart! I'm lookin' at you. I am not innocent. I have purchased many $5 t-shirts in my time, but I really enjoy the challenge of making something last. Violet has an ever evolving wardrobe of "forever" clothes; things that just need a little length or a bit of patching to keep being useful.

Now, if only I could figure out how to make snow boots from recyclables, I'd really be in business.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

I Hate September

I should love September.

The weather is sublime. There are festivals and US Open Tennis to watch.  There is time to plan a fun Halloween costume for Violet.  My husband's birthday is in September and so is the anniversary of our first date.

And yet... September adds up to much less than the sum of it's parts. How that sum total ends up being so gloomy, I will never understand.

It is the first of September and I feel as if I have been laboring under a black cloud for days. There is no rhyme. There is no reason. It just is.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Comet School

This morning my daughter crept into my bed and began to spin a tale about comets. The narrative was loose and a bit nonsensical, but I learned a few things:

1. Comets are blue. They are not yellow. They are not green.

2. Comets fly around the Milky Way.

3. Comets do not have feet.

4. Comets are like the moon, but they are NOT the moon.

5. Super heroes catch the comets and bite them.

6. Comets are like a circle hole cut out in the sky.


The story began to ramble and repeat itself, so I cut in and asked if we should get up and make breakfast.
Violet got a stern look on her face and said to me:

"What matters is that comets don't wear socks. Okay, Mama?"



Okay indeed.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Whosawatczit?

I am guilty of having the People Magazine feed on my Google page. Don't judge me. I only look when someone dies.

Just now the headlines were as follows:

Prince Harry and Chelsy Davy: Behind Their Breakup
Ashlee Simpson: Stop Talking About Jessica's Weight


Okay. I know Harry and Ashlee and Jessica, but HIMYM and Cobie? That last headline is simply a series of nonsense words. I wish it had been this easy to become a celebrity when I was young and self involved.


*Idiot Programmer Note: I have no idea what the SAVE & CANCEL buttons are for. I cannot remove them. Let's pretend that they are magical buttons that can SAVE & CANCEL things that need saving or canceling. M'kay?

Friday, January 2, 2009

All the Mediocrity That I Crave

 Project 365 is going to help me achieve something with my blog that has been elusive up until now. Documenting the beautiful banality of everyday life. I want to have a snapshot of each and every day. I want to be able to revel in the mediocrity of my life. Tiny things slip  away from us and are forgotten. Violet will grow out of funny faces and pronunciations too quickly. I want to capture it. Stop time. Preserve the inconsequential nuances of our journey as a family. 

It might get boring sometimes, so I will only post the really great photos here on my blog. Or, I'll post them when I am suffering from writer's block. Oh, and I'll probably post them on Wordless Wednesday...the point is if you don't see a photo here every day, don't think I've given up. I will post all the photographs on Flickr.  While you are there you can see what all the other participants are posting. It's a lovely window into the lives of our fellow humans.

We are all the same, our perspectives are just different.

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