April 30, 2013

MMM'13- Count me in!

Whoa! I didn't mean to stay away for so long, but it's been a pretty crazy couple of weeks! I started my new job on the 15th, so I've got two full weeks under my belt and I haven't run away screaming or spent a day huddled under my desk crying (yet), so I think we're off to a good start!

With Me Made May 2013 just around the corner, I've spent the first two weeks "practicing" to see how my me-made garments would translate into my new corporate environment. I think I'm in pretty good shape! And interestingly, rather than reaching for my comfortable stockpile of trusty old Banana Republic trousers left over from my last foray into the 9-5 world, I've found that I'm actually preferring to turn to my fun skirts and dresses when I get dressed in the morning. In fact, I had to force myself to wear something store-bought the last two days so I could "save" my me-mades for Wednesday, when it will finally be May. I figured that I have about 15-20 items to work with, and with five weeks that works out to 4 days per week that I should be able to wear at least one me-made item. Some of the garments aren't really suitable for my workplace dress code, but I might be able to get away with them on the more casual Fridays, or wear them on the weekends. My initial intent was to go with a three-day pledge like last year, but as Zoe said, this should be a challenge, so four days it is. I would love to be able to pledge to do it every day- maybe next year!


So, here's what I posted on the MMM'13 sign-up post over at So, Zo... What do you know?:
I, Tiffany of twilltape, sign up as a participant of Me-Made-May '13. I endeavour to wear a minimum of one me-made garment four times per week for the duration of May 2013. In addition, I pledge to complete four new garments during the course of the month.
I initially wrote that I would complete just three new garments, but I decided to up the ante to four. It will be a struggle for me, but I figure a little fire under my butt can't hurt. I've got one garment underway right now, and another in the wings. I have no idea what the next two will be, but maybe I'll get brave enough to tackle my Burda coat. That would be a real coup, and I can't really imagine I'll be that courageous, but maybe.

I've also got two recently completed dresses that I would love to share, but I just haven't had a chance. I'm hoping that I'll aclimate quickly to this new schedule so I can figure out a way to work my most favorite hobbies (blog reading, sewing, and blogging) back into my every day. I know that in reality there's time, but it's going to take a while for me to find it. Bear with me while I figure it out! And have fun with Me Made May! Maybe I'll see you in the Flickr group, and I'm looking forward to everyone's posts on the topic.

April 12, 2013

Colette Beignet, v1. Or, A Cautionary Tale.

And I'm back, with yet another sewn garment that I made in the weeks leading up to my trip to New Orleans which was also left behind. But unlike my plaid Vogue dress, this one fit in perfectly with my chosen vacation palette, and it's even named Beignet, for crying out loud! I REALLY wanted to eat a beignet in my Beignet, but alas, it was not to be. I was foiled (by my fabric? by my own cleverness?) this time around, and I want to share my woe because I would hate for any of you to make the same mistake (whatever it was).

Green Beignet

But what? Why? I can hear you say it. I know, at first glance it might look okay. Maybe even kind of awesome. But take a close look at the hem in the picture below and you can see a bit of my woe.

Beignet in kelly green cotton

Okay, maybe you can't unless you look really hard. Here, try this one:


See that lovely powdery blue lining peeking out? Well, you shouldn't! That, my friends, is the result of what they call shrinkage. And yes, OF COURSE (I think) I pre-washed and dried this fabric before I started. And I know that I didn't do a crappy job cutting or measuring, and in fact, this is one of the most beautifully made garments I've made. Inside and out, it's lovely. And the most perfect shade of kelly green, is it not?

Bazillions of buttons Beignet

And once again, the button gods were smiling down on me, because the buttons are the EXACT same shade of green as the fabric. This fabric, in fact, which has been with me for quite some time. It started as a huge long piece, probably five yards or more, that was gifted to me along with my serger by my super generous inlaws at Christmas a few years back. The fabric was used quite cleverly as the wrapping paper around the oversized box, and in the years since I've used pieces of it for a whole bunch of things. It's just a plain weave cotton, light weight but not like a quilting cotton. It's got a loose weave and it's kind of drapey. I decided once I bought the Beignet pdf pattern that I needed a kelly green Beignet, and thankfully I had enough left to cut out all the pieces with just a few scraps remaining.

Beignet rear view

And then I had a stroke of genius. I was a little concerned about the loose weave- I mean, I didn't want to end up with a saggy and baggy Beignet. I turned to my friend and favorite interfacing, Pellon EK130, a knit tricot fusible that I've been using almost exclusively as my apparel interfacing of choice since I discovered it. I test-fused a few scraps and even compared EK130 to ES114 and 860, a weft-insertion interfacing, to see how they changed the hand of the fabric and how they washed. (I discovered later that 860 is not to be washed, but it actually survived the trip through a permanent press cycle alright anyway.) My tests confirmed that my instincts were right. The tricot gave my fabric just enough body to make it a more suitable choice for a tailored skirt, but it wasn't stiff at all. I block fused two yards to my fabric and cut my pieces, and set to work.

Beignet hem

I toiled long and hard on this beauty. I found a remnant of something blue and slippery in my lining bin and I had JUST enough to cut my skirt lining pieces. I tried Steam-A-Seam for the first time to help tame that slippery lining hem and got a nicely even 1/4" narrow hem all around. I think I probably worked on this skirt for about a week, during nap times and in the evening after the kiddos went to bed. It came together beautifully and I can't say enough great things about Colette patterns. They're brilliant.

So, I finally finished up- exactly one week before my departure date, and naturally, I wore it. And naturally, I spilled something on it! So, a dab of stain remover went on, and I sent it through a delicate wash cycle. I pulled it out, and the stain was still there, so I sent it through again, with warmer water this time. Much to my relief, the spot came out, and I put it in the dryer on delicate for just a few minutes, then pulled it out and hung it to dry the rest of the way. I noticed that the lining hem seemed to be poking out funny when I hung it up, but I figured it just needed a good press. But then when I was trying to finalize my vacation wardrobe, I put it back on. And holy crap, the thing was tight! It wasn't that tight before, was it? And that lining! That wasn't hanging out before, was it? The damn thing shrank! Shrunk? No!

Kelly green Beignet

Before I left I spent some time staring at it and trying to figure out what to do. For the lining, it should have been as easy as ripping out the narrow hem and restitching it a bit deeper, but thanks to the permanent bond that the Steam-A-Seam creates, that hem is there to stay. I thought about rolling the lining hem under again, but that disrupts the beautiful finish that's going on in there where the lining meets the facing. And then there's the fact that I couldn't really breathe in it, and there was no way I could eat a beignet in it. I decided it would be better if I just left it at home.

And then once I got back, I was still determined to have a kelly green beignet, so I bought a piece of green denim with the intention of remaking the skirt. I thought I might be able to salvage the lining from this one, and reuse the buttons. But, the denim, although a pretty good color match, just isn't the same. It's rougher looking and the dye isn't even and after I washed and dried that piece of fabric, I knew that it wouldn't make a Beignet as lovely as this one. I had to save this skirt!

So, I begrudgingly rolled that lining hem up a third time and stitched it down. It's bulkier and not as lovely as it once was, but no one will see it and at least it's not hanging out of my skirt anymore like a tacky slip or something. I pulled off a couple of the belt loops and let out the only two seams that I hadn't serged completely off, gaining back about 1/2" around the waist. I moved the top three buttons over a little bit so they aren't so strained anymore, and just to prove to myself that I hadn't simply fatted out of my skirt, I fused and washed another scrap of fabric, but this time I actually measured it before and after.

That was a 5" x 5" piece of my fashion fabric, with the EK130 fused to one side. As you can see, it's now more like a 4 3/4" x 4 7/8" piece. It's clear to me that the length is where the greater shrinkage happened, and though the width shrinkage seems insignificant, it was clearly enough to make a difference. I'm kicking myself for taking the time to swatch the interfacing before I made the skirt, but not thinking to measure the pieces! Foolish girl. And for comparison's sake, I also washed a 5" x 5" piece of fabric without the interfacing. They came out exactly the same size!

So, the way I see it, there are a number of things that could be coming into play here:
  1. Maybe I never pre-washed this fabric after all. It was years ago, and I can barely remember last week. Probably should have washed it again, just to be sure.
  2. The interfacing shrunk (shrank?), taking the fashion fabric with it. This is what I was convinced had happened, until the two test swatches came out of the dryer exactly the same. So much for that theory! Although the un-interfaced cotton would have relaxed again in the width, while the interfaced piece doesn't have any give.
  3. I'm a slob, and should really stop wearing the clothes that I make in real life situations. True, had I not spilled on my skirt the first day, it might have gotten to come to Louisiana with me. I am confident that I would have spilled something on it there, but maybe it would have been powdered sugar from an actual beignet, and my meta skirt dream would have been fulfilled. But the point is, I would have had to wash it eventually anyway. Maybe...
  4. The loose weave means it will continue to shrink, wash after wash? So...
  5. I guess I should have washed, fused, washed again, and then cut a size bigger? I don't even know. I think that it's salvaged at this point, assuming it doesn't keep shrinking. But it's a skinny day skirt, that's for sure. And I'm not done with this pattern, so hopefully next time won't be so problematic. I've got some charcoal grey mystery fabric stashed that I've earmarked for Beignet v2. Better go throw it in the wash!

I've got one more dress to show you that I completed last week, and then I think that I might be even more absent than I usually am for a while. I'm going back to my old (pre-babies) 9-5 on Monday, and I imagine that might have an impact on my sewing output. However, Me Made May '13 is just around the corner, and I still have some plans from my old Work Wardrobe Pinterest board to tackle. And I have to determine what my level of participation in MMM13 will be before I make my pledge. While most of my me-made garments aren't completely unsuitable for a corporate environment, they definitely skew a little more casual. I've got to take stock of the closet and formulate a plan.

So, what do you think went wrong with my Beignet? What would you have done? Are you playing along with MMM13? Do you like how I just snuck in the fact that I'm going back to work like it ain't no thang? Truth is, I tried to write a whole thing about it, explaining and laying it all out there- but frankly, it's just not that interesting. I got a job. David quit his. We're trading places, and hopefully it all works out for the best. I'll keep you updated, of course. And now, I'm off to begin my final weekend before this very dramatic life change takes place. Hope you enjoy yours as much as I intend to revel in mine!

April 8, 2013

I Heart NOLA

Alright, let's talk about our trip, shall we? As I mentioned previously, hubby David and I recently had our first solo vacation opportunity and we spent it in a place that is near and dear to our hearts: New Orleans, Louisiana. You may remember that this is also where we spent our "weddingmoon" in 2008 after our beautiful private ceremony at Oak Alley Plantation, so it was nice to revisit some of the same places after nearly five years, and discover some new ones as well.

Let me just start by saying that this trip would not have been a remote possibility without my fantastic and generous in-laws, who not only sponsored my flight, but also moved into our home and watched our two darling children for the week we were gone. Seriously, if you can swing it, I highly recommend finding a partner with such supportive and amazing parents! I'm a lucky girl, I know.

I had a bit of a rough start when I thought I would miss my connection at DFW on the way down there, as I had just a 50 minute layover there and we left Seattle over an hour late due to some mysterious "maintenance issues". Thankfully a combination of fast flying by the captain and the fact that there were 19 of us on the flight that needed to make the connection meant that they were able to hold our next flight just 15 minutes for us and it was enough for us to squeeze in. Hallelujah too, because I'm pretty confident that I would have spent the night at DFW crying my eyes out!

I spent that second, shorter flight from Dallas to New Orleans laughing through a few episodes of New Girl, because at this point I was missing my babies pretty hard. I needed a pick-me-up and those crazy kids are just the ticket! By the time I landed I was in much better spirits and ready to enjoy myself and my week of vacation.

And while this trip wasn't pure pleasure, as David was there on work business to begin with, we still managed to squeeze in our fair share of fun and excitement. Here are the highlights:

1) The FOOD! Of course, New Orleans has a world-famous food culture, and we love to eat, so we got along just fine. We ate lots of seafood, like the platter of fried goodness below, which included shrimp, crawfish, stuffed crab, catfish, calamari, AND oysters. It was sinful and delicious, and you can get your own at Mulate's. Bring a friend or two, or plan not to eat for a day or so afterward (which would be a shame in NOLA).

Mulate's Cajun Seafood Platter

We also enjoyed a more refined meal at Root one evening, where fresh and local meet up with decadent housemade charcuterie, and innovation and playfulness are the name of the game. Take our appetizer, for example, pictured below. It was the Ménage à Foie, featuring foie gras three ways. The "Foielly Pop" is the fluffy thing you see there on the right, and it's a little chilled taste of foie gras on a stick, coated in Pop Rocks (yes, I said Pop Rocks), then spun with savory cotton candy. A second foie gras preparation that evening was foie gras "dippin' dots"- just like actual ice cream dippin' dots, but made with foie gras. I forget what the third was, but it was delicious too! The whole thing was totally bizarre and interesting, and this meal was a once in a lifetime experience from beginning to end. I highly recommend a trip to Root if you visit New Orleans.

I won't tell you about my main course that night because I don't want to make anyone ill, but trust me when I say that it was actually delicious, despite how it sounds. If you're curious, you might be able to identify what I ate by visiting the Root dinner menu and picking out the one item under Principals that you would never, ever order, because OMG, GROSS! Yup. That's what I had, at the server's suggestion. She claimed that it was her favorite item on the menu, and after two Abita Ambers, I felt just bold enough to take her up on her challenge. Never again, but like I said, it was a once in a lifetime meal.

In addition to many, many more brews by Abita, we also had the requisite muffalleta at Serio's, beignets and coffee at Cafe du Monde, barbecue shrimp at Mister B's Bistro, and lunch at Butcher over the course of the week. We didn't have a disappointing meal, and I can strongly recommend a trip to New Orleans if you just want to eat your way around a city for a week or so.

2) The MUSIC! The only thing better than the food scene in New Orleans is the music scene. We spent our evenings on Frenchman Street because Bourbon Street is chaos, and smells like a port-a-potty all the time. We enjoyed lots of live music from all different types of entertainers, and I love that you can just wander up and down the streets, stopping to stick your head in a club or restaurant or bar when you hear something interesting drifting out (which is often).

We also met Rob Thomas out one night at DBA, which was exciting for me because I'm a big Matchbox Twenty fan. The band also played at the closing party for the show David was working on, and we were able to attend that as well. I struck out on my own during the set and wormed my way up to about fifteen feet from the stage and enjoyed a musical trip back to my early twenties. They played a nice mix of songs from the older albums that everyone knows and loves, as well as some new stuff from North. I had a great time at the show, and knowing that 24 hours before I had shook Rob's hand and told him that I appreciated his music made it even better.

Apologies for the crappy phone pic. But look! Rob Thomas!


I googled for fabric stores before I left for New Orleans, and thank heavens I found Promenade Fabrics. I was hoping to find somewhere special to treat myself to something for my recently celebrated 33rd birthday, and I did! This place was a real deal apparel fabric store. There was not a thread of quilting cotton in sight- nor polar fleece, or felt, or anything other than beautiful, high quality European gems. I could have spent hours in there, chatting with the owner and touching everything in sight.

Just one small corner of this not large store.
It was stacked to the ceiling with fabric all around!

It would have been just my style to get so overwhelmed by all the beautiful options at Promenade that I just left with nothing, so I was thankful that I went in with kind of a plan in mind. See, when I packed for my trip, I ended up following a bit of a capsule wardrobe plan, and I found that sticking with a color palette really helped me narrow down my clothing options to a manageable selection. I'm a notorious over-packer, and could have easily brought an extra 40 pounds worth of stuff I would have never worn or used if not for this plan. I kept to a basic color palette of black, white, kelly green, red, and dark denim. Then it was easy to bring only a handful of shoes (black and gold, flats and heels) and basic accessories (green, black, and gold) that went with everything, and I didn't have to worry about my bag not matching or dealing with a million different jewelry options jumbled in my cosmetics bag.

Cases of buttons.

So, with my palette in mind, it was easy to shop and find a few special pieces of fabric that I could bring home that I knew that I would use and would have mileage in my wardrobe. I think it's really a great way of thinking about my closet that I have never done before that will serve me well in the future, whether shopping for fabric or ready-to-wear items. I have to credit the sewing blogosphere for planting this bug in my brain, through the many palette challenges such as those on the Coletterie, and Steph's expositions on color that got me thinking about my clothes in this way.

Tons of ribbons and trims.

I ended up with three pieces of fabric, plus two lining materials, and I'm terribly happy with my choices. It was a bit challenging for me to pay full price, as I'm so accustomed to shopping the clearance bin; but as I said, it was a special treat for myself and I was pretty confident that I was making good choices, so that made it a bit easier to part with my birthday money. Plus, I was happy to support this small but thriving shop and the delightful owner Herbert, who credited "us twenty-somethings" with the resurgence of the sewing industry. Having been in the business for 45 years, he has seen a lot of change, obviously, and it was nice to know that at least in some places in the country, small shops like this are safe and prosperous! But anyway- wanna see what I got?

First up is a beautiful piece of Jones New York stretch cotton sateen. It's 97% cotton, 3% spandex, and just the perfect weight for a great statement coat, I think. I'm in love with Gail's recent take on Burda 7072, so I picked that pattern up once I got home, and as soon as I can work up the nerve to cut my fabric, that's my plan for this piece. Herbert also suggested a lovely satiny white slightly stretchy lining, which is what you see on the right in the photo below. 

I'm really excited, but also so nervous to make this! I really want it to be a classic item that I will wear for a long time, so of course I want it to be perfect and fit me just right. I'm thinking the longer sleeves, and I'm completely torn on the collar. I think I might make it and decide in the process- hopefully that's not something I have to decide on right at the outset? Ack. I've never made a coat before, but Gail said in her post that she thinks it's an appropriate first jacket choice, so I'm going for it. Someday.

This next piece below is the most expensive yardage I've ever purchased. Ever. Hands down. Herbert said it's silk jersey and I hope that the worms got at least a small cut of the $28/yard that it cost me. This fabric has definitely got a lustrous finish, a slightly nubby texture, and it's a nice weight. I'll make a dress from it, but I can't decide what pattern to use. I want it to be special, but not too special, you know what I mean? Classic, and wearable, and something that I can wear long enough to justify the price!

Finally, I picked up this lightweight cotton and a plain white batiste to underline it with. I photographed it with the lining beneath it because it's just slightly sheer. Maybe it's voile? I love the large scale floral, and the colors. This will be a summery dress- maybe a Lonsdale? Or a Parfait? I'm not sure yet. With all these big flowers, I feel like it has to be just the right pattern to take full advantage of them.

I almost went back to Promenade Fabrics a second day, because I remembered catching a glimpse of a whole shelf full of remnants, and that's totally my thing. I refrained, however, figuring that I had spent enough and had enough textile memories to work with for this time around. I'll be sure to visit again when I return to the city though, and I suggest if you're heading that way you do the same!

So there's my trip to NOLA in a nutshell. It was so weird traveling without the kids, and waking up and having nothing- literally NOTHING- to do was completely bizarre. I even read a real book for the first time in a while- an actual paper, checked out of the library book- not one on my kindle. That was fun! I sat around by the pool and walked around downtown while David worked in the mornings, and generally just enjoyed having no obligations. Of course, I missed the babies, and it was a really rough show for David, but all in all, I think it was a smashing success. I already can't wait to go back!

Have you been to New Orleans? Do you love it as much as I do? What would you make with those fabrics?

April 5, 2013

Vogue 1027

**First, I want to say thanks so much for all the kind comments on yesterday's post! It's nice to know that I'm not the only one who gets all rattled and can't quite function properly under stress. You guys are the best! And now, the story of Vogue 1027:

Once upon a time, a long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away- I made this dress. Actually, it was only like three or four weeks ago, but it sure seems like forever at this point. I kind of went on a mad mission to make myself a whole bunch of pretty new things to take with me on my first ever (w00t!) vacation away from the kids, and this dress was part of that madness.

I bought Vogue 1027 ages ago based on the cover art (how weird is that? A pattern cover that's not a HUGE turn-off? Amazing!) and then I saw that there are about fifty bajillion positive reviews on Pattern Review. Also Patty's is awesome. And Katie's is perfection and she totally looks like a ballerina in it, just like the lovely cover models. AND it's a Pattern Review best pattern of 2008. ALSO POCKETS!! So just go buy it already, geez! You won't regret it.

So, like I said, I made this up before my trip to New Orleans using some cool plaid jersey that I got (as usual) months ago on mega clearance for cheap. I think that the colors are slightly reminiscent of early 90's-era bathroom decor, but for whatever reason I love it anyway.

Vogue 1027

I finally got around to taking a couple pictures after I wore it for the first time on Easter last Sunday, where it proved very comfortable and nice for lounging outside on the gorgeous sunny day that we had for egg-hunting and family gathering. And yes, that means that I didn't even take it to New Orleans, but that's a whole 'nother story.

I made a size 10 with no alterations other than the 6.25" that I shortened it at the hem. What Vogue calls "calf length" would be more like ankle-grazing on my 5' 2" frame, and I didn't have enough fabric for that much skirt anyway. And I should point out that according to the envelope measurements I should have made the size 14, but the words "semi-fitted" in reference to the bodice made me reconsider before I cut. And I'm glad I did! I just don't think a loose-fitting jersey dress like this would look that great, or stay on my shoulders, or keep the girls undercover enough for me to feel comfortable in it.

Vogue 1027 in plaid jersey

Construction is basic and straightforward- maybe even a little too simplistic (neckline, I'm looking at you!) but overall, I really like the finished product. And despite (or maybe because of) my fabric's high poly content, it pressed nicely and was a total dream to work with. Case in point- my hem came out perfectly flat and way nicer than that wrinkly one on the pattern envelope. I'm just sayin'.

And since I did first wear this dress on Easter, it seems only right to also share some pics of the adorable kiddos doing their thing, right? Juniper's really walking now, but as much as she wanted to get in on the action she couldn't quite keep up with Lincoln and cousin Fiona as they gathered the Easter Bunny's gifts from the yard.


But look- she's fully vertical!


And just one more- look at my adorable babies!

Easter kiddos

Hope you all had a wonderful Easter too!

April 4, 2013

A fresh start.

Wow, friends- I don't even know where to begin! I have a million things to tell you and lots of change to report on, and it's getting to a point where I feel so behind on sharing here that I can't imagine that I'll ever catch up. But here goes anyway- I'll do my best to bring you all up to speed just a little bit.

So to start with, let's just rewind to October, which (holy crap) is already six(!?!) months ago right now. I told you- I've got some catching up to do! Well anyway- in October my husband David applied for an internal promotion at his company headquarters in Dallas, TX. In case you're just joining the party, we don't actually live anywhere near Dallas, but in Seattle, WA, so this was a pretty big deal and a decision that we did not make lightly. The job was a good match for David's skills and experience, and his five-year tenure with the company gave us a reasonable amount of confidence that it would be a sure thing. We starting planning to uproot and move 2300 miles across the country.

And then, in January, a full THREE agonizing months later (seriously?), we got the news that the position had been filled by another (outside) candidate. (Really guys? Honestly?) But wait- there might be another position in Dallas that they may or may not be creating that he may or may not be a perfect fit for. But no- they absolutely can't share any details because it's all in preliminary planning stages and is quite confidential at this point. So yeah, don't call us, we'll call you. Or we won't. Probably won't. So maybe don't wait by the phone, k? Thx! Bye! Ugh!

Meanwhile, back at home, we had just spent three months prepping for a huge drastic life change. I mean, you don't just move from liberal, kinda dreary Seattle to the heart of Texas- land of sunshine and big hair and right-wing cowboys without doing some serious mental exercises first! We agonized over leaving our families behind and uprooting our kids, but we were also totally ready for an adventure and a change. Also, we really needed it, financially speaking. So all this to say that by the time we heard that he didn't get the job, we were already fully on a path to go. Somewhere, anywhere, let's just get while the gettin's good!

And here's my PSA for the day: if you've never spent an extended period of time with one foot out the door, I can honestly say I don't recommend it. It was like we had senior-itis, or it was the last week at a job you can't wait to leave- where you just stop giving a shit about everything- but applied to our whole lives for months! We had eaten everything in the pantry and freezer and stopped restocking basics like TP and pasta so we wouldn't have to move or waste anything. We had packed boxes of little-used crap and stacked them all over our downstairs living area, and I had pretty much abandoned any and all cleaning rituals I once had, because eh, what's the point? We'll be leaving any day, and everything will get a deep cleaning then! Oh, Lincoln spilled juice on the area rug? Whatever! We won't be bothering to move it anyway, so who cares? It was seriously ugly. We were living in chaos and it was making it even harder to imagine staying, which was looking more and more like our only option.

So, February brought another job opportunity a bit closer to home (Oregon), which seemed promising but also ultimately didn't pan out, and we realized that we really just needed to stop and refocus. We needed to take our house back, and we needed a new plan. And we thought we better start with our bedroom, which we were sharing with Juniper, who was about to turn one. See, our house has three bedrooms, but only two upstairs on the main floor. One for us, and one for the kids- or so we thought before we actually had any. The reality was that neither Lincoln or Juniper slept well enough to share a room as we had originally planned, so Juniper, along with her crib, changing table, rocking chair, and assorted other baby paraphernalia had occupied our room for a year.

We might have done it sooner, but changing one thing meant changing everything, and we had been avoiding that idea in favor of simply packing everything up and leaving town. It honestly seemed like the simpler choice! But we couldn't stay like this either, it just wasn't healthy. Quite literally! Scrub that floor, already, would ya? Blech!

So we bit the bullet. And it did mean changing absolutely everything. We moved Lincoln into the bigger bedroom upstairs that we had been sharing with Junie. We moved Juniper into the smaller room that had been Lincoln's. We moved ourselves into the downstairs bedroom that had been my sewing room, and my sewing room got relocated to a corner of the downstairs living area. In the process, we painted, shifted, rearranged, purged, and ended up completely reorganizing and cleaning out a storage room, the laundry room, both bathrooms, and a couple of closets as well. No room was safe, and we're just now (over a month later) feeling pretty much (re)settled. And it's so great! Everyone has room to breathe now, and a space to call their own. Everything has a home again! Sure, things may change and it may all need to be moved again, but we just couldn't keep living with one foot out the door.

So yeah- it's been pretty intense around here! And in the midst of it all Juniper turned one, I turned 33, and we had our first vacation away from the kiddos ever, spending a week in beautiful and vibrant New Orleans! And there's so much still to share! This big ol' post was just the tip of the iceberg. And yes, of course, I've been sewing too! But I had to start somewhere, and thought a little background/catch up was in order. So there you go. That's the gist of last six months in a few hundred words. Whew!

And by the way, if you read this far, thanks for listening! You're amazing and I'm so grateful to have this space to vent. I know I'm kind of flighty, and I ignore you for weeks at a time, but eventually I come back. Thanks so much for sticking around! You're the best.