Posts Tagged ‘biscuit’

My Son made his Girlfriend a Dress

September 14, 2011

He called last week and asked me to bring my sewing machine.  Did he have some mending?  No.  He wanted to make his girlfriend a dress. 

“Why?”

“I just do.  Will you teach me?”

A hesitant, “OK”.

Friday evening, we went shopping.  He found a  pattern, a simple wrap dress.  The fabric he fell in love with was a shiny polyester.  Not a good idea for a first project, but I couldn’t sway him.  We also got interfacing and thread and headed home. 

Saturday, we cut and started sewing.  My son is 6′ 5″.  It was easier for him to sit and cut.

 

Even Biscuit was amazed at his progress!

And, here we have the finished dress.  He was rather pleased with himself.  And I cannot say that I was not proud of him.  OK.  I will admit that I did some of the harder parts, but it’s mostly his work.  We only had two days.  And, you know what?  He wants to do it again!

I Had to Go

March 5, 2009

I’m in Reisterstown for  few days.  Sometimes, you just have to check on things.  My son called, so here I am.  I hadn’t seen my daughter for  while.  I haven’t been doing nothing much.  It snowed here, too.  It’s odd how you expect it to be different for some reason.  I managed to take a few pictures.

030509-008Here’s the creek on Tuesday morning before I left.  It was still very cold, but the sun was bright and there was much wind.     One of the roads that I usually take had not been plowed so I had to take state routes.  I probably could have taken the other road, but I didn’t want to get stuck.  I’m too old and creaky.

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Here’s Biscuit, my son’s kitty.  She’s adorable.  She likes to look outside, but has never gone outside.  You can leave the door open and she’ll look out, but that’s about it.

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We’re going to the Dutch Market tomorrow, so I may not be back until Friday.  I’ve gotten some work done on my socks, but not as much as I would like.

What Day Is It?

October 2, 2008

Doug said we have to go to the supermarket tomorrow.  Wait a minute.  Didn’t we just go yesterday?  It feels like it.  No.  That was eight days ago.  How did that happen?   Sometimes I feel like I am living in two worlds.  People shouldn’t have two houses.  It’s too confusing.  I’ll be glad when my son is out on his own and the house is sold.  My underpants there are starting to dry rot.

Here’s the fabric I bought to make new nightgowns.

Gloves or socks?

My son’s girlfriend.

Lucky Son

March 16, 2008
Friday morning, Win and I went out to breakfast and then headed out to the animal shelter. Unfortunately, they only had four cats/kittens available. They were having problems with upper respiratory infections and none of the others could go until April. We could look at them through the glass. Win saw one he liked so we said that we would be back. Then we went over to the county pound. Win fell in love with this little girl.

You should have seen the look on his face when he saw her. She purrs and talks and likes to be petted. Here is a better picture of her. Just don’t look at the rest of the room. We are in the process of clearing it out.

She looks a lot like Elvis’s Mom, Hooter. We got her from the same pound when Win was three years old. She died just a few years ago. Maybe that’s why he latched on to her so quickly. He is calling her Biscuit. He said, “It just came to me. I like biscuits”. He really does. Last time I came, I brought some leftover chicken pot pie with four extra biscuits. They were gone as soon as he found them. I’m so glad he is happy with her. I wish that I had found something. I stopped at PetSmart after knitting group, but I didn’t see anything.