I have been expecting two shipments of "sewing supplies" that I ordered; therefore, I have been steadily trying to complete the little heirloom booties before the arrival of more patterns. Thankful? I am thankful and so happy to be able to sew until my heart's content in our motor home. When I lived in a "sticks and bricks" home I felt like the housework, yard work, and laundry needed to be caught up before I could start and complete a sewing project. Yes, I have "OCD" (Obsessive, Compulsive, Disorder), and Billy will tell you about it every chance he gets. What a pleasure to be able to sew with the knowledge that all the housework is complete! Yesterday I began the enjoyable task of organizing the material, lace and patterns for the new projects that have been floating around in my head. I admired, fondled and handled all of my stored lace, edges, ribbon and trim to come up with the designs for the new outfits. Fun, fun, fun. While searching for the embroidery instructions to refresh my memory of how to make a "petticoat" or is it "scallop" stitch, I discovered sewing blogs by people that I have long admired. When Caroline was young and we lived in Washington, DC I saw children wearing the little English smocked and heirloom dresses. I knew that I wanted Caroline to have these special outfits, but had to take classes to learn how to sew them. Shortly after that we moved to Hawaii and I began teaching Smocking and Heirloom sewing classes to support my habit. This was before the arrival of internet shopping so I had to order supplies for my class from the "mainland" and by telephone. Today, I can enrich my creative ideas by reading heirloom sewing blogs and I want to create almost every project I see. Think I will be busy for a while.
In an earlier post I mentioned that Billy and I stepped over a ready to strike moccasin while we were walking. With that in mind, Billy dreamed early yesterday morning that a snake was slithering out of a turtle shell and he gave it a swift kick. The powerful kick hit our bedroom wall and his toes and foot began to swell and knot. Off to the emergency room we went to learn that he had a horrible bruise but thankfully no broken bones. It seems we are making a habit of visiting a local hospital at each RV stop we make. After the hospital visit I informed Billy that we were only an hour away from a Michael's store in Port St. Lucie. He wasn't happy about it but I drove us over to the east coast of FL to pick up a wooden dowel to use with the pleater and a few additional skeins of DMC floss. He doesn't get it!
After lunch on Friday Billy and I went over to the Casino on the Reservation so I could play my $19.00 of winnings! Boo! I played the penny machine and lost my $19.00 in about 30 minutes. Remembering that I had played with the same $20 the entire week we were in Vegas I knew "when to fold 'em" and Billy and I had lunch at the Casino and returned home.
Thanks for stopping in for a visit and I will close to go for my daily walk alone. Think it will be a while before Billy can walk with me again; however, "Life is Good Today!"
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