Linen on sale is a dangerous thing.
I am still off sewing. I have been sewing, which seems contradictory, but it is possible to not feel excited about something and still do it, right? I mean, there are still children's holey tights to mend, husband's baseball caps to adjust, gifts to complete and young eager learners to teach. But me, myself and I - we don't feel much sewing magic these days. I think it's largely because the outdoors is beckoning me.
But today I bought linen, because
(a) I like linen.
(b) It was on sale.
(c) I touched it, and images of non-ugly garments came into my mind.
(d) I have a sloper sitting on my sewing table, decaying from neglect.
(e) I need clothes.
I asked the nice lady at the cutting counter, "what would I need for a bias-cut blouse with short sleeves?" I am always hopeful that people can tell me so I don't have to calculate the yardage myself. She didn't know, so I picked a random value and she cut it for me and I took it home.
Before I cut into the linen, though, I need to make Kate a Strawberry Shortcake outfit. She is so cute walking around the house, dragging her Strawberry Shortcake pillow, quilt and plastic doll with her. She will wear her Strawberry Shortcake PJs all day if we let her (which, to her sorrow, we don't). I asked her if she would like a Strawberry Shortcake dress and she solemnly nodded and then stood (somewhat) still while I took her measurements so I could draft it. Kate never stands still for anything, so she must really want this. Then she took my color pencils and my roll of drafting paper and ran to a corner of the room and pretended to make patterns.
Maybe tomorrow I'll get started on it. The weather is supposed to be horrid tomorrow, becoming even worse on Friday - there might even be snow. Ah yes, nothing like snow in May to get a person back at the sewing machine.