Little-Man-Shirt

Our sweet-baby-Jude has a big day coming up. He's going to be blessed this Sunday. Jessica was telling me that her sister bought matching tiny-baby ties for Jude and his two boy cousins, who were born within days of each other, to wear for the big occasion. I happened to arrive at Jude's house while Jessica was looking online for little-man-shirts to go with his blessing tie. They were $28! So I blithely said, "Oh, I'll make him one!" and took his measurements. (How many 7 week-old babies have you seen getting measured for a shirt?)

That was Monday... Tuesday morning the sinus infection that has been lurking in my... well, sinuses, took over my head! I felt like one of those cartoon characters who has an air pump hooked up to their head and someone is inflating it. Luckily I was able to get an appointment in 20 minutes (how soon can you get here... 20 minutes to wash my hair and get dressed)...turns out I had an ear infection as well! Bah!

After my first dose of antibiotics, some more Benadryl Severe Sinus and a rest I thought I could tackle the task of making up a little shirt for Jude. HA!

HOW HARD COULD IT BE?

First I looked for a pattern, any pattern, that would give me a start... I'd forgotten that all pattern makers believe that BABIES are born at 15-20 pounds. What planet are they from when they think a *newborn* pattern will fit a one-year-old?

Well, let's scrap that idea... so I got to do my favorite thing... make it up as I go! So using the GARGANTUAN newborn pattern, my handmade pattern pieces from the little blessing dresses I make for granddaughters and Jude's measurements I made this...

But by the time I got to this point I was exhausted, my head was starting to inflate again and I just said... NUTS TO THIS, I'll buy something!

To cover my bases I stopped at Kohl's and picked up a somewhat acceptable substitute on my way home from the Temple yesterday. It's very cute monkey-wear for our newest little Zoo creature.

But then I walked into my sewing room today and here was this little white onesie shirt all cut out and calling to me... Oh ALL RIGHT!

So I put in a few hours working on this little shirt for our newest little man.

As I was sewing on the snaps I remembered that sometime in the last 52 years I thought that when I finished sewing on the snap I *NEEDED* to run the needle through this tiny hole! Why? I can't even remember.

I'll be back on Sunday of Jude in his first *Little-Man-Shirt*!

Chloe's New Trick

Kevin is such a good daddy! He was so pleased when he announced, "Chloe has graduated to a new trick!

Look at her precious little face! She is so thrilled! (Don't even THINK about this trick for baby-Camille... she hated heights!)

She has NO FEAR!

Now here is the rub! See little Ethan looking on? Yup... he's to big for this trick anymore! Now I have a very vivid recollection of doing a similar blog post about Ethan and Kevin demonstrating their prowess with this same trick! I wanted to reference it in this post.

I searched, nope, not there!

I went looking for the photos... nada! How could this be?

I hate it when I do that!

NOW CAN I JUST HAVE A LITTLE RANT HERE?

I had this whole post written on Monday evening... after looking, in vain, for the post or those photos of Ethan, when my phone rang at 10:59pm from *Unavailable Unknown Number*. It was from *Tom*, who had a very heavy Indian accent telling me that he works for Creative Solutions and my computer is sending mal-ware and he's going to help me fix that! (Right!)

My first question was WHY he was calling me at 11pm!

"I'm sorry I don't understand that question!"

I told him I knew he was scamming and did a quick Google search on *Creative Solutions* (Yeah, creative solutions for scamming you out of your person info!) I asked to speak to his supervisor; he clicked the line a few times and came back on posing as the supervisor... when I called him on it he told me, "Go to sleep and call me back in the morning.

R-I-G-H-T

And when I went back to publish my finished post... P-O-O-F! It was gone... maybe I really do have mal-ware... AND HIS NAME IS TOM!

OK... I'm official finished with the rant...

107- Dyslexics of the World UNTIE!

Can I just have myself a little rant here? Good, 'cuz I need one! I'll tell you that being dyslexic doesn't help my situation ONE BIT!

Holy-Stinkin'-Cow! What is wrong with me? Do I think I'm wonder woman or something? Apparently almost 58 years of experience with my *minimal brain dysfunction* hasn't taught me to, duh!... measure twice, cut once!

All of that being said; I have two words: SAMPLE BLOCK



IF I'd made a sample block first I would have realized that my two of my measurements were wrong even though the graphic illustration on my pattern was correct. I should know better! So last night I cut all of the burgundy and burnt orange rectangles 1" too small! Now I get to order more fabric. Bah!!!

OK, rant over... return to your previous activity of choice!

On a happy note-

I went to JoAnn's Fabric Daffodil Dash sale today and got all the fabric for the bridesmaid dresses and my dress at super discount prices. My crowning glory was *my* fabric: Baby Silk- Caviar (aka black) regularly $9.99/yard clearanced and then on sale $2.50/yard! I bought 10 yards! What a crackhead!

041- Sweet Violet

A couple of days ago when I was on a search for signs of spring I found this one lone violet blooming in a very sheltered flower bed on the somewhat-south-facing side of my garage. (*I'll give you a rant about that in a minute!)

Violets seem to love my yard, they grow here like weeds AND I LIKE IT! I wish all my weeds were this pretty.


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** OK so here is my rant-

I live in Utah, right? EVERYTHING in Utah is all about the compass; you know, all North, South, East, West. We lived in the Antelope Valley for 23 years which is also set up on the compass... it is so easy to find your way around. Oh, but my street??? Nope, it is set at 45* on the compass. So when I want to say the south side of my house I always have to qualify it with the adjective! Rrrrrr!

But the upside is that I get the nice winter sunshine shining in my French doors where I like to bask. See, I can always find the upside!