Let’s call a spade a spade, shall we? I haven’t posted in quite a while.
I’m going to blame it on my heightened, nay, egregious domesticity of late. Call it nesting, call it what you will. I am a homemaking ANIMAL.
The biggest news on this front is my return to sewing. My mom is a great seamstress, and always encouraged me to see the potential in a bolt of enticing fabric. She bought me my own sewing machine – a Sears classic from the stone ages that stitches unbelievably straight and has never, in the 25 years I’ve owned it, needed any repair – and I enrolled in 4-H for sewing classes in 6th grade. My next-door neighbor, Marie, was the instructor, so I spent a lot of time at her house, learning what the heck words like “selvage” and “basting” meant.
While I’ve dabbled since then in simple projects like elastic-waist shorts (junior high) and star-patterned quilted pillows (just after wedding), never have I come back to my sewing machine with so much verve. It’s this little girl I’m having. She has turned me into a monster. Girl’s clothes are SO easy to sew, and with all the free online patterns and gorgeous fabrics out there, it’s hard to resist the urge. When I came across a teal and blue paisley at the craft store the other day, I decided to dust off the machine and give it a whirl. It always blows my mind how well I remember how to thread my machine. Marie must have beat it into me hard as a kid, because I can do it with my eyes closed. Like Jason Bourne, only way less cool or dangerous.
Anyway, I’ve collected and used patterns for several dresses so far. Here are two of my favorites (photos taken with my phone, sorry):
I’m not the only busy little bee around here – Jake’s got his own projects afoot. Like this wall-to-wall bookcase he’s been working on for months:
As long as I can remember, I’ve wanted wall-to-wall bookcases when I grew up. I guess I’m finally a grown-up. Ew. And yay!
We’ve also been pretty crazy in the garden lately. The weather here on California’s Central Coast is breezy but warm, so the volunteer tomatoes, roses, and lettuces are going ape! I’ve already made up a batch of parsley pesto (recipe here), lemon-thyme simple syrup (here) and plenty of garden salads from the bounty. All this work does a number on my lower back, especially when the 30-pound Seabass wants to be held all the time, but it’s too much fun to pass up.