For the love of the twirl

The past few weeks have been crazy busy.  Example:  Last week was quarter-end, which basically means I have to work a lot to get the financials done in a short amount of time.  On top of that I needed to get the tax returns done so that my bosses are able to file their returns, in addition to many other people that keep buggin’ me about them.  It’s not like I’m not trying to get them done, People!  I hate waiting on others to get the work to me.  THEN, I told another co-worker that I would shoot her wedding on Good Friday, which Brian forgot about and planned for his friend to come up this weekend and for them to go to a hockey game that night.  What to do with the children??  My parents came up and got them for the weekend and we picked them up on Easter.  I love working Easter weekend.  Far too much fun to be legal. 

I have a small preview of pictures from the wedding up that I managed to get edited after getting home from work on Saturday.  I didn’t work on Easter…I called uncle. 😉  If you ever wondered who could possibly be small enough to fit in a size 0 wedding dress, that would be Vicki.

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In all that I did manage a little sewing last week.  Anya needed another little twirl skirt for Easter.  Yes, of course she did.  She obviously had no other clothes in her closet that were nice enough to wear for Easter…and, and…I had this Easter egg fabric, so I HAD to make it right???  OF COURSE I DID.  So…yes, I stayed up until 11:30 pm one night the week of Easter to make her a pretty twirly skirt and appliqued a $3 t-shirt to match.  She loved it, so that makes it all worth while. 😀

Of course she stained the heck out of the shirt in the first wearing. *sigh*  Plus, I made the drop waist too long again.  That will be an easy fix, though.  I imagine she will want to wear it so more, so I will fix that up.  I am working on a tutorial for it, too.

getting filthy…

This photo showcases a plethora of handmade goodness.  The sweater Anya is wearing was made by my aunt Betty.  She originally was making it for her granddaughter Katrina, but apparently it was too small and she wasn’t overly impressed with it at any rate.  Gladfully, she had an appreciative child waiting in the wings.  Anya loves it, as do I. 🙂

The hobbit house was made by someone my dad knows.  The guy cuts out stumps, so he takes them, drills them out and makes these cute houses.  I want one.  This was mom and dad’s, so I’m going to give the guy a call and get my order in.  Wouldn’t that be totally adorable in our yard?? 

Yes.  Yes, it would. 😀