
On the right is the dress that I wore to my brother's wedding, refurbished and wearable again- although considerably less modest. I haven't been able to wear it in just about exactly three years. Around this time in 2003, just before we moved to Columbus, I was at a birthday party in Gainesville. One thing led to another, and I ended up colliding with the asphalt at a high rate of speed (but I still love the person responsible! ;) ).
Anyway, my right side hit the street first, and the experience wore a sizable hole through the dress about where my hip bone was. Not tore, wore through. There was nothing I could thing to do with this big, unmendable hole except patch it, and I just never got 'round to doing it. I probably would have thrown it away, except for the sentimental value. And also, y'know, the fact that I actually quite like the dress.
Well, I was at a Blessingway on Friday, and someone there suggested me to just separate them, and turn it into a top and skirt. As you can see, it worked smashingly, and now I get to wear my dress again! Oh- on a somewhat gross note: as I was hemming it I noticed that there were all these little dried up bits of Julia flesh stuck to the edges of the hole. Eeeeewwww.

On top of all that, I also made little fleece tags for all my microfiber diaper inserts. Thad has trouble telling the different sizes of inserts apart, so I labelled them for his convenience. And so he doesn't have any excuse not to fold and stuff the diapers himself. ;)
Anyway, I like having a tangible set of accomplishments like this. Oh, and I like sewing. Maybe I should do more of it now and again.
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