Though it is wintry-mixing outside (well right now really just snowing), I am determined to have a cheerful, warm day inside. After work I’m going to turn up the heat and put on a movie, and work on my latest project.
Being finished with pretty much all the wedding planning I can do at this point, I am now free to attempt to make a regency-era gown from a pattern. I may fail at this, but at least I’ve tried. Today I will spread the pattern out all over the floor and try to make sense of it.
After I conquer the pattern or the pattern conquers me (in a day? a week? a month?), I have lots of things I want to make for my shop. So much to do!
Last night we had dinner at Far East, the new vietnamese place on Grace. Tesni and Corey cracked us up, and Corey made the waitress laugh because he didn’t know how to roll up his own spring rolls. “Hey, I don’t cook!” Afterward we had one drink at Ipanema with Kelsey and Liana before heading home, where I started working on putting my pattern together.
It’s true that I’m usually dying for spring to come, and when it was 80 degrees this week I was elated. But part of me doesn’t mind it staying cold and rainy, because it gives me an excuse to stay in and sew.
Some quotes I’ve saved recently:
holy is the familiar room
and quiet moments in the afternoon
and folding sheets like folding hands
to pray as only laundry can
— Carrie Newcomer
Aren’t you, like me, hoping that some person, thing, or event will come along and give you that final feeling of inner well-being you desire? Don’t you often hope: ‘May this book, idea, course, trip, job, country, or relationship fulfill my deepest desire.’ But as long as you are waiting for that mysterious moment you will go on running helter-skelter, always anxious and restless, always lustful and angry, never fully satisfied.
— Henri Nouwen
If you cannot think of anything appropriate to say, you will please restrict your remarks to the weather.
— Mrs. Dashwood (Sense & Sensibility)