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Current craft room and sundries

So, it’s still not completely organized, but the main furniture is in place and its even more workable … but there’s a long way to go.  Part of my plan to get there is to finish some projects that have been hanging around for years!!!  ARG!

But, first, I needed to make some curtains for the living room.  There are already those roller shades, but they block out most of the light and I’ve never gotten along well with their type.  Also, I like light and want more in the house, but I want to feel secure walking from my bedroom to the bathroom that I won’t scar someone.  That, and W doesn’t want people scoping out our technology.  SO: Curtains!

BUT, but! I noticed as I was sewing the tab curtains – the easiest curtains to make! – I found myself getting angry.  ANGRY!  Was it the fabric, slippery as it is?  Perhaps the sewing machine, with gnarling bobbin thread?  No, and no… it was while IRONING!  Hm, ironing a flat piece of fabric should be calming and pleasant, yes?  Normally, but in this case the ironing board cover kept flipping up onto the ironing board and shifting around and just making a nuisance of its self. So, now I suddenly have a new project that I felt compelled to start and complete RIGHT THEN.

CURTAINS:  I used some old curtains that warren had, cut them up, threw out the lining and pleating, hemed the edges and sewed on some grosgrain ribbon as tabs. Easy!

Old curtain

Original curtain I cut up and made new ones from.

new curtain

clean and breezy!

IRONING BOARD COVER:  I wanted the cover to NOT MOVE while I ironed, so I used grommets to tightly lace it.  A few items of note…  I bought Soft and Natural batting for the padding, but I washed it and it destroyed it.  I was embarassed and already spent money and wasn’t going to spend any more money, so I used pieces from some old sheets (visible on the chair) and cut out eight layers of fabric which I sewed along the top edge to keep them together instead.  Turned out very nice actually – dense and sturdy!  I also laced it up wrong the first time.  You can’t open the board up when the laces criss cross in the tapered bit, so the next picture shows the final lacing.  And then there’s the final board! Boring, but sturdy, clean and effective! Yay!


Lacing up the ironing board wrong.

correct lacing

Fixed the lacing


Ready to use! Nice!



My neighbor came over tonight. He’s a first grader with some pretty significant behavior/attention difficulties, which can make it difficult to hang out with him, but I really enjoy him. He’s pretty sharp and not willing to take someone’s word as truth just because they’re old.

I was working out on my elliptical, the first song in the playlist finishes when I hear the door bell’s mutant tone down the hall way. I decide to ignore it.  But after the second song ends and I hear that truncated tone again, I know exactly who it is.  The neighbor kid. Who will stand outside my door for the whole half hour and keep knocking.  I pause my play list and fume down the hallway, thinking that I’m going to give him what for, but by the time I get to the door, I’m just slightly irritated.  His smiling face greets me when I open the door. He’s lost more teeth – some were baby teeth, some were permanent that he pulled out himself – and he’s quite proud of the spaces. He says “I can hear your dance music! Are you dancing?” and I respond “sort of, I’ll be done in 20 minutes.” “Can I come back then,” he asks hopefully and I quickly think: how much time do I want to give him? When will the pizza get here, because I’m not sharing my food, too. Things work for me, so I invite him backn.  He’s sitting on the living room floor, playing a dolphin video game when I realize that I’ve never seen him with a cape.  Doesn’t every kid need a cape?  Heck yeah they do!  So I ask him: “Do you have a cape?” and he grunts in confusion, still engrossed in the game.  But the words eventually seep in, because he suddenly turns to me “A cape?! No, I don’t have a cape!” “Well, get up! Let’s go make you one!” So we troop down to my craft room and I sew up a cheesy cape from an old striped sheet while he watches, perched on a tall bar-stool across the table from me, questions spilling in a constant stream from his gapped-tooth mouth.  He tries it on, we adjust the gathers, and wa-la! a 20 minute cape!  His mom comes to get him and as we’re talking on my door stoop on the second floor, down through the landing you can see flashes of blue and white striped fabric streaming back and forth.

He’s flying!