These are all the cut out pieces of the patterns. 1-4 are from 6030 and 4 and 5 are from 5292. The patterns are a little small for my liking (they would probably fit EXACTLY to where they need to be), so when I cut them I extended 3, 4, and 5 a few inches just so I have some wiggle room. This allows me to better tailor the pattern to my body for that one of a kind fit. They are pinned into place over once folded calico.Information Security
And this is the finished cut out pieces. There are two of each, and I probably could have shown what they look like separated, but at the moment I was completely happy NOT separating them from the pattern pieces. storage cabinets garage
In the meantime, I already pinned them all together to make the bodice, and tried it on for size to make sure I was on the right track. Everything fit nicely, and tomorrow I don't go into work until 4:30 so I'll have some time to perhaps do this exact same thing on the lining, which I'm not going to post in the blog..since the only large difference is that it is a different type/color of material.
Then I suppose I'll start the actual sewing.crystal iphone case
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i pick it up and see the vintagy looking edith piaf and miles davis stamps.
my mind rolls around the 3 or 4 friends that the scripty handwriting could be from. who would choose stamps like that.
i turn it over quickly and smile bigger at the return address.
of course, yes, clarita!
i think it must be a thank you for the baby gift i sent.
i turn it over a few more times as one of the kids calls to me from the front door.
i know i'm late and i half want to take it with me, but mentally tell myself to look forward to it when i get home...
fast forward more running in and out doors.
craziness. soaking wet from the rain. more than once.
a trip to pick up kids. drop off. to the grocery store. the video store.another stop for wings.
kids that ran in puddles tracking in grass and mud. showers. baths. pj's. late dinner of wings and a movie.
all this while the little card sitting contently in it's spot as we hustled and bustled about it.
finally. with a happy sigh. tucking it in my book and heading to the tub myself.. the first time of quiet all day.
i look at the cool stamps again.
opening the envelope slowly..
the white words across the black background, "you are my sunshine" meet my eye when i pull out the card..
i find myself at once humming the song in my head as i open the card and begin reading.
my mind rolls around the 3 or 4 friends that the scripty handwriting could be from. who would choose stamps like that.
i turn it over quickly and smile bigger at the return address.
of course, yes, clarita!
i think it must be a thank you for the baby gift i sent.
i turn it over a few more times as one of the kids calls to me from the front door.
i know i'm late and i half want to take it with me, but mentally tell myself to look forward to it when i get home...
fast forward more running in and out doors.
craziness. soaking wet from the rain. more than once.
a trip to pick up kids. drop off. to the grocery store. the video store.another stop for wings.
kids that ran in puddles tracking in grass and mud. showers. baths. pj's. late dinner of wings and a movie.
all this while the little card sitting contently in it's spot as we hustled and bustled about it.
finally. with a happy sigh. tucking it in my book and heading to the tub myself.. the first time of quiet all day.
i look at the cool stamps again.
opening the envelope slowly..
the white words across the black background, "you are my sunshine" meet my eye when i pull out the card..
i find myself at once humming the song in my head as i open the card and begin reading.
i wouldn't want to go back and relive this past year..
but it's like i see the hard of it now wrapped up with strings of thanks all around too~
it has not been easy. but it has been bestfurniture storage.
there were days i think we both wondered if we would weather it.
or, atleast come out weathering it together. yes, at times it was really that bad.
and maybe we would have reached this point...
this point of breaking. of so desperately needing Him had we stayed in cincinnati -
but, i think in our comfort and familiarity there's a slow fade we don't always recognize that can happen in our lives.
until we wake one day and wonder who this is in our bed next to us..
or why our grown children want nothing to do with God company registration Hong Kong.
because, maybe, maybe in our comfort we're just not aware of our real needs.
trials surface things we might not even know are there.
and we're forced to figure out what we believe. and not just what, but why Cable manufacturer?
that's what happened here..
we've been snapped to attention with areas that were there all along,
only.. and i'm not sure the right words are, we didn't see, as much as, we didn't want to.
but when all is ripped from you and you feel spiritually exposed for who you really are, there's no hiding.
i'm not sure i'll ever fully know how to truly know the will of God.
what that actually means, other than some canned sunday school answer~
all i know is when your world is shaken, you discover the only thing that cannot be.
and He has been our Rock and shelter and is rebuilding in our lives from what i feel is the ground level..
our marriage. our children. our home. our finances. our dreams. and yes, our faith.
and though it still feels hard. the hammering of lessons at times seems never ending..
without a doubt, i can say it is worth it亞洲知識管理學院.
i finally took them both back outside. doused them with another coat of spray paint and was going to just leave them plain white.
but, later on, while digging in the laundry room closet for a pair of ben's shoes..
of course, i get distracted at all the other stuff in there.
anyone else do that?
just a simple trip to the laundry room to see if his black converse are in there,
and two hours later i emerge with all kinds of things i didn't even know i had! or forgot i did?
or have searched for for months. like my hot glue gun, that had fallen behind the coats in there.
and down in the back corner, with some other cans of paint, a small can of chalkboard paint from ben's old room like, 4 years ago!
and a bunch of old acrylic paints and stencils {remember when stencils were all the rage!}..
and a little half empty bottle of gold glitter paint with the acrylics.
so. as i found this stuff, the wheels started turning in my head, and i headed back out to work on my plain white pumpkin family. ~
which sounds kinda creepy actually!
like the crazy plastic surgeon guy in that old movie, arsenic and old lace!
anyway. my pumpkins are a far cry from the chevron ones i set out to do.
but it's alright. i can always just buy a chevron pillow!
but, later on, while digging in the laundry room closet for a pair of ben's shoes..
of course, i get distracted at all the other stuff in there.
anyone else do that?
just a simple trip to the laundry room to see if his black converse are in there,
and two hours later i emerge with all kinds of things i didn't even know i had! or forgot i did?
or have searched for for months. like my hot glue gun, that had fallen behind the coats in there.
and down in the back corner, with some other cans of paint, a small can of chalkboard paint from ben's old room like, 4 years ago!
and a bunch of old acrylic paints and stencils {remember when stencils were all the rage!}..
and a little half empty bottle of gold glitter paint with the acrylics.
so. as i found this stuff, the wheels started turning in my head, and i headed back out to work on my plain white pumpkin family. ~
which sounds kinda creepy actually!
like the crazy plastic surgeon guy in that old movie, arsenic and old lace!
anyway. my pumpkins are a far cry from the chevron ones i set out to do.
but it's alright. i can always just buy a chevron pillow!