Seamstress in a RTW World…

It’s hard to believe it ~ my baby is 3 months old already. It’s amazing how quickly the days turn into weeks, into months. And before you know it, years. I’m relishing the present today. Feeling thankful for all the good things in my life. My husband, my babies, my home, my family — all of it. I spent an hour walking through the cemetery today; I visited my grandma’s grave. She’s been gone one year St. Patrick’s Day. As much as I mourn her absence in my life, I am thankful that she lived a long, full life. Thankful that she was able to know her grandkids and some of her great grandkids. Not just know them, but to leave her legacy to them. Life is precious. But it’s also precocious. Live your life today, because you never know what tomorrow may bring. Let there be no regrets…

And now, for your viewing pleasure — my gorgeous baby. The one with all the hair. So much hair that on her 3 month birthday, she gets to wear a barrette for the first time.

We’ve lived in this house a little over three years, and prior to that, we ripped the whole house apart and then put it back together. Good as new. Had to be, as it’s over 100 years old. The playroom is something that’s been on “the list” for all that time, but never got precedence. The good news is, we have inspiration. Thankyouverymuch Pottery Barn.

The even better news is that we have that room. Okay, not that exact room, but close enough that it’s exciting. Even better yet is that work has finally begun on the playroom! Dh has started lining the walls with scrap paneling and progress is being made. We’ve decided to bunk a bed into the eaves on one side and last night we looked for lighting. Hopefully, Sophie will have her playroom this Spring!

Here’s the side that’s finished. It will be painted, of course, when it’s all said and done.

One last shot, showing dh working on that blasted angle. You can see the window here, too.

Hopefully I’ll be back soon with more progress!

Best,

Meagan

A giant pair of scissors. Need I say more? I think not.

I had great intentions of filling this page today, but I’m tired so I’ll just leave you with this little laugh.

Have a fabulous weekend

~m

I have the best of intentions, really, but I totally suck at blogging.  This is my second blog, the first of which I put to bed well after it’s time.  This one would probably suffer the same fate if it weren’t attached to my storefront, in which case I’m too lazy to remove it and it’s links…  So the better alternative is just to use it.  Or at least I resolve again to try to do so…

So much has happened in the last 13 months since I last posted, it’s little use to try to catch you up.  Save one small thing.  Or rather one small person.

Ellory Quinn, born 12/31/07, right on time (her due date).  She was 8lbs 6oz and 22″ long.  As of last week, she was 13lbs 6oz and 26″ long.  A regular flood which may bother me except that it’s all mama-milk, in which case how could I complain?  Really, there’s nothing to complain about.  She’s heaven to me.

Now, a little more fun…  I started knitting late last year.  Or rather, I started twisting wool around a couple of sticks.  Occasionally something useful and less than hideous results.  It’s been actually a few months since I picked up a pair of needles, although I did start a new soaker for Ellory the other night; we’ll see how long it takes me to complete.  However, after failing to dye my hands (not to mention some fiber) for the better part of last year, I did get break out my acid dyes last week and set out to stain a hank of wool.  The result was pretty far off base of what I was going for, but I like it nonetheless.  I’ve dubbed it “Woodland” which is a totally lame description, but I’m lacking in creativity this day, so the name is stuck.

Okay, enough for today.  I should do a few things before hubby and Sophie return from their errands.  I’ll try to be back.  {snicker}

Best,

Meagan