Thank you.

Thank you for all the kind words during my momentary (I promise) crisis of faith. And thank you for buying my t-shirt. I recently received a commission check for $73, and while it would have been most appropriate to buy fabric or liquor, I decided to indulge an old passion I have neglected since the kids came along.

I got myself these babies:



(I got one pair in red and one pair in orange - I jsut didn;t want to take two pictures of my feet.) Comfortable and sturdy enough for my klutzy self. Jimmy Choos they ain't, but they are the most stylish footwear I've owned in years.

But now I need clothes to go with them. All I've worn in the last 5 years are stretch pants and Old Navy v-neck t-shirts. When I originally purchased my sewing machine last year, my goal had been to make myself clothes, not quilts. I soon determined that I am too fat and shapeless to wear anything other than my fat chick uniform, and I hate cutting out patterns anyway, so I took up quilting. But, even though 20 pounds may not be enough weight loss to warrant it, I just bought this pattern:



I just want to wear a swingy skirt and cute shoes again, even if I have to destroy a perfectly good pattern to do it. If I manage to succeed in making something wearable (which I doubt - my measurements and the way clothes fit me have nothing whatsoever to do with one another, so this will either turn out to be a tourniquet or a potato sack) I may post an actual photograph of myself. But don't hold your breath. My lawyer may ultimately advise against it due to the potential for dozens of "mental torture" lawsuits.