Team Jacob

You all are just so sweet. I loved all the helpful suggestions for fixing the skirt that I sewed with one panel wrong-side-out, most of which amounted to: Just Leave It and Pretend You Meant To Do It. Unfortunately, these suggestions all ignored or were unaware of the fact that I cannot leave a mistake that big and not suffer some sort of stroke from trying to act like I don't care. No, I ripped out all the stitches, which of course included the basting stitches that held the gathers together, and started over.

Got it all done by the next day, but it was way to small for Devon, so it ended up a gift for a friend's 2-year-old daughter, and later I started in on a second version. In between skirts, I got the itch to make a new handbag. Something big. And spidery.

The day that I finished it, I became ill with what felt like the flu, but was probably just a very nasty cold. Once the bag was done, I took to my bed for the next three days, stirring only to complain on Twitter and to start the "Twilight" DVD over again. I had resisted the whole Twilight thing, because I already had my vampire-in-love-with-human obsession when Buffy was still on and there was no way anything that was so obviously derivative of my favorite TV show EVER could win me over, and besides - teenagers get all goony over it so it must suck, right?

Turns out, when you're sick and can barely move, ANY broody vampire is a good vampire. So, of course, even though I'm feeling much better now, I still had to rent New Moon, which I watched last night and OH MY GOD TAYLOR LAUTNER. It is SO not right for a woman my age to be looking at that boy without his shirt on. I need to go watch something with Abe Vigoda in it now.

But I did manage, despite Taylor Lautner's shoulders, to make another skirt for Dev, the construction of which she watched over every second, asking "Is it ready NOW?" and "Will it be my size?" over and over throughout the process. But I didn't mind the questions, because I knew we'd get to this:

She's delighted with it, and looks adorable, and I know there's only a few short years where my girls will be both happy and willing to wear something I've made them. I had such fun watching her prance around all morning, feeling like a little princess. Of course, then she announced that next I would make her a "beautiful, fancy gown" and I had to sit down and put my head between my knees.

Good thing I still have that DVD.