Thursday, February 11, 2010

Bandana Frock

I made Sailor a bandana dress tonight.  Josh bought a sewing machine at a garage sale last summer and since he isn't using it I am attempting to.  This was my first success.  I tried looking for a pattern or tutorial online but I didn't have much luck so I just went for it.

 A few years ago I inherited a box of sewing supplies from my great grandma Margaret, tonight when I was rifling through it I found some vintage ivory ribbon from the 70's.  So here you go Sailor, love your great great grandma Margaret.  


Saturday, February 6, 2010

Oh Etsy.. AMBULANT FLOP

Finally posted some things for sale on Etsy.  They are all vintage items, sorry no works of art yet.  The Bonhomie Bullpen isn't finished..  I know good excuse, huh?  Anyway, I plan to have Josh have it up and running by the time Sailor is here.  Which is 11 days, or so, mind you.  I am about to freak out, I have decided to stay home a little bit more on account of my meanness.  Being huge, zit faced, and water retentive can make a person severely bitter and angry.  Especially if the only things that fit on your huge feet are your boyfriend's slippers.

I have a totally new respect for pregnant women.  Be very nice to them.  Be aware of their demeanor, do they look as though they want to be touched or talked to?  Do they look like they believe in wives tales and do you think they haven't heard that one yet?  Maybe they do, and maybe they haven't, just be aware.  A woman told me today that my feet were going to stay at least a size or two bigger than they were.  Awesome...

Josh and I are eager for Sailor to be here.  And I am sure he can't wait for me to not be pregnant just as much as I can't wait.  We both often go into her room and stare at all her tiny things.  We have a lot of plans for her this year and we hope she is ready to hit the ground running.

Here is a link to my Etsy account I called it AMBULANT FLOP, check it out and let me know if you have one too!!

http://www.etsy.com/shop/theitinerant

Thursday, February 4, 2010

14 Days Left.

This is taking forever.  These days are holding on for dear life.  We both want to be free, so let's just give up this battle and call a truce.  I have been nice enough to research every damn vaccine in the USA and you have been nice enough to not scar me with stretch marks.  I think that is fair?  I will even promise not to dress you up in anything too stupid or embarrassing in public?  Actually that goes for both of us,  I won't dress like a frumpster either.

Sailor's NEW Pendleton Diaper Backpack:

Of course a StringParty girl needs a bookshelf: