Did you have a nice 4th? Hope so. We spent it with lots of family and delicous food, as usual.
While we were watching firworks though, I got super nervous and anxious–it could have been the smoldering glow of the Alpine fire that was burning on the mountain right behind us–it seems like all of Utah is burning! Don’t get me wrong though, the fireworks were great, I just felt unsettled. Post fireworks Allan heaved a big sigh and said there was nothing to put his heart at peace and make him feel that all was right in the world than a good firework show. I thought that was hilarious, because I was feeling completely opposite; the difference between guys and girls is bewildering sometimes. I guess it could just be personality difference rather than gender difference, but all I know is my heart doesn’t burn with happiness at a lighted flame! I actually was a fire-fighter the summer I was 19, but I hated that job. When I think back on it I remember feeling hot, dirty, bored (nothing like this fire-season), and homesick.
Speaking of pyro-maniacs, let’s talk about the Bingo Blouse. I like it. I don’t love it. I kinda wish I could just start all over, but it is what is. I draped it (you can see a few snapshots of the process on my Instagram feed), and I wish I had been a little more thoughtful with the design is all. I liked it more, I’ll confess, until someone on Instagram said it looked Grandma-ish. I guess that’s not a bad thing, but it sort of ruined it for me. I think I care too much what people think.
So I’m sort of having a bad-luck streak with my sewing! I mean, this isn’t bad, I just am not super excited about it. Then a couple days ago I tried to made a hi-low maxi skirt with pockets that didn’t work at ALL. Fat Failure. I cut it up the very next day, and made it into the shirt with an ill-fitting neckband. Shoot. The neck back at least is fixable, which I hope to do sometime today. Hopefully my luck will change, eh?