My mother has always told me that I was thin skinned...you know, get my feelings hurt easily. And, you know what, she's right ( aren't they always). Well, today while I was visiting bloggy land I got my feeling hurt. Was it intentional? I doubt it, really, but none the less, I am taking it as a sign to step away from the computer for a bit.
My weekly list of chores and sewing is long, so I don't think I'll get bored. Any-who, wishing you all a wonderful day, and hoping that someone says something kind to you!
That is what I am calling the women I know who have been laid off from said school ( no need to name names). Most of us have kids, are educated, and are now with much too much time on our hands. Today when I dropped The Shmoo off at school I was asked by another mother, "what are you going to do now?" My reply..."go for a long walk, eat some breakfast, and then sew the day away." She did not look amused. But hey, being lady of leisure is hard work!
What I failed to tell her, since I was sure her question was more sarcastic and judgmental than actually friendly was: I will be calculating all of the expenses I'm not sure I can pay while on my long walk, and hope that when I get home I can find something that is remotely interesting to eat. And while I am sewing the day away I will be anxiously waiting for the phone to ring with a job offer! Nope, I did not share that with her. Because, really, it's none of her business what I will be doing with my time!
Clearly I needed to walk longer than an hour!
However, J helped me take this lovely photo last night. This quilt has been on our spare bed for almost 2 years with no binding on it. Yesterday I washed and dried it, and laid claim to it. Last night, I snugged under it while reclined in my new recliner, and nearly fell asleep. Now that's a good quilt I tell yah!
This was my first true scrap quilt. The only purchased fabric is the boarder, and well, I needed it! I asked J if he was jealous, and he said " yeah! The Shmoo has my quilt on his bed, you have this new love, and I have nothing." Well, if this lady of leisure stuff continues I'm sure I can find the time to make him his own quilt. I mean, one that he can actually use, because I think The Shmoo may have staked some claim on the original!
Yep, that's what The Shmoo told me on Monday. Okay, he did not technically say that, but his school did. The new law for Pre-Schoolers in our area is that if they eat lunch and stay for rest time----they must brush their teeth. So, I clearly had to make a cute bag to hold said toothbrush and toothpaste ( fluoride free says the state). I happen to find this amazing tutorial over at Orange Flower last week, and it seemed like the perfect fit. Plus, I was able to use my favorite fruit and veggie fabrics ( always a plus)
While I was whipping up this little baby I also made The Shmoo a wet bag to hold all of his wet clothes from school. It's currently in the wash, so I'll have to post a picture of that another time. But, we have moved from 3 sets of wet clothes, to two sets, to only one today. We have lost 2 pairs of Thomas undies to the trash though....poor Thomas.
Today marks The Shmoo's first official day of Pre-school. I dropped him off armed with his Cars lunch box, his Cookie Monster sneakers, and 7 pairs of underwear. What I did not bring was my camera! Yep, failing motherhood-101. Every other parent was taking a picture of their child in front of their cubby. But, no, not me. I dropped him off on the playground, put his lunch in the fridge, and reminded his teachers that he would need to be pried off of the climber in about half an hour for a trip to the Potty. Well, hopefully I can get a photo when I pick him up after lunch...he may be naked- if he's peed through all 7 pairs of underwear and the 4 pairs of shorts they have for him! Don't laugh, he's got more pee in his tiny body than I ever thought possible.
Well, I've sent in 2 applications for jobs on-line, and now I am off to SEW!
I hope your Monday includes some sewing, and that you remembered your camera for the first day of school!
Peace be with you
Note*** The Shmoo came home in school issues shorts and 3, count them THREE, bags of soiled clothes. One pair of Thomas undies was so bad they had to be thrown away. Hopefully his system is all cleared out and today will be process!
A month, what? It's been a month since my last post. Well, a lot has happened in the past 4 weeks. We (I ) packed up our house, facilitated our move, and started the unpacking process whilst waiting for my mom to arrive and save the day! She did arrive from the heat of North Carolina, stayed for 10 wonderful days, and is missed dearly by all!
The Shmoo and I have been home together this past week waiting for Pre-School to re-open. Most of our days have been spent with The Shmoo in nothing but a t-shirt POTTY TRAINING, and me asking him every half hour if he has to use the potty. He seems to be getting the hang of it, and spent a few hours out and about with big-boy underwear on. I informed his teacher that I would not be sending him to school with diapers on Monday, but rather a bag full of clothes and underwear. That is why we pay the big bucks for pre-school, right? But, I cannot have his soiled clothes coming home in a plastic bag, so I purchased some water repellant fabric today to make him a wet bag. Come on now, only the very best for my boy.
Monday marks the beginning of our new life. Pre-school drop off is 9am for The Shmoo ( YAhoooooo). I am still unemployed ( with my name on the sub list for the local elementary schools- I've had enough of high school kids for right now), and hoping to take this time to figure out what I really want to do when I grow up. My family is pushing me to use my sewing skills to make some $$$, and I may....but I need a plan. So, Monday is the start of my planning process. Part of that planning includes spending some more time here in Blogland with all of you lovely people.