So I have rediscovered sewing over the last few weeks. The thing I love to sew the most is skirts. They are super easy and simple. I make them about 3/4 in length and drawstring waist.
I have recently made about 5 of them and am truly in love.
I like to choose fabric that is simple but funky at the same time. OUt of the recent skirts I have made I have used Oxford grey material, black and white quilting material (broadcloth) and khaki. Not sos unusual for me but they seem to go with everything and are super cute.
Directions on how to do…
Materials: 1 and 1/2 to 2 yards of fabric, sewing machine, thread, drawstring
1. Measure your waist. Take the measurement in half and add an inch, that is how you will make your waist on the skirt.
2. Fold your fabric in half and then in half again. measure from the fold over with your waist measurement. Cut fabric at a 45 degree angle down. You can cut as long as you want or as short.
3. Sew wrong sides together on front and back, both sides.
4. Iron out seams.
5. Fold over top about 2 inches and fold shirt in half. Mark on front where you need to place button holes. Sew in button holes, make sure you make them at least 1/2 inch long.
6. Fold and press hem at top of skirt. Make sure button holes are in the middle. Sew in hem.
7. Fold and press bottom hem and sew together.
8. Pull in string through button holes.
9. Try on new skirt!
Nobody is reading my blog. So sad and so bad. maybe I have gotten boring.
I know my randomness is off and I am not sure how to get that back, but I have been in such a funk since like October.
Anyway. I want to…
1. have sex. like now.
2. drink alot of alcohol in one night and party like a rock. I think in Vegas too.
3. Not be so damn tired.
4. not be so damn bored.
5. be a chef in my own restuarant.
okay enough with that. MMM stated that I should not be doing this whole interent dating thing. She thinks that the people I will find will want relationships. I do not want to be anyone’s girlfriend at the moment. it is not that I am opposed to it, it is I just don’t have that kind of time. i have a career and a 2 year old and what little social time I get, I like to spend out with my friends. I mean if I meet the right guy, that might change, but as of now it could not be anything serious. And she stated that since all I really want is sex, I should be meeting people in bars. I hate meeting people in bars unless i am drunk and even then the people I meet at the bars I hang out in are total germlins and I want nothing to do with that. I wish there was a way to know how big a guys dick is before you ever think anything else about them. Oh yeah! X-ray googles or vision. And I was totally knocking on Superman earlier in my head. I have always been a huge x-men fan and never really that into Superman, but I think he had something. I digress.
So, I have the opportunity to meet another person from this internet dating thing. I am not sure, the last guy creeped me out completely. maybe, just maybe.
Since no one reads this hear blog, no one is acually wondering what the hell is wrong with me except me. And I wonder that alot. I think I know everything and I think I can do everything, but I have come to the conclusion that I am completely fucked and have no idea what is actually going on in my life. I have admitted it. i need to work on the restoration of my life again.
Next step: I think I shal try to get laid. I think some good old fashioned fucking would help me clear my mind. So i guess date on my friend, date on.
So I am still in a bit of a funk. i think it has to do with Valentine’s day just occurring. I actually have never cared about that particular holiday, but now that I am officially (well almost) single, it kinda sucked.
Actually I had a great day. I went the museum with some friends and the high in Atlanta has gotten an excellent collection of art over the years. I did not see their pop art collection and was a little disappointed in that. they used to have a Andy Warhol, the Marilyn Monroe one and also a version of the Campbell soup cans. But they do now have some impressionism and a pretty decent collection of Barque art. I was impressed.
Then when I came home, I made Goose a Kane family tradition of fondue for dinner. complete with wine glasses of milk and candles. He was actually not that impressed, but again he is only 2 and it will be something he remembers in the future. It is something me and my brothers remember.
I wish i was not in such a funk. i have actually been going out and having a life and then there is work.
WORK. Oh how I love what I do, but in the last few weeks I have just been so stressed about it and I feel like I am fucking everything up and I pray I am not. The girls I work with sometimes look at me like am just stupid, but in reality I don’t know and no one told me. But then I again i did not ask. I need to remember to ask.
So Goose is sick again and his daycare has pissed off mom. They called me today at 3pm. I called them back and told someone my mom picks him up about 330pm and I actually work in Midtown and can not be there before she gets him. Whomever i spoke stated okay and I figured they would let the teachers know. apparently not. Mom calls when she gets home pissed that I did not call the daycare, thinking that I did not get the message. Actually I did I just didn’t speak to Goose’s teacher. And they also told mom that he can not go back to school until 24 hrs after his fever is gone. So now we have to stay home tomorrow and I have to try to get some work done at home and now AMB needs to see my crazy patient who needs put on insulin. I think I will tell her to have the PI talk to the patient and if she agrees get her a script for it and she can begin and if she does not agree set her up with an appointment to come in ET from the study. (Sorry about the research terminology, but I don’t feel like explaining today. If you really want to know just ask and if you work in research who the only person i know of who reads this here blog does, you understand and Hi M-W, hos is going?) Problems and problems. It really does suck being a single parent and I am not really sure what to do. I know that I am doing the best that I can and today I kinda feel like that is not good enough. I think subconscious I know that it is good enough, but today I felt like crap because I could not go pick up my son and take care of him. i had too much going on at work and actually did not get out until 30 minutes after quitting time. He was just fine and mom was not pissed off at me. I think she wonders how I do all this. I think writing helps and drinking. I need to get some wine tomorrow. I have completely run out and I think a random drunk thursday sounds good.
Later haters, catch you on the b-side.
I know I have not written in a while and when I have it has been total crap. well, I bought myself a new laptop and have the wireless set up in the house so hopefully that will all change.
I guess i have been okay. I have been on this internet dating site and have met a few people. i actually went out with one of them and if dating is like that please no thanks. I know I can not handle it. The guy just stared at me for about 2 hours and then proceeded to tell me I was beautiful a million times. And then when I left he text me “you are just so beautiful” It was just all a bit much for me. damn I know I am hot you do not need to tell me a million times and please do not stare at me staring at people is just rude. I asked MMM if this was normal dating behavior and she stated if you are uncomfortable then no. Hell yeah! I was fuckin’ freaked out. I mean the guy was nice enough, but he was just a bit off. I need to just date and deal with the crazies because apparently they are out in the dating world and there is no way around them.
Other then that life has been a fuckin bitch! My mother is driving me nuts. She keeps making me fell bad for wanting to have a life besides work and raise Goose. I need a life beside those 2 things. I need to go out and party I need to go out and get dress up and date. I need to have time to myself without her and without Goose. She is just lonely I think and needs something I will not give her. I am tired of always running around and not really doing anything. I want to spend time alone whenever I can. Fuck I want to not watch hallmark movies on a Saturday when Goose is napping. I want to not be made into a bad person because I try to make my son listen to me. I am just tired and in a really pissy mode today.
My computer just shut down. I was about to be pissed, well kinda am now I have to begin downloading iTunes all over again.
OHM is an ass as always. He has been better about being with Goose. He is, actually I told him, picking him up every other weekend and keeping him for the weekend. He is still having my son around the idiot woman he abandoned us for, but I am being the better person. He is probably going to be deported. He asked me a few times to go to the INS interview and then to go to court with him and I told him no. There are consequences to your actions and your is you will lose the 2 best people you have ever meet in your life and your stupid ass will be back in africa wondering what the hell did I do.
The other day, R-B stated to me that I was a damn good woman. And then she asked does OHM know what he is missing and what he left behind. I proceed to state the bastard thinks with his dick not his head and probably has no idea. I am so fucking better off, but it is sad one day he will get his and I will just laugh in his face. And one day Goose will tell him to fuck off and I will just laugh in his face.
Okay I am kinda being a bitch now and I can really see my mode going south for the winter and I don’t want to do that so later haters, see you on the b-side.
I finally got the tat I have wanted for like a year and it is so awesome.