Unfortunately, our urban garden has not survived this awful month, so we re-planted everything except for the tomatoes which I will buy today at the market.
|Dead cucumber with new ones planted last week|
I'm leaving for Transylvania in a little bit more than a month. I can't wait, although really, I think it is now time to seriously plan that group trip, starting by getting a new passport...
On the crafty side of things, I've been sewing more than knitting or weaving. I made a mistake about an inch ago in my weaving, and I can't find the will to undo that inch to redo it.
The knitting was going well, I started the sleeves, and started to divide for armholes. All was going well. Then I read AT THE SAME TIME...start shaping neck, and started to wonder if really, I was able to multitask that much while knitting. After a few minutes of trying to calculate numbers of row, and decreases on my knitting application on ipod, I had to add another thing not to forget to do:
|left front, neck shaping and breathing, all happening at the same time.|
But, really, the last month has been busier with sewing. I don't feel very comfortable sewing, even if I took some basic courses a few years ago with a dancer from my Hungarian folk dance group. I think she was very good at giving us good habits. I also sewed very intensively a few years ago, sewing 4 or 5 sets of Hungarian costumes over a weekend with 2 friends. But I hadn't touche my sewing machine in years, and remembered mostly un-sewing the many mistakes I kep making and being discouraged at how crooked everything I tried to do was. So, even after I moved to this gigantic apartment, acquired a monstrous desk, a new iron and ironing board with the objective of starting to sew again, I had not touch my sewing machine since the move last July. But somehow, the nicer weather inspired me, and in the past 2 weeks, I started a few things.
|The curtains for our main door had been on my to-do list since I visited the apartment last year|
|This is a future bed skirt. It is all sewn, I only need to add velcro to make sure it holds onto our fairytale bed.|
The second item is a bed skirt. My man built us a bed that is about 18 inch high. I love it, I have trouble getting onto it, it's so high, but it really feels like a princess' bed. And it's got tons of room for storage underneath. Unfortunately, this space is 1. not pretty and 2. always full of dust. So after finding this fabric at Ikea, I spent 2 hours sewing it. It looks good, and it works well again the dust. I now just have to find a way to keep in in place, probably with velcro. That too went very well, and very quickly, and everything is straight.
The last project project I worked on in the past weeks was a huge catastrophe for my ego.
I decided to make myself a skirt with some very colourful fabric I bought last year. I found a pattern that looked easy to make, and cut all the pieces of paper and fabric for what I thought was my size.
Before starting crying, I took a deep breath, and went to my bedroom, and tried on several clothes in that same size. Pfeww, they all fit. So I had not doubled in size overnight. Some of these clothes I've had for several years. But I really find it annoying that the sizes I wear are more and more different depending on where I get my clothes. I have clothes in S, M and L which all fit more or less the same way, and I also have clothes in at least 3 different sizes, because some sizes are made smaller, or bigger to please the crowd, I feel. Of course, nobody wants to be over size 6. But selling size 14 clothes with a size 10 or 12 tag on to make people feel better is not helpful, at least not to me. How do people order clothes over the internet? Not only I feel fat, but I also feel like someone has decided they have to lie to me because, what, I am not able to take the truth? Because if I feel big, I will not buy clothes anymore? (hum...maybe, but I still need to wear something). I think we should have a system where we are able to identify our size by the real size of our waist. Anyway, all that to say that I was not happy because now I have to redo the skirt. I will cut a new belt one size bigger, and I will undo the pleats to make them smaller, so I will gain room at the waist.
And I will seriously re-start looking at what I eat, try to figure out ways to be more active, stop using the way I feel in my clothes as a way to assess if my body is changing and figure out a way to "try" the paper pieces of a pattern before I start cutting the fabric. That was not a good day. :-(