Cooler than You: Stupid Things I Say and Do

As promised, a Thursday posting of a tester pattern . . . well, Friday but I aimed for Thursday and HOT DAMN I made it!  As I mentioned in another post, I sent April a borderline insane email pleaing to test.  She said yes, I jumped with joy, and . . . pattern testing sure is fun.  And April, thanks.  The pleasure was all mine.  { update: birthday pics and April's pattern is READY for sale!} Without further ado: April Rhode 's Date Night Dress. The pattern has a simple slip, which as you can see I made from slip fabric AND one in silk.  The slip one got hijacked as I used hem lace for the bias tape on it.  The silk . . . I went all Susy Bad Sewer and made silk bias tape.  Pointers: I made mine during a wave of insomnia.  I think the gremlins of one am pushed it along.   Aw, seriously . . . just go slow.  Be prepared to question what you were thinking more than once as it slides. Then . . . then just iron a litt...

So, my birthday is around the corner, as in like the 16th (a week from today), and the damned day has a long and sad history of being a total shitville.  One year a friend was murdered on my birthday, a cousin was shot the day after, it has been forgotten more times than I can count, I got used samples (as in the friend's hair was in the mascara) one year (let's not talk about that), and the day after I turned 30 I broke my foot.  First broken bone at 30! So, I don't mind getting older . . . I mind shit that happens though.  My 30th year blew, in astronomical ways.  Yet, I've trudged on.  Lupus still sucks, always will, but I was once told that I'd be dead long before now.  I'm turning 37 on the 16th.  Yes, yes I am. The comics book is in formatting for press, two articles will be done this week, a third book goes for press review at the end of summer, and . . . well, things are busy and that can only mean one thing.  Life isn't too bad.  Y...