Today I finished up the Little Princess's "Poodle" skirt and petticoat for the Father/Daughter sock hop coming up this weekend. She's very excited. Except it's not a poodle skirt; it's a scottie skirt. I talked her into a scottie because I didn't feel like sewing 25 puffballs all over the poodle! He's very cute and she jazzed up his collar with lots of stick-on jewels. I didn't get a picture yet, so stay tuned!
Then I had to whip up a tunic for St. George. The Pipster is St. George in our homeschool drama production and he needed a tunic with a red cross. Fortunately, I don't have to make the chain mail pants, shirt, and helmet because someone else already had those in the right size. I think it turned out pretty well considering the pattern I have is too small. And I didn't think it would go over his head, so we're going with the velcro-up-the-back. Works for me.
He's not modeling his tunic because he is down for the count. He succumbed to The Plague today and was asleep on the floor in front of the fireplace when I took this pic of LP. He was singing the Sham-Wow song in his sleep. LOL.
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I guess I never gave you an update on our big trip out to Oklahoma. The highlight of the trip was visiting with my Dad, stepmom, and brother Saturday afternoon before we came home on Sunday. This is my brother sitting in the back of his pickup, playing his banjo. He was a hillbilly in another life, evidently. You'd never guess if you saw him in a suit going to work. Well, maybe you would.
Dad took us across the state line, from Missouri to Oklahoma, to a new casino for lunch. Very swanky as those things go, I hear. Not that I've ever been to one before. After lunch, my brother went out to play the slot machines and spend the $5 that was burning a hole in his pocket. I went with him to visit and he taught me the "method" my dad and stepmother use to add to their retirement funds. Very interesting.
It was funny place to go to because you had to enter the property through Missouri, but the casino was in Oklahoma and the parking lot in Kansas. So here are the young'uns at the marker, each in a different state.
Exciting, no?
It's okay, you can say no.
We drove back through Galena, KS, which (no offense to any of my readers!) is one of the saddest looking towns I think I've ever seen. I love old towns, but this one is in sad shape. We went that way so they could show us the biggest mansion in Missouri. About a mile and a half from Galena. It was pretty amazing but I kept wondering where there was a grocery store that was up to their standards.
Actually, I was thinking how much my kids would love that 3-state thing!
ReplyDeleteAnd Rachel would love if I made her a Scotty skirt. Was it difficult?