Now to annnoy you with crafts!

[eviltammy]

I made a drawstring bag out of one of Mom's shirts.

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I can sew! Not in a straight line most of the time, but still...

Which is good because I just bought 3 new pairs of pants that need hemming.

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[dejla.livejournal.com]

Ooh. I HATE HATE HATE hemming pants. I pay to have them hemmed because I hate hemming.

[rainbow.livejournal.com]

Ooooh, pretty!

[otterevil.livejournal.com]

Well, as I told Ith & Nin in email - I was thinking about my clothes for the trip and realized I only had one pair of pants - I'd been wearing dresses to go out during the winter since most of mine come down to mid-calf or lower and I'd wear shorts in the house. And the pants I had were wearing out, so I cut them off into shorts :)

We're going to Yellowstone. In October. I don't think shorts will be a good idea :) So I went shopping. And the pair of Women's Petite pants I tried on? Still would need hemming.

I'm going to look at the pants, and go through all the steps except for actually cutting and sewing and then decide if I'm going to do it or have it done. (It's the whole 'can't sew a straight line thing]

Yet another thing Mom used to do [sigh].

[otterevil.livejournal.com]

Thanks! It was a really nice silky shirt, but too small for me - and not really my style. Was going to donate it, then decided not to :)

[dejla.livejournal.com]

My mother used to make all my clothes. I miss my mom.

[otterevil.livejournal.com]

Mom made mine when I was a kid, but she did my hemming and fixed rips and things as an adult.

I miss mine too.

[dejla.livejournal.com]

Yeah. *Sniffles*

And she always made the best vegetable soup. I'd be coming in to visit, and she'd ask if I wanted anything special to eat: shrimp, lobster, roast... And I'd always say vegetable soup.

So she'd go out and buy pumpernickel bread and make vegetable soup.

[otterevil.livejournal.com]

Oh, Mom made excellent veg soup.

Today's nonsense at court stirred up a lot of those old feelings [sigh], plus for my library class, we've been talking about collections and I've been talking about integrating her stuff and my stuff and figuring out what of each to keep and what to get rid of. Hurts less, but still hurts.

[dejla.livejournal.com]

I don't think the hurt ever really goes away entirely. I think that it fades a little; it stops being so sharp. But it's there, sort of like smacking your finger with a hammer and then the pain fading.

Mom had cancer, so in some ways it was a relief. My dad had died 13 years earlier, of an unexpected heart attack, so there wasn't any relief there.

But I guess it's the final step of growing up--there's no parental authority any longer.

Oh, and it is a superbly gorgous bag!

[otterevil.livejournal.com]

Both of my parents were unexpected - though Dad's being in ICU for a month after his accident tempered that. But Mom's was completely out of the blue. As someone else I know said - it's a club that only the people who are in it understand completely how you feel and it's a club no one wants to be in.

And thanks about the bag :) It was admired by my sewing & knitting friends. When the yarn balls get a bit smaller, it'll be an excellent carrier :)