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Apr. 11th, 2010 12:35 amI should be bearing pictures of Shoes and Nearly-Finished Bridesmaid Dresses, but I took the pictures with my cell phone camera, and for some reason, the family desktop at home doesn't think my cell phone exists (and I don't bring my laptop home just for the weekends). At least, it completely disregarded when I put the cable in. WHATever.
But, yes, I'm home for the weekend (AGAIN, but it's for a valid reason), so I put the zipper in the bridesmaid dress (correctly, finally; third time's the charm!), sewed on the straps in the correct place, and hemmed it. Now I just have to make the silly little belt -- and will probably make it and decide I don't want it anyway, but I can't tell that until I actually make it! The skirt's about an inch shorter than I was originally planning on, but that's what happens when you f*** up the first version of the dress you make, and have to make do with the leftover fabric!
Had an orthodontist appointment yesterday, and, good news; I will possibly be getting these beasties off as soon as May 20th. My teeth have been very cooperative in moving. (This probably means that they'll be just as happy to move right back, but shhh. Don't spoil my fun.) My overbite is pretty much fixed, which means my lower lip protrudes a lot more than it used to. I'm still not used to thatand I spend lots of time making weird pouty faces in the mirror and mouthing the lyrics to Stones songs, because I'm kind of unsettled by my change in profile..."HOW MUCH BIGGER ARE THESE LIPS GONNA GET?!"
And, funny story...well, funny-ish. Kind of awful, but also funny. In my family, anyway. My Pop-pop's memorial service was today (yes, sad, I do miss him, but he was 94 and had a damn good run!), in his church, which is about half an hour away, and afterward, the family was cleaning up and packing up the food (they had a potluck after the service) and cleaning up the picture display and taking all the flowers. My mom, sister and I took my grandmom back to her house in our car, and my aunt was the last one to leave the church before they locked it up. We were at my grandmom's house, when my aunt came in with my cousins, bringing all the rest of the stuff...and said, "We were so worried about remembering to get the flowers...guess what we left there. Father." We'd left the box of ashes (he was cremated) in the sanctuary.
Um...oops? And nobody will be there to open the church for one of us until tomorrow afternoon. My grandmother, aunt, mom, and I just sort of looked at each other and started laughing. I mean, how ludicrous is that?
But, yes, I'm home for the weekend (AGAIN, but it's for a valid reason), so I put the zipper in the bridesmaid dress (correctly, finally; third time's the charm!), sewed on the straps in the correct place, and hemmed it. Now I just have to make the silly little belt -- and will probably make it and decide I don't want it anyway, but I can't tell that until I actually make it! The skirt's about an inch shorter than I was originally planning on, but that's what happens when you f*** up the first version of the dress you make, and have to make do with the leftover fabric!
Had an orthodontist appointment yesterday, and, good news; I will possibly be getting these beasties off as soon as May 20th. My teeth have been very cooperative in moving. (This probably means that they'll be just as happy to move right back, but shhh. Don't spoil my fun.) My overbite is pretty much fixed, which means my lower lip protrudes a lot more than it used to. I'm still not used to that
And, funny story...well, funny-ish. Kind of awful, but also funny. In my family, anyway. My Pop-pop's memorial service was today (yes, sad, I do miss him, but he was 94 and had a damn good run!), in his church, which is about half an hour away, and afterward, the family was cleaning up and packing up the food (they had a potluck after the service) and cleaning up the picture display and taking all the flowers. My mom, sister and I took my grandmom back to her house in our car, and my aunt was the last one to leave the church before they locked it up. We were at my grandmom's house, when my aunt came in with my cousins, bringing all the rest of the stuff...and said, "We were so worried about remembering to get the flowers...guess what we left there. Father." We'd left the box of ashes (he was cremated) in the sanctuary.
Um...oops? And nobody will be there to open the church for one of us until tomorrow afternoon. My grandmother, aunt, mom, and I just sort of looked at each other and started laughing. I mean, how ludicrous is that?
