They’re here! My latest distractions! I was so twitterpated when I saw the patterns online, but Oliver + S also do packaging right! The little extras they add to the patterns are hugely appealing to me, and that guarantees that I will be a repeat, though annoying, consumer.
I took the patterns out to stare at them a week ago, and have to say that even the patterns themselves are lovely.
Being mostly house-bound has allowed me (or possibly forced) to finish up lots of needle-art projects, so my Gorey projects require only background stitching, and I can then begin new ones! I finished a skirt, and am ready to start on several dresses too!
An unfortunate side of being without a great portion of my abdominal muscles now, is that I have to wait for assistance with most things that require lifting of any sort. So, I have to wait for someone to go to the fabric store with me, which might work out for the best, since I am definitely not the one to choose colors or match anything well. In other words, the one who accompanied me to the fabric store will also have the burden of picking out fabrics/patterns/colors, etc.
An unfortunate side-effect of my mostly sofa-bound-hinder, is that Liam has taken to conversing (deep and thoughtful) with my big toe, also known as “Toe Bot!” These interactions (though one-sided) can last for up to 20 minutes. Should I worry? I don’t suppose it matters, since for his three-year checkup, he worked some of his voices on the pediatrician, and she now thinks he is retarded, due to his choice of a mumble-voice. So, while he can speak better than most children his age (all of them that we have met, I am giving the others the benefit of the doubt), he appears to speak unintelligibly and doesn’t make eye-contact (yet another part of his act). They also did a urine sample, since he has used the bathroom every three minutes or so (8-10 times while at the doctor’s office).
Thursday, we have Finn’s appointment, and I am desperate to get him to respond directly to my questions of color, number, or letter. So far, no luck. I was convinced that Finn is color-blind, but Madame Ovary tells me he has me snowed, and that he knows all of his colors, etc. I am still worried, as the doctor has become a real force/authority (moreso than I ever would have imagined). She actually told me that Liam needs to be out of the house, with other kids at least twice a week. Well, my mind can spin that out in all manner of webbed and sticky ways.
Overly distracted,
Pru
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Rather than his mumble voice, Liam should have used his Hawwy Pottewee: “My father is NOT A DRUNK!!!” I’ll bet that one would have impressed the Nazi doctor!
I was on my guard for that voice, and for a statement like that. I was even waiting for him to use his “sentence enhancers”… Like, “Askole” or “Some of a Beech.”
I was, however, treated to a lecture about how I need to work with Finn on his colors and how the boys need to be out with other people several days a week…so, um, you wanna do something?
I’m certain she didn’t mean adults, but we’re fun people too!!
Oh, and I have an apron pattern just waiting with my sock monkey stuff…