twirly whirly swirly girly
oh but guess what: it wasn't the usual house full of boys either. Danny's teenage/twenty year old Bachelor mates are acquiring beautiful girlfriends!!! one of whom came to our place wearing an amazingly soft, extremely long, twirly whirly swirly skirt.
so while the lads ate everything in our fridge and the leftover lasagne and some peachy white choc muffins that i made cos they looked so hungry, and watched old Chuck Norris movies, the chicks and i ate all the chocolate from the secret stash and Beautiful Girlfriend let me in on the secret of her op shop skirt, which turned out to be a bunch of rectangles and triangles all holding hands in a twirly whirly swirly circle.
which immediately called for another refabriKATEd moment:
enter a chocolate sheet, a bit of measuring with the width of a little piece of paper, some rippage and freehand triangle-cutting.
a sleep. well, actually, everyone's carriages turned into pumpkins and so the kids turned the lights off and went to bed and i thought i'd better follow suit.
a seven o'clock wake up call,
followed by a two-hour dawn stint while mick snuggled in the parental bed hushedly watching a movie.
(yes that *is* woozie's sewing machine propped up on the bed. we had to keep the noise down for the sleeper-inners.)
(yes, i switcheroo'd the sewing machine with the overlocker. actually i sewed rectangles to triangles on the overlocker and then i stitched the seams on the sewing machine. yeah. backwards.)
another hour while as others drifted in for a veggie intake. a bit of advice from woozie as to elastic waistband tricksies (which i thought i took a photo of, but hey, it seems i did not)...
and it's amazingly long.
and extremely soft.