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After a picture-perfect Saturday afternoon strolling together through a few art exhibits and stopping for a bite to eat at a prime location for making fun of observing tourists, Sunday was a bit of a bore. The Army had The Husbeast up at Way Too Early to go to an all-day shooting range, and I was left to my own devices for the day. After completing most of the requisite weekend cleaning tasks, I settled in for some almost-quality sewing time. Maybe I have a short attention span, but I find it pretty tedious to do much sewing (or knitting or crochet, for that matter) without some kind of background distraction – and, barring the ability to listen to the latest episode of Prairie Home Companion, it was a bit difficult to stay in front of the machine for too long. I ended up making deals with myself: “You can stop now, but if you do, you’ll have to go change the cat litter/start another load of laundry/vacuum the rugs right away” – and it worked like a charm. By 2:30pm, I had multiple projects to show for my time.

First up is the Reversible Sundress from Sew Baby, with matching bloomers. Cute, isn’t it? Friends we knew in Germany have a daughter just about to turn one – I think it’ll make a charming little gift, just in time for summer! It’s a super easy pattern to whip up, too. I had been planning to cop out on making the buttonholes (because I’ve never been any good at it) and just sew on snaps, with the buttons for show, but just couldn’t bring myself to falsify the function of a button. Still intimidated, my next big plan was to take the dress up to one of the local sewing shops today and ask them to make the buttonholes for me. Then I realized I was being a wimp. After reading multiple tutorials, watching every single video about it available on the innernets, and using up several yards of fabric practicing, I sewed buttonholes. And you know what? They totally weren’t that bad. Take that, buttonholes! You are mine! Bwahahaha!

Ahem. I also stitched up some bunting for my craft room, the basic idea for which can be found here – I modified the pattern for a slightly more elongated flag, but stuck to the production stitching and double-fold bias tape for fast and easy results. I absolutely adore the red contrast to the robin’s egg blue paint on my craft room walls. But, I’m wondering if the brown curtains (in keeping with the original turquoise and brown theme) aren’t going to be quickly outmoded by the encroaching red. Not a problem, these changes, aside from the expense of curtains! One week before classes start up again – perhaps a bit of thrifting is in store!


My Better Half has an Army Event this evening, something called a Tactical Dining In, that –  so near as I can tell –  is a military dinner of sorts during which soldiers are free to do ridiculous things (I once heard a story about someone’s shorts being a key ingredient in a so-called grog bowl) and are thus able to fully revel in their Armyness in the absence of spouses and other reasonable witnesses. The Husbeast describes it as follows:

An internal unit function designed to boost morale, honor silly traditions, encourage drinking, and provide a venue for blowing off steam.

Sounds suspect, doesn’t it? Anyway, part of tonight’s festivities involves The Wearing of Aprons, with both enlisted and commissioned leadership from each company dressing up to dish out the food. The aprons are part of a competition for an Esprit de Corps streamer, a little ribbon that the winner is entitled to attach to his or her company’s flag in a playful, prideful display of superiority. While most other companies went out and got creative with pre-fab aprons, I simply couldn’t have that for The Husbeast’s crew, the Hell Hounds. Enter the Manly Apron, complete with duct tape strap (I’m especially proud of the paint job) –

…and its ever-so-dainty counterpart, the Puppy Apron!

Last I heard, the Commander and the First Sergeant were arguing over who gets to wear which apron, which was, incidentally, after I made an emergency run to Michael’s and then sped down to Base upon receiving a phone call requesting last-minute assistance because the XO (the guy who’s second in command) desperately had to have – of all things – five candle holders. Army Strong, indeed.