Also, it's September. I'm a little shocked we allowed that to happen already. In protest, I need to go dye something.
You can color too, while you wait.
The staple gun and I: re-covered the cushions and bench, "wallpapered" with fabric, attached the corner trim, and hung all the curtains after sewing a couple of layers of fringe. The designer says that he likes having me work on things like this, because I really "get" fringe. (Apparently, some people don't. Can I list an understanding of fringe as a marketable job skill?)Nice, huh? The whole thing is kind of like a portable bordello. If, you know, I were to ever imagine what that sort of thing might look like, which I wouldn't. At all.
Ahem.
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My sister has started her own "30 Days of Posts" - go follow along! So far it's fun, patriotic, and has a picture of a skinny-dipping-slip-'n-slider! (And that's just the first day!)
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Stay tuned - tomorrow I take exception to my mother's advice. There will probably be ranting involved.




