A Pinny For Your Thoughts...

With great shame and mortification, I must confess that I am a Clot of the Highest Order. I have been wiping wet and manky hands on my lap for so many years now that the muscle memory is honed to superhuman precision. I can find myself suddenly wearing a floury/chocolatey/jammy skirt front at any moment, without the first clue as to how this happened.

So, in absence of any sort of self awareness and with little will to change tactics at 40 years old, I am a devotee of the pinny. Casual enough to wear to answer the door but without the 'I mean business' determination of an actual apron, a pinny will keep me clean and allow me to fully indulge my need to keep a pocketful of random crap on my person at all times. Even as I write, my pinny pocket contains my phone, change, lip balm, safety pins, a cat toy and three sugar free sucky sweets. This requires a sturdy pocket,as you can imagine...

So, my old stock of [pinnies being oft-mended, threadbare and tatty, I decided on an upgrade. This time, double thickness for durability in washing, with a wide waistband and ties and a super-strong pocket. I found fabric I liked (on sale!!) and that was that! Here is my first, in a pretty green, I hope to make the second today, from a similar blue fabric.

There are many mistakes and wonky seams and I ran out of the correct green hue of thread before sewing on the pocket, but I'm delighted! If I can stop being side tracked by the next project, I plan to make quite a few of these. :)

A Cushion Whose Time Has Come...

This cushion is a very long time in the making; almost a year in fact. When all of Jack's things were packed away, to be discarded or donated, this shirt escaped the cull. Washed and worn, then washed again, almost to the point of transparency, this was Jack's favourite shirt. This is the shirt I washed a hundred Sunday gravy spills from, replaced a dozen popping buttons on, and which told tales on Jack when he came back from town with a big resplendent jam stain down the front. 'Who? Me? Eating doughnuts? Of course not!'

I packed and unpacked this shirt many times in Jack's last year, in and out from hospital as he was, and finally laid it aside, when the time came to spend the last week at home, in pyjamas. There are many years and many stories woven into this old shirt; how could it be thrown away?

So now it sits on Anne's bed, to remind her of her Swiddy. It even bulges a bit! Bad sewing or an accident of perfect appropriateness? Fat Boy would have laughed! :)

Ok, here are some of the things I need to get done, I found more after I took the picture. I am going to at least get these done...
... Without Mickey leaving his dental record on them. I hope.

More hats

Soon this yarn will be Frozen themed hats for a trio of cuties.

Hats!

So I finished 2 overdue hats yesterday, finished another today, delivered them, and I forgot to take pictures!

At least I can strike the long overdue Bruno boys hats off my list!

Being sick is demotivating

I can muster enthusiasm for crochet when dealing with my chronic nonsense. When dealing with an annoying chest cold that's felled half my office? Not so much. I did start on an overdue hat last night, but got frustrated because the sizing didn't want to cooperate. So tonight will be take 2 of the Great Hat Debacle.

Well Begun Is Half Done!

Hurrah! First sewing project finished and it's an impromptu one.

Last week, our home helper Jude mentioned that one of her ladies, a sweet old darling in her eighties, was tormented with sores under her arms. Her illness made these difficult to cure, and nighties with sleeves or armholes were a torment to her. I said it would be a simple thing to rip back the armhole seams to a few inches down the sides and Jude asked me if I might help out by altering a nightie for her client.

So, last Sunday, I did just that, also adding ribbons so that the open arms could be tied for warmth and comfort without constriction. The lady was delighted and requested that I might alter two more nighties, with the promise that she would say rosaries for my named intentions. So! My first Lenten Lovely is to barter sewing for rosaries. How appropriate is that? I'm going to send along a note with these two, requesting rosaries for fellow Lenten Lovely Ladies Mari and Kate, and also for Rob.

Well begun is half done ladies! I showed mine, now you show yours! :P

Jenny x