lovetriangle: (Leon Bakst)
My own nature is at odds with my desire to teach my daughter a lesson. Harumph.

lovetriangle: (Leon Bakst)
If marinade were meant to be sprayed on meat, it would come in little bottles with a spray top.

Conversely, if perfume were meant to be soaked in for 3 days & nights, it would come in large bottles with a wide opening. Please take note of the difference.

Note to building managers in charge of janitorial & maintenance contracts:
Hand soap scented so strongly that people ask if I've had pina coladas for lunch is a bad idea. It does not make the bathroom smell better; it clashes with people's (hopefully modestly-applied) perfume, and just plain stinks!

Note to the makers of hand lotion:
I should not be able to smell a tropical island's worth of sickeningly sweet fruit from across the room every time my coworker lubes up.

I do not have a strong sense of smell. I am not allergic to perfumes, hairspray, etc. So, if something bothers me you KNOW it's gotta be stinky.
lovetriangle: (Mucha 2)
In my prayers.

The true miracle of that horrible day is that they weren't an hour later when they probably would have killed 10-50 times as many people.

Big day!

Sep. 5th, 2007 06:14 pm
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In the non-costuming portion of my world, today was my girl's first day of school! Oh, she was so excited! She had her backpack and her lunch box, her new dress and everything. She was so proud to be going to kindergarten like a big girl.

How did it come so quickly?
lovetriangle: (Default)
I have a bat sleeping in my shower drain.

That is all.

Edit: So the maintenance guy comes to get the bat. He has no gloves, no tools, no brain. I tell him he'll need some gloves - bats have rabies. He asks me for a plastic bag and closes himself into the bathroom. When I open the door to give him the bag he's got a hay-OOGE screwdriver in his hand and asks, "Jou wan me kill it?"

The level of absurdity is running very high.
lovetriangle: (Default)
I'm trying to catch up on what all y'all did for the last 6 days, but the volume of posts is staggering so forgive me if I don't comment. :-(

We made it back safely from Sacramento where it topped off at 118 degrees! Watermellon never tasted so good. :-) And block party fireworks are great fun, even if it's a little nerve-wracking to give sparklers to 4-6 year olds...

I picked up my machine from the shop and it runs smooth as silk. sooooo nice. We ended the weekend when I thought it might be great fun to lose the fob to my car. The car is still sitting next to the park with my wallet, house keys, and life in it. I got a new fob today so I can go retrieve my stuff and drive legally again. ugh.

Now I'm back at work, about to head home, and hopefully get some sewing done. Tomorrow I'll be back at work where strange things are afoot at the Circle K.

Cheers everyone. :-)
lovetriangle: (Leon Bakst)

Let this be a warning to you! 


*Yawn*

May. 2nd, 2007 08:54 pm
lovetriangle: (Default)

Another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody...

Well, not really. But it was another night and I ain't did no sewin'. Ever since I ordered the pink fabric for the new Venetian I can't think of anything else, so I'm not working on the PDSvN. Of course, I don't HAVE the pink fabric yet so I'm not working on that either. Then I sat down and dragged out Corsets & Crinolines to start on a set of Diderot stays for the future Chemise Dress, but I was too lazy to draft them out when I know I can scan them tomorrow at the office and scale them up in photoshop before fitting them. SO much faster. I am actually more attracted to other stays in the book but this would be my first 18c stays so I don't want to shoot myself in the foot. If I screw these up I'll be disgusted and never get to fixing them nor making the dress. *sigh* It can be painful to know oneself so well...

Bottom line, I SHOULD be drawing the pinking design on the PDSvN sleeves.

But I'm not.

If life wasn't so crazy right now I'd be at WASABI sewing, but that is not do-able either. Man, everything would be so much simpler if I didn't have to work...

lovetriangle: (Default)
I had to run an office errand and my radio was on in the car. I just heard about the shootings at Virginia Tech and am sadder than words can say.

My sympathy and prayers go out to the families and students there.
lovetriangle: (PDSvN)
Having been waylaid on Saturday by my second migraine of the month, less trim was affixed than could have been.

Crap.

Somethin's gotta give with these headaches. I can't live like this. I used to get maybe 8 a year; now I'm getting 2 a month, sometimes 3. *sigh*

I am also resigned to not having the PDSvN done for this weekend. I will just work away at it and wear it when I can and hope it's not a hot weekend when it's ready.

Crap.
lovetriangle: (Mucha 2)
That in my efforts to find out what was gong on with the radiator in Claire's room I tugged on the footboard of her bed and snapped it clean off? The brand-new, big-girl bed we just got her. I am no superhero but that wood cracked like cheap balsa.

ME NO HAPPY!

And it looks like the flood was a broken pipe in a vacant unit 2 floors above us, which is why no one came for 3 hours after we reported water streaming through our ceiling. *sigh*
lovetriangle: (Leon Bakst)
So, there has been water pouring out of the ceiling in 2 of my 3 bathrooms since 4pm. I can hear water pouring down the inside of the walls behind the 3rd bathroom. They JUST sent the plumber who is now going upstairs to see what's going on with that, but now my whole house stinks like wet plaster and I am quite sure we'll have stinking walls and mold from now until doomsday.

On top of that, I kept Claire's door closed to keep it from getting stinky in there and I walked in there to EVEN MORE STINK than the rest of the place. Her radiator is spewing steam up the wall that is now hotter than hades, and the carpet is wet around it. Different problem, same stink.

Me No Happy. :-(

Obligatory costume content: Effigy Stays - only 10 eyelets left to do. New Hoops - butt pillow is jettisoned; the whole thing looks great with the new bumroll worn under it.

You know, I've been making Elizabethan clothing for over 25 years, and have been doing it fairly well for at least a few of those, but every time I deviate from my tried & true undergarments to make something new, I feel like I'm starting over again to get the damn thing right. *sigh* Ah well, it will be cool when they're done.
lovetriangle: (Mucha 2)
My daughter is dancing around the room singing, "I'm a pretty nutbag!" to the tune of Rhinestone Cowboy.

That is all.
lovetriangle: (shanghai)
Well, it's all over. It can torment us no more...

Ford Escort, aka Satan's Chariot
b. 1982, in Hell
d. 2007, Los Angeles


Now what?
lovetriangle: (Mucha 2)
On Sunday, I was scheduled to meet some friends for tea at a local tea room. My daughter and I were the first to arrive and the first to find that the place was closed for a private party. The manager was very nice and let us wait inside until our friends came and we decided on an alternate plan, since it was chilly and windy outside.

While we were waiting in the main tea shop, a gruff middle-eastern man came in. I thought he was very rude in that he pushed past me and almost knocked Claire over while looking around. He then barked at the manager, "What is this place? What is this?"
"It's a tea shop."
"Tea shop? What is this? Tea shop?"
"We sell tea and tea items, and you can also have tea here with sandwiches and scones, pastries..."
"You Jew? Are you a Jew?"
"No sir."
"What are you? You not Jew? What are you?"
"I'm Indian, sir." He was very polite but clearly did not want to reveal anything to the very rude man.
"But what are you? Not Jew? What religion?"
"I'm a Christian, sir. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"You own this place?"
"I'm the manager."
"The owner is Jew? Is the owner a Jew?"
"I don't know, sir."
"You don't know! How can you not know if you work for a Jew? Owner is Jew. I'll bet owner is Jew." And he left muttering to himself that the owner was a Jew.

I know that anti-semitism is on the rise again around the world, but I must say I rarely see such racism of any kind in Los Angeles. It was extremely disconcerting to witness, and I also thought as I left the place that it was a very nice tea room and would probably be burned down within a week. The idea that I thought that at all makes me very sad indeed.
lovetriangle: (Mucha 2)
On the first day of Christmas my owner gave to me
A Triple-A membership fee

On the second day of Christmas my owner gave to me
Two jugs of water and
A Triple-A membership fee

On the third day of Christmas my owner gave to me
Three stops on the freeway
Two jugs of water and
A Triple-A membership fee

On the fourth day of Christmas my owner gave to me
Four hours of waiting
Three stops on the freeway
Two jugs of water and
A Triple-A membership fee

On the fifth day of Christmas my owner gave to me
Five miles of towing!
Four hours of waiting
Three stops on the freeway
Two jugs of water and
A Triple-A membership fee

On the sixth day of Christmas my owner gave to me
Six feet of steam spewing
Five miles of towing!
Four hours of waiting
Three stops on the freeway
Two jugs of water and
A Triple-A membership fee

On the seventh day of Christmas my owner gave to me
A blown radiator
Six feet of steam spewing
Five miles of towing!
Four hours of waiting
Three stops on the freeway
Two jugs of water and
A Triple-A membership fee

We haven't reached the "eighth day" but my happy owner is waiting for a call from my friend, Mike the mechanic, to find out whether all her Christmas money will be spent just on a shiny, new radiator or if I get a sparkling new head gasket in my stocking, too! Thank you, Santa! It's JUST what I always wanted!!!

Love, Alyxx's little Miata
lovetriangle: (PDSvN)
Or not...

My original plan for 4 days off in a row was to do NOTHING but be a slug. Then I really got to itchin' on the PDSvN dress which I can't do anything further on until I finish my new farthingale. Which I don't have ribbon for the channels yet. humbug.

We had a wonderfully relaxed Thanksgiving dinner. Don did most of the cookin' and it was fabulous - his stuffing is the stuffing of legend. We had a couple of stray neighbors over and [profile] chartreusekitty and her hubby came for dessert (she's getting so round and cute!). Claire wanted nothing to do with any of the fancy food and had a traditional Thanksgiving waffle. Good food, good company, and pleasantness lasted 'till 1am and all was right with the world. 

Friday was spent kicking around and planning to sew Saturday & Sunday. But Saturday came and I was struck horribly by food poisoning. Anyone who's had it knows what it's like, anyone who hasn't doesn't want to know, so I won't elaborate other than to say Saturday was horrible and Sunday was spent sleeping. I am still rather weak and unwell but ok enough to sit at my desk and work on things that don't require too much concentration.

I am absolutely determined to find the ribbon I need today at lunch, though I don't know where because the only fabric place around Pasadena I know of is a horrible Joannes on Lake. They have nothing I can use. I need silk velvet ribbon or real milliner's grosgrain. I wonder if I can make it downtown and back in an hour? I really want to get this damned thing done so I can get back to working on the dress itself - hopefully by the WASABI meet on Wednesday.
lovetriangle: (Default)
Ahhhh, the joys of parenthood! Daddy & Claire made me a cake the other day. Claire's first baking experience was not the best tasting effort, nor was it very pretty. In fact, it was the ugliest, driest cake I've ever seen. Regardless, it was the best tasting treat I've ever had in my life. :-) 

Claire has also started doing my hair for me. Witness every hair clip she owns adorning my locks. :-)

And as a special gift for my girl turning four this week, we have been shopping for a big-girl bed for my pretty, pretty princess. Don't you want one, too? :-)

There is nothing in this world so wonderful as my daughter and hubby. :-)
lovetriangle: (Default)
It's Friday and I made it through my first week at my new job! *whew* I'm sure I'll get used to getting up before the sun again, but it's been rough. Cool company, cool bosses, things look promising. :-)

Now if only we could find a better job for the hubby, we'd be all set. :-)
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Potty training is *ahem* difficult when you have a willful child.

That is all.

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