i still haven’t started any of my winter sewing projects, but fabric has been ordered & i’m feeling pretty stoked. it just sucks that i had to order from fabric.com, due to a lack of good choices on other websites & my local fabric shop, because shipping on fabric.com orders always takes forever. by the time your fabric shows up, you forgot you ever ordered it. my box isn’t slated to arrive until after thanksgiving.
but i do have most of what i need to construct the outside of my amy butler weekender bag. i decided not to quilt that shit. quilted bags & linings just always make me think vera bradley, & then i feel disgusted with the project. i mean, ramona’s red-hooded cape is adorbs, but i don’t love the lining.
i got a super-teeny, colorful floral print to augment the bookshelves for the outside of the bag. obviously the bookshelf print is highly-directional, so i think the flowers will look better on the sides, top, & bottom (which is all constructed from one piece, so any directionality would be compromised). i’m going to try to print-match across the pockets & do red piping. i’m also going to see if i can figure out how to add zippers to the pockets in addition to the piping. i did a zipper pocket on my typewriter messenger bag that is two pockets in one: the zippered compartment & then an open pocket behind that. i want to try replicating that. it’s just a question of figuring out what order to sew everything together & which pieces will be interfaced.
the lining is going to be the purple dottie cotton + steel print & some yellow pearl bracelets. & i’m going to add a (quilted–i know, i’m ridiculous, but it will be inside so it’s not as objectionable) padded, elasticized laptop pocket. no other internal pockets. i’m mostly envisioning this as a carry-on bag, & with all the pockets on the outside (six!), i don’t really need a bunch of pockets on the inside. i don’t like rooting around in the depths of my carry-ons too much when i fly. plus, this bag is kind of just a trial run. i’m already feeling kind of excited about making the bag again in other fabrics, & making alterations to the pockets depending on my future needs.
i also started sketching out some blocks for the quilt i want to make for jared. dude, if you want to have your mind blown, google “bookshelf quilts”. there are some AMAZING quilts out there, worlds better than anything i could make. with little appliqued tchotchkes (can’t believe i spelled that right on my first try) & plants & stuff. it’s pretty inspiring.
so, one of my FB friends told me i should start a mommy blog, since everything i post on FB is about ramona &, according to her, “hilarious”. i was a teensy bit insulted that she didn’t already read my blog, which is linked on my FB profile, but not really because i never pimp my blog anywhere, & don’t really care who reads it.
it did make me realize though that i really don’t write as much about ramona here as i think about her, & this blog is definitely not as funny as my facebook. or even as i am in person (if i do say so myself). why can’t i be funny here? life with a toddler means funny shit happens all the time. last night ramona was rustling around in bed, getting into a more comfortable position, when she hit her head on the window. from the depths of her quilts, her little voice piped up, “bonk head.” then she went back to snoring. there was the time i put her down for her nap, & half an hour she started screaming bloody murder & i went in to see what was wrong only to find her standing in her crib, shirtless. she’d somehow slithered out of her shirt, & then her half-puritan new england genetic code (that would be jared) did not permit her to fall asleep unclothed. there’s the way she also has to rubberneck other kids when we’re out & about. if any kid within earshot starts crying, ramona tracks them down & exclaims, “baby sad! baby flop!” even if the kid is, like, nine, & definitely not a baby. (“flop” is ramona’s word for “fall,” which she also applies to people intentionally sitting or laying on the ground, like toddlers having temper tantrums, or tiny babies that are crawling.)
she turns two next weekend. how do we have an almost-two-year-old? wasn’t she just born last week? the friend who said i should do a mommy blog is pregnant with her first, due the day after ramona’s birthday. she wrote on FB that she was looking forward to giving birth so she could go back to socializing & seeing friends. i LOLed. i really wanted to say, “yeah, me too, & my kid is almost two,” but…you know. let’s not scare the pregnant ladies. after all, there’s not much they can do about it now. but who knows, maybe i could be out there mixing with the childless if i didn’t spend all my child-free time sewing my own luggage & reading “the new yorker”.