Trip, Tragedy, and Theraputic Sewing

Last weekend David and I took a Graduation/Anniversary trip to Louisville, Ky.  We were primarily going there to see his sister and stay in a swanky hotel, but we ended getting do do a little shopping, too.  Our first night there we ate with David’s sis Betsy, her beau and their friend.  Betsy took off work on Monday, and we spent the whole day antique/junk shopping ( <—David and My favorite kind of shopping).  The next day Betsy had to go back to work, so David and I went shopping at a couple of craft stores and then checked into our hotel for the night, 21C.  That night someone broke into our car and stole all $200+ worth of materials we had just purchased for the workshoppe.   I was going to write a longer post about this weekend and trip…but every time I sat down to do so I started feeling so sick about the whole situation that I had to stop.  The trip overall was really great.  So now it’s time to move on!

In sewing news, upon returning home I sewed for 2 days straight in my anguish.  I ended up making 4 pretty cute cosmetic bags out of some new fabric I picked up at Hob Lob. I really like these bags, and they are relatively easy to make, so I think I will toy around with making them a little more stylish.

On Saturday, Dad came to Cdale and “dragged” me to the 6th annual protest of the Iraq war in town. I say “dragged” because I really didn’t want to go at first, but of course once I was there i was glad I went. That seems to be how it always goes. I am just so anti-social that the thought of going anywhere in public and talking to strangers makes me feel tired.

The newest of news on my front is that David and I may be trying to move into a house soon….like really soon. We found one out of town that we kind of fell in love with…and the rent is decent…and we have no idea if it’s worth the stress of finding a someone to sublease our current place. We are going back out there today to show Kit the house. I really really hope it’s not haunted.