Pretty In Pink
I have been knitting on Abby's sweater and sewing on her shirt, blue linen no-sleeve. She likes to have sleeveless tops for band camp so that she will not get a "farmer tan" which I guess is uncool. The first time I made that top pattern I swore that I would never use it again, but it looks so cute on her that I broke down and tried it another way and succeeded. The tricky part is that it has a zipper on the side, and last time I put the zipper in first, then tried to hem the curved bottom hem, but having wised up, I now hem it first. If only I could find more linen in good colors, I would make more of them.
It was too hot to cook so all thought of chili verde and tortillas went by the board, and we are going to have sandwiches for dinner. Time for the fog to roll in, I say.
In church this morning, the pastor said something about the last two weeks being eventful, and pointed across the aisle from me, where Eva Marie sat with her new baby (and I hadn't even noticed!). It is a girl, all in pink, and very cute. They named her Lea, or something like that. I guess I better wrap up that Wallaby and take it to church next weekend.