If you haven’t taken the time to visit your Grandma recently I suggest you call her up and make some plans (ASAP) because they’re the best, really.
On Saturday morning I woke up bright and early to drive about an hour north of Seattle to visit my Grandparents. Sometimes I hate driving any distance alone…no matter how short ,but other times I find driving almost therapeutic. Driving alone is one of the few times I can really bond with Miley and Ke$ha and Britney and Taylor and all of The Spice Girls and feel as if no one is judging me for my
terrible wonderful taste in music. I even listened to “See You Again” at least three times on repeat and I sat in the car for an extra minute once I arrived at my Grandma’s to finish listening to “You Belong with Me”. Pop music, a soy mocha and the open road, it’s what dreams are made of right?
My Grandma is the sweetest, she agreed to spend Saturday helping me sew a dress. Before I left I made sure to pack up the pattern I wanted to sew, and the fabric and all of my sewing supplies. Of course this meant that I forgot the little papery pieces of the pattern AND only brought the french instructions. I felt like a complete airhead. Luckily, my Grandma saved the day! We drove to the closest Joann fabrics and bought a whole new pattern for the most adorable dress and the PERFECT fabric for it.
We spent ALL day working on my cutsey little sun dress. Learning to sew really makes you appreciate the $25 dresses at Forever 21. Not only is it expensive to make your own clothes but it is INCREDIBLY time consuming. It probably would have taken me 30 or more hours without my Grandma’s help, no joke. She’s a sewing expert. When I was a little girl she used to sew dresses, and halloween costumes and outfits and pretty much just everything because she was basically like the Coco Chanel for children. I was incredibly thankful to have her help! When I left her house Saturday evening we still hadn’t completed the dress. However I was SO eager and SO motivated that I spent several more hours working once I arrived home (and even made some progress). I know I am going to be immensely satisfied when I can finally slip into my own creation, I’ll probably never wear anything else ever again.
I plan on spending the last day of my memorial weekend as restfully as possible. I foresee a bubble bath, reading time, an afternoon run and possibly some time with Jeff at Folklife Festival. I hope everyone else has had a wonderful memorial weekend! Tell me all about your crazy adventures!