Misc

I want to start this off by saying, Go Flyers. And by pointing out that the Rep VP candidate (who even old Betty White refers to as, "one craaazy bitch") who soiled my Flyers' arena and touched our captain, thereby cursing the Flyers with a 6 game losing streak to open their season, was at least kind enough to transfer the Palin Curse to the St. Louis Blues on Friday when she showed up in Missouri to drop the puck once more, this time with not two, but three human shields -- er, I mean, her husband and two daughters again. Juse before the ceremony, Blues goalie Manny Legace was first player on the ice, tripped over the red carpet they laid out, and injured his hip. The Blues lost that night, and the Flyers brought home their first win, and won the next game, too.

Took Jackie to the Nerd Parade show at Kavarna on Friday. She's now officially got a serious crush on Ms. Lindsay Appel. (Cindy, Tracey, Lynn, and anyone else who thought she was "so cute" - you can borrow her for a day, anytime you like. I swear, I don't mind.)

Yeah, I know. Everyone is still waiting on the glorious, beautiful Hank's Garage photos. I know. I am ashamed to admit I have not even downloaded or looked at the Kavarna pics. All I can do is apologize for my Halloween-induced distraction and promise that by next week, I will be cured...

Costuming:

I have even been neglecting myself, okay... I keep forgetting to stitch a last minor detail on my own costume, and I still have to make my mask. Nor have I actually put the whole thing on together and tried out my makeup yet.

So my first rant was about ironing pattern pieces. My next unexpected hitch in the mechanisms was forgetting all about the wonders of properly hemming something round and floor length. Especially with the costumee running off in his car between fittings (to his credit, Stevie always returned before or just as I finished pinning). I should have remembered this part of the process taking hours, seeing as the last thing I did this on was a bridesmaid's dress. There was fortunately no laying on my stomach in a permanent crunch with pins in my mouth this time (thank you mother for that metal hem-measuring device) but I repinned that damn hem at least 4 times before we got it right. One inch off the front, one inch off the back, and three inches off each side. (How's that for a nightmare, Ma? I know you're reading this)

But other than one last bit of topstitching and a clasp, I finished Stevie's cloak. 6 1/2 yards of brown mock-linen, one spool of thread, and about 40 hours worth of labor. It looks really good, too, if I do say so myself. Tonight, we take a photo of Stevie in it, with his new... accessory. (Glo-stix, eat yer heart out)

So yeah, that's what Stevie's gonna be. =P

(And it lights up all good, turns on/off with the pssshwww sound and goes wub-wub-wub when you swing it... you can't understand how fresh that thing is)

Picked up some great natural-colored fabric with a bit of a brown fleck in it for the tunic & belt yesterday. (A big shout out to Walmart - they don't have the largest selection, but if you do find something, look out, because the prices are unbeatable.) This shouldn't be bad... other than playing with interfacing, which I hate, now that the cloak is done, there aren't any more pieces of the costume that are taller than I am.

I doubt I will have time to draw up a good Joker face for a pumpkin - heck, I don't even know if I'll have time carve one, at this rate... not that any of us will be home to need a pumpkin! But if I get a spare couple of hours, I've got a great evil clown template that will do just fine.

More tonight!