I had a request for a homemaking tip. I consider myself to be a resourceful pioneer woman. My motto is fix it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without. I just made that up. Pretty catchy, huh. Well, last Saturday night I fell asleep on someone's couch. I woke up too late to go to my church, so I decided to go with Danny to his church. I didn't have any church clothes with me, but I did have 2 bags full of clean laundry. These were huge bags. Bigger than me. Believe it or not, I didn't have anything church appropriate in those bags. The only thing I had that was close was a really sheer, low cut dress. This is the type of dress that was made to be worn over another dress. But I didn't have another dress. I considered running down to target to buy a cheap skirt that I could wear because I figured the ox was in the mire. But luckily my pioneer ingenuity came through for me. After trying a few different things (baggy workout pants underneath etc.) I came up with one that worked fine. I wore a long-sleeved shirt underneath for the top half, and for the bottom I borrowed some of Danny's big baggy blue gym shorts for a slip on the bottom (the kind that make a swishing sound when you walk!) Somehow it worked. It just looked like I was wearing a fullish slip, and since the shorts were so big on me, you couldn't tell they were shorts--even under that shear dress! So next time you are running late on Sunday and your hands are cracked from churning butter, you can still look your Sunday best!!
Saturday, November 10, 2007
I would like to dedicate my blog to my sign of the zodiac, gemini.
You can think what you'd like about geminis. I know we're not without our many, many flaws. We're fickle, two-faced... Those are the only 2 flaws I can think of. Oh, and insensitive, but I don't really consider that to be a flaw. Now let's talk about the good things about geminis. We're wise, witty, fickle, and "jacks of all trades". My interests are vast. Much more vast than deep. I am passionate about grammar, as well as knitting, and celebrity gossip, and foods, and languages, and music, and smart stuff. But I am no true expert on any of these things. And I'm fine with that. I want to celebrate the world, but not in too much detail. So basically on this blog I want to talk about what ever I want to talk about. That's what they're for anyway, right? Go ahead, ask me any question about astrology, or mathematics, or current events, or homemaking tips. I may or may not have solutions. But I would like to believe that I'm good for something.
I'm starting a blog. This is an intimidating moment in my life, but it's 4:45 a.m. and I'm working a graveyard shift. Trying to stay awake. My can of tab and goldfish are doing pretty good, but not good enough. Not good enough to keep me doing something ridiculous like start a blog. I think maybe I've become jealous of all the bloggerz I know who form an external sense of self-worth by placing their value in how many hits their blog received, or being offended when someone asks a blogger questions about his or her life because, "don't you read my blog?" I'm mostly doing this so everyone will realize how awesomely packed my life is with wisdom, love, adventure, and scandal.