How fun is this? And how true (at least part of it.) The rest, well some of me apparently contradicts the rest!

The part that rings the loudest: not always finishing what I start. How long is your UFO pile?

What Salinda Means

You are the total package – suave, sexy, smart, and strong. You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know. You don’t always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don’t have as much going for them as you do. You are usually the best at everything … you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic “Type A” personality. You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow. You are light hearted and accepting. You don’t get worked up easily. Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is. You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It’s easy to get you excited… which can be a good or bad thing. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don’t stick with any one thing for very long. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start. You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people. You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts. You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals. You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row. You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace. People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.

Since her mom was working this morning, my Little Man and I spent some time with his best Bud-ette. We had 45 minutes to kill before preschool started and her mom left BB with a gift card and instructions to buy something for herself, LM and the Big Sisters. So off to the dollar bins at Target we go.

Immediately, BB (with her sparkly earrings, pink dress and painted toes) keyed in on what she wanted–plastic snakes! For the LM, maybe a water gun, but he just couldn’t decide, of course. BB found her big sister’s gift just as quickly–Strawberry Shortcake lotion. The LM still couldn’t decide (now it was between glow-in-the-dark dinosaurs and Spiderman crayons). He choose a paint-by-number kit for his big sister. And finally! The GITD Dinos for him.

We leave the bins to pick up a few things I need. About 20 feet away, LM changes his mind–again! After I finish shopping and begging him to chill out (“We ARE going back, in just a few minutes.”), we head back to the bins.

Now, he wants a bouncy ball…or dino stickers…or wait! What’s that? A dart gun. Oh dear. Then, Miss Plastic Snakes changes her mind. Great!

If you’ve been keeping up, you probably still don’t know what we bought. Neither do I. All I am certain of is this: The receipt totaled $4.32 and foam darts are hitting me in the back of the head. Lovely.

Last night was a wonderful break from the daily ins and outs of my life. For just a few hours, the kids were left at home and I had the opportunity to reconnect–to wonderful mentors and professors, to other alum, to my innermost Giftie.

If you aren’t a Giftie, the rest of this might not make sense…

It amazes me that I can walk in to a room almost 14 years after graduation, and my professors still call me by name. Not just that, but Dr. Art can recall where I went to undergrad and Ms. Gleason was quick ask me how the town of Zwolle was after all this time. With the passage of time, they are so much the same: Dr. Delery, Mr. Allen, Dr. Findley, Mr. Ebarb, Ms. Sharon. Conversations are what you’d expect. Do you live here? What are you doing now? How are your children? How’s your Addie? (Dr. Findley has an Addie too.) Have you started piano lessons? Your children are the right age for Suzuki. How’s Jane? (Yes, Ms. Sharon remembers our friendship. She just laughs when she learns that we talk daily.)

And that’s just the pre-gala reception.

At 7pm, we moved into theater. The crowd was small, but perhaps only a few could truly understand the talent, the labor, the passion, and the drive that was to be on display. And then it began. For the next 2 hours, I was transported to a world that only lingers in my memories. The performers might have been students from the Classes of 2008 and 2009, but I wasn’t seeing them. I was watching Trish and the dance company and remembering the bruises that girl would come back with after hours and hours of rehearsal. I was watching Alex at the piano. I was reliving Matt and Randy and “The Devil Went Down to Georgia”. I was listening to the beautiful voices of Tanya and JoAnna. I was at Jane and Jill’s senior recital, purple daisies in hand. I was remembering the days of Valley food, Caddo Hall and Social Hour; of Calculus and Chemistry and World Religions and Brit Lit. And somewhere in it all, I remembered me.

Where could the time have gone? Where ever it is, it has with it the creativity, the expression, the enjoyment of art. Those things have been replaced with the daily, the ho-hum, the dancing dinosaurs and little red fuzzy monsters.

Kudos to Dr. Widhalm and his faculty on a wonderful evening. The talent was exceptional, and the students were professionals. We expected no less.

Oh my goodness! These pants!

I found 2.5 yards of a beautiful white linen aging in my stash and knew I immediately that I needed white linen pants for Easter. (Keep in mind that this was Friday night and Easter was Sunday. If you know me, you aren’t surprised.) I also knew just what pattern I wanted to use. So, I pulled out Simplicity 3688…

As my waist is one size and my hips another, I’ve never done real well at fitting pants. I decided to do it right this time. I first drew the pattern off onto white broadcloth. I increased the seam allowances to 1 inch so I’d have room to work with. I put the muslin together with very long basting stitches. The only real fitting change I needed was to move the crotch point to increase the crotch depth. I altered that on the front pattern pieces and the fit was great! It took a while, but I think it was worth it. The muslin fit beautifully.

So, with great fear and trepidation, I pulled out my white linen (and, for the sake of modesty, I pulled out some white lining also). I put the lining together first. It fit great! Then I started with the linen. The darts looked great, the linen was pressing beautifully, and I was so excited. Then…
I got a little too careless with my serger. One guess where the hole is. Needless to say, I threw those dumb pants on the floor and stomped off to bed. My sweet husband picked up the pants, hung them up, and then came to bed. Then he said the one thing could motivate me, “I don’t think you can fix those.”

Well, not being one to back down from a dare. I got up immediately and started thinking. I sewed and pressed and top-stitched–all while texting a friend who was at the vet with her 70 pound monster that stumbled upon a huge bag of Easter candy! What you see are the result:

Not a beautifully tailored, high-waisted, well-fitting perfect pair of white pants. Instead, they are a much more casual white linen pant with huge patch pockets. Oh, and they fit well.

I will definitely make this pattern again. Next time, I will be more careful and I won’t sew while distracted. Yeah, right.

These are replacing the white eyelet skirt in my PR Wardrobe Contest storyboard. That means I’ve finished 5 pieces and I have 6 to go and I’ve sewn 14.5 yards! I might actually finish!

NOTE: Duke, the dog, is okay too!