*Jay and I had a long talk the other day about our goals for the future. I mention here quite regularly how we hate Florida. This state just doesn't have anything to offer us. We don't fit in here. Plus, it's expensive. Basically we overpay to live somewhere we hate. It just isn't worth it. But we have kids, a mortgage, debt---we can't just pack up and leave. So we seriously and realistically mapped out what we would need to do to get out of Florida within the next two years. I won't go into the details of the plan here because surely it would bore you, but it involves maintaining the level of spending we've been at this year, continuing to pay down debt, and paying off our car with next years tax refund, thus freeing up more money to save. I realize that none of this sounds fun, but honestly I'm giddy knowing we have a plan. It's good to have goals.
Like I said, I made this in one afternoon so it isn't as detailed as some of the ones I've been admiring. It's just vintage fabric, lined with a natural colored cotton blend, a blue and white seersucker tie: and a ric rac border on the bottom:After I finished this apron, I realized two things:One being that I forgot to add pockets. I suppose I could always add a pocket or two, but because I already lined it, the pocket stitching would show on the other side and that would bug me. And to remove the lining, I'd have to disassemble the whole thing, which I'm so not motivated to do. Fortunately, I don't think pockets are absolutely necessary. The second thing I realized is that, um, I never wear aprons. So this was a pretty pointless sewing project. Although, possibly I should start wearing them. My clothes might last longer plus this particular apron covered up all the holes in my tee shirt, which was kinda nice. I may try to make another one. One that is shorter and more utilitarian with a lot of pockets. Similar to the ones worn at The Home Depot, but more feminine and not bright orange. As for this one, it will probably end up going to Dawn in the next care package. She can add her own damn pockets if she so chooses. See, a gift and a task all in one! How kind of me.
As I started typing this, I really had no idea where it would take me. There are no easy answers or quick fixes to the generally bummed way I've been feeling. Some days are better than others. So far, today has been near perfect. I have a cool husband and a lot of pets who are always willing to snuggle. The kids haven't made me want to shove pencils in my ears. Today has been good.
If you only take one thing away from this post, let it be this :: Happiness is the butt end of the baguette.
Do you want to be a Goddess in the area of cheesecakes too? Well, you don't have to buy the book because the recipe is on Nigella's website. (FYI: If you hunt around the internet enough, you can find a few versions of the recipe that are a bit easier to understand for silly Americans such as myself who just don't get things like measurements in grams and "digestive biscuits.") Don't be scared of cheesecake. If I can do this, so can you.
I hadn't meant for this post to be so negative. I really do like this park. I had fun when we went this morning. The trail is great and I love that I can bring my doggie. But as I sit here writing this, drinking my third glass of iced tea in 15 minutes, with my blackout curtains shut in order to keep out the sun that has been shining for what seems to be 60 straight days now, it's just hard to feel the love.
Secure hinges so the lid doesn't snap down on kid hands. Jay thinks of everything.