tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post7584569616418526803..comments2024-03-29T00:43:01.429-07:00Comments on Out My Window: Thursday, Some days are just like that...Out My windowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13456481267171643227noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-90106470846685825632018-03-16T13:24:27.456-07:002018-03-16T13:24:27.456-07:00I admire you with the samples. I never do that, I...I admire you with the samples. I never do that, I just measure and adjust, change as I go. I watched my great grandfather and my grandmother cut patterns from newspaper as a child. Isn't it cute when they want more covering. You raised her right. I so wanted cleavage as a High School student, I remember mom making me a prom dress and I asked her if my cleavage showed and she said turn around I want to see the front. I was facing her.:( eOut My windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13456481267171643227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-73707345975832175892018-03-16T12:19:11.506-07:002018-03-16T12:19:11.506-07:00Yay for spring!!! I cut into a sample prom dress ...Yay for spring!!! I cut into a sample prom dress for Meri today and already have some adjustments to make when she tried it on just now. Too much cleavage and too much back. and this coming just from HER! :) Will be making another sample today.McValhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00285808958951068897noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-38691938082962425382018-03-16T11:53:23.702-07:002018-03-16T11:53:23.702-07:00I am so sorry. Did you rate your fall like was it...I am so sorry. Did you rate your fall like was it an 8 or a 9.5. Post pictures of your bruises. Am I making you feel better? Out My windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13456481267171643227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-33628399349956577002018-03-16T11:52:09.936-07:002018-03-16T11:52:09.936-07:00Yeah I am blessed that way:)Yeah I am blessed that way:)Out My windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13456481267171643227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-5333255271538115302018-03-16T11:51:52.962-07:002018-03-16T11:51:52.962-07:00I am so sorry, the scars are deep my friend......I am so sorry, the scars are deep my friend......Out My windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13456481267171643227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-30953016876760112192018-03-16T11:49:28.777-07:002018-03-16T11:49:28.777-07:00Every year we plant wheat grass and hide little mi...Every year we plant wheat grass and hide little miniature East figure in it.Out My windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13456481267171643227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-49402080593134204772018-03-16T08:59:55.234-07:002018-03-16T08:59:55.234-07:00Hope your mom is doing well today! You certainly ...Hope your mom is doing well today! You certainly have your hands full. Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16681111721765764568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-87487541293054431562018-03-16T04:58:12.217-07:002018-03-16T04:58:12.217-07:00Sending good vibes for you and mom today! Your pos...Sending good vibes for you and mom today! Your posts do make me giggle. Your mom reminds me so much of my late grandma! :-))Little Penpenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01374048900216199298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-18264527897841484252018-03-15T13:48:02.596-07:002018-03-15T13:48:02.596-07:00I agree some days are like that.....was planning o...I agree some days are like that.....was planning on going out to lunch with Hubs and then hitting Ollie's(Good Stuff Cheap!)as I have a 10% coupon.<br />Then I took Chester out to pee, slipped on ice and landed on my side. Now I've got a banged up knee, a bloody elbow and a sore as hell clavicle. ugh. Nothing but the recliner and pain killers for me today. <br />Yep, my day was like that. 8-((<br /><br />I hope mom is in a better place today so you can be in a better place.<br />slugmamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12728856166374248591noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-67767080298040045492018-03-15T11:29:18.426-07:002018-03-15T11:29:18.426-07:00Did the box get smashed? That is a nightmare. I th...Did the box get smashed? That is a nightmare. I think your mother wants to be the authority and best at everything is why she criticizes some of your efforts. A quilt was the only thing my mother told me I did wrong. I started it when I was about eight, and she harped on it for years. When, I was 22, I threw it in the trash because there were so many negative memories associated with it. It was a crazy quilt like one I had seen. She wanted me to make square pieces...ugh. She never said one bit of criticism for anything I ever sewed, crocheted, or cooked. So, I cannot imagine how her constant criticism of things you do must affect you. Of course, she is elderly. My mother was not. Sorry for that rant, but quilt and mother criticism brought it all back. <br /><br />Get a bit of rest for yourself. Oh, what is wheat grass for and where is it planted?Practical Parsimonyhttp://www.practical-parsimony.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com