The Tuesday before Christmas Steve and I were invited out to dinner - a grown up dinner, with no children! (Well, the baby is still nursing every 2-3 hours, so he had to come, but he sleeps pretty much the whole time) And that afternoon when my mother's helper came, instead of doing any of the 2,001 things I needed to get done before we left for Christmas, I decided to make myself a new dress.
Out of an afghan.
It was something someone had made for us as a wedding gift, but Piper (our 220 lb lab mix) had used an edge of it as a chew toy one time, and I have never been sure of what to do with it. I didn't really know how to fix the edge (have a mentioned that I cannot crochet?) and I didn't have the heart to just throw it out. So it's sat around for the last five years, mostly being used by the kids to make tents.
And that day I figured, "what's to loose?"
|a puppy's work|
Instead of bothering with a pattern, I first cut the muslin slip and basted it together to be sure I had the fit I wanted. Then I marked the few changes I wanted, and took it apart and used it as a pattern on my afghan.
What do you think?
I still haven't worn it. Maybe next winter when I'm not nursing anymore.