Twenty-Four Years

The quilt is done, but my sewing machines are not sitting idle. Well, yesterday they did. I was feeling horribly ill and didn't do much besides sleep. Actually, Saturday they did, too. We drove the workhorse machine up to the shop for some spa time. After a few years of sewing 4-6 days per week, it deserves it.

So today's picture is of a blast from the past. As of August 4, 1990, this was the most ambitious project I had done:

It's still in the top two or three, but I think there might be some things that rank higher. I really made the dress in self defense. It was the era of all wedding dresses having rows and rows of tiny organza ruffles that made a girl look not so much like a bride as a piece of popcorn.

It was also cotton sateen instead of taffeta or satin made out of some manufactured fiber. When one gets married in Texas in August, one wants a fabric that breathes.

Today I'm still not feeling 100%, but work is continuing on some night clothes for the Disney trip. Pictures to follow tomorrow.

Happy Anniversary to Stache's Grandpa! Can't wait until we're celebrating #25 next year!