The last 3 years I have felt my life has been chaotic, and that I was barely in control of it. Kind of like I was leading an elephant, or better yet a whale, by the a single strand of thread. Even when I gave it my best effort I felt that I was lucky if things went the way I wanted. The only peace I had in the overall picture was that I was sure, through prayer and other experiences, that Richard was supposed to do his CRAZY residency and that our baby girls were supposed to be a part of our family. Without Aunt Mary I don't know that we would have survived as intact as we are. Now I am finally feeling like I have the proper size rope for leading the elephant and things are starting to go in the right direction. I still need to learn better and refine my already known elephant leading techniques, but my life is feeling in control.
One of the things I have done is finish projects I started as many as 16, (yes sixteen) years ago. I have determined that I will not start any more projects until I have finished or gotten rid of all those I have already started. I will also only purchase items for these projects, nothing else, no matter how pretty or desirable I think they are at the moment.
Here are some of the projects I have finished this week.
Mending. Not very exciting. Reduced in bulk by the fact that much of it was outgrown before I got to it. Didn't take pictures of all of it; that would be boring. I think this post is already boring enough. I'm yawning as I type, which I am sure has nothing to do with the fact that my one-year old woke me up way to early this morning by blowing raspberries and making didder-didder-didder noises in my face. She has learned effective mommy waking techniques. Without further adieu.
A skirt a dear friend made and gave us that both Meg and I love. Meg loved the elastic to death in just a couple of hours, even though the sweet little previous owner couldn't do it in all the time she owned it. I am the proud mother of the sweet, rambunctious three year-old seen below. Loving the clothes she can now wear and keeping them from blowing away. They did once. Ignore my little piggies. I would photoshop them out, but it's not worth the time; I have projects to finish. 
You got a sneak peak of this next project hidden under the toes you ignored earlier. It is a doll nightie/dress I started 7 years ago. It matches a nightgown I made Kate but that she refused to wear because it was too itchy. I still kept it for a long time because it was so stinking cute and I secretly hoped that Kate's itch sensors would malfunction. They never did, but I still think the nightie, bloomers and nightcap were cute enough to warrant space in her dresser for several years. Seeing them made me happy, which is a good reward for putting her laundry away.
As for the doll dress, all I had done was cut out the pieces, though surprisingly that is a bigger part of a sewing project than I think. I have about decided the three parts of sewing an item are 1) cutting it out and getting the notions, 2) sewing the item 3) doing the finishing, all of which take the same amount of time. The problem is that only part 2 seems like you are getting much done; the other 2 just take forever...or at least longer than I think they ought to take. Shhh. Don't tell anyone, I still need to sew the buttonholes and buttons, or should I do velcro. Velcro is easier for little fingers, but buttons are cuter and don't stick to much of anything. Hmmm.
I was going to share more, but I think I will make you wait. I am too verbose, and don't want to chase you away from Sporatic forever.
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