"Ick"-ing and rejoicing

 

OK....

 

Here's my thought for the day.

Or, perhaps it should be my statement for the day.

 

I don't like brown rice. at all.

Chewy little brown rubber nuggets....ick

 

I was trying to be all 'miss gourmet' tonight and tried a chicken dish with a dijon mustard sauce (the hubby liked that part) and since we're trying to eat more healthy, I fixed some brown rice to go with it.

 

Never again.  The rest of the box is getting donated to my mother who loves that crap stuff.

 

So, now the rejoicing part.....

 

I finally finished a HUGE order for a customer for like two thousand pairs of ruffled baby pants that have been hanging over my head for at least 2 months!

Actually it was more like 15 pair, but it sure felt like 2,000.

I've decided I don't like doing ruffles - at least not on such a grand scale.  I can't imagine being a seamstress in the early 80s!!

 

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.....you'll also never find me working for Dolce and Gabbana

 

 

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Sooooo......now that I've shared my heart with you tonight, I'm off to the bathtub for a nice, hot soak and then dive into these babies - no ruffles here!

 

Oh yeah...these too....a friend of my 'flung a craving on me' (as we say in the South) for some Mary Engelbreit and I started these dresden blades that now need turning and pressing.