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Paul and I stayed up untill 3 in the morning on Friday finishing the latest in my costume wardrobe. He cut the hem facings, and after I assembled the skirt pieces he basted the tops in position. Meanwhile, I stitched down the facings on the neck, closure and waist edge. Paul finished up the cuff facing and attaching buttons while I continued with the 180" of hem facing fun. If by fun you mean poking yourself holes in your finger for about an hour. yeah. fun. I can't imagine why he'd rather sew on buttons. /end sarcasm/
I left in the morning after a brief shower and makeup at about 8:15. I was leaving the scedule open for not going until later, because I never know if I'm going to be functional or not regarding sleep. As it turned out, I awoke naturally at 7:30, and Paul rolled over and turned on the radio. Gotta love the 'alarm' that you have to service because you forgot to turn it on the night before. ;-)
I called my dad on the way up to see if he was going to be available for dinner, since I figured I was only going to be in Marble Mount for the ladies tea. His 50'th birthday was this past Tuesday, so his best friend was throwing him a party. I thought at the time (about 9:00 in the morning by this time) that partying with my dad sounded like a fun plan, so I penciled myself in for a drive by, since Darrington is only a short distance from Marblemount. Relatively anyway, because it's still a 45 minute drive.
I arrived at the community center at about 10:45, so about 45 minutes early. I put on my things, borrowed hoop. There are other ladies who are dressing in the stalls. I figured out quickly that hoops are not as dreadfully difficult to handle as I may have thought. They smooshed quite readily into the regular size stall.
The tea was a grand spread, with a *full* table, and double dishes of many of the items on the menu. There were probably six different loose teas available. I really liked the vanilla and cinnamon. The ladies were very kind, and Linda's friends chatted with me like I'd known them forever. I found some other fiber artists who spin, and they pointed me in the direction of a spinner association who's having a meeting in PLU later this summer. The place to buy prepared fibers, so I need to save a few pennies to make a trip. It's amazing how quickly you can go through fiber.
I also listened to several of the demonstrations put on after the ladies tea. Ruching, and hiding farby items. Making a cooler from Home Improvement centers, hair styling. And the lap knitting loomey type thing. I really have no idea what it was called actually, but you can make knitted goods on a frame and use up any spare yarn. Apparently this is a civil war apropriate technique even if it was not the height of crafting fashion at the time. I'll probably try to pick one up: I'll finally have something to do with all my yarn. I got a paper doll book as a door prize. Some young girls were there ogling the 'pretty dresses'. The youngest complimented me on my 'brooch'. I whispered in her ear that it was just an old earring, and she had a fun time whispering it to her sister. She was so darling, and hugged me before she left. While she did this she whispered in my ear that she won't tell anyone about my earring. So funny.
I retired to camp with Linda after doing some little bit to clean up. I was introduced to some of their friends. They shared a lovely drink they called 'grog' with me. sounds like something out of a Monster Manual. I had a fantastic time, and my mother in law was a spectacular lush with a flare for the boys. All of it meant in good fun. I had a walk with a very handsome gentlemen, and those good ladies never took their eye off me. The gent and I posed a little scenario with his arm around my shoulder, and the collective gasp gave us quite a chuckle.
I had a drink while I was there, but had let them know I'd planned on leaving. They checked up on me, apparently they thought I have to be drunken to be bawdy, and were surprised that I was mostly sober, and still planning on hanging out until I was truly sober before heading into town. I just thought it was sweet of them to offer to barricade my car and find a tent for me if I'd rather stay.
We interacted with a few of the local public, and stood for a couple photographs. I got several compliments from the mundanes as well as the ladies who were playing with them. I felt like I'd done well by listening to Linda's advice about the dress. The only thing I'll do differently next time is to machine sew a few more things, for example the HEM. Yeesh. I'm not sure why I decided to do it by machine now. One gentleman asked me in that characteristic mountain way "how in the hell do you sit in that damn thing!?" LOL He reminded me of my dad. I told him about how maneuverable they were, and even gave a little demonstration of the act of sitting. I laughed, and he was sorta sheepish to reply "I'd always waned to ask that." Always nice to have an educational moment. One of the other ladies waiting for the powder room was so funny, and surprised that I made my dress on my own. I'm not sure where she thought I got it!
There was a lady who sat around with us laughing and making jokes. It was such a good time and with a good spirit. Like the SCA without anyone actually thinking you were joining them in their tent later. It makes for much *ahem* liberal talk. She was asking if I was planning on coming back, I felt very welcomed. I will definitely day trip, and I'd love to camp but this group doesn't do drop in camping. You really do have to be a member to play.
/sigh/ It was a good weekend, and I was very well dressed indeed. I'll make a little jacket for next time, and plan on staying a little later.
I left in the morning after a brief shower and makeup at about 8:15. I was leaving the scedule open for not going until later, because I never know if I'm going to be functional or not regarding sleep. As it turned out, I awoke naturally at 7:30, and Paul rolled over and turned on the radio. Gotta love the 'alarm' that you have to service because you forgot to turn it on the night before. ;-)
I called my dad on the way up to see if he was going to be available for dinner, since I figured I was only going to be in Marble Mount for the ladies tea. His 50'th birthday was this past Tuesday, so his best friend was throwing him a party. I thought at the time (about 9:00 in the morning by this time) that partying with my dad sounded like a fun plan, so I penciled myself in for a drive by, since Darrington is only a short distance from Marblemount. Relatively anyway, because it's still a 45 minute drive.
I arrived at the community center at about 10:45, so about 45 minutes early. I put on my things, borrowed hoop. There are other ladies who are dressing in the stalls. I figured out quickly that hoops are not as dreadfully difficult to handle as I may have thought. They smooshed quite readily into the regular size stall.
The tea was a grand spread, with a *full* table, and double dishes of many of the items on the menu. There were probably six different loose teas available. I really liked the vanilla and cinnamon. The ladies were very kind, and Linda's friends chatted with me like I'd known them forever. I found some other fiber artists who spin, and they pointed me in the direction of a spinner association who's having a meeting in PLU later this summer. The place to buy prepared fibers, so I need to save a few pennies to make a trip. It's amazing how quickly you can go through fiber.
I also listened to several of the demonstrations put on after the ladies tea. Ruching, and hiding farby items. Making a cooler from Home Improvement centers, hair styling. And the lap knitting loomey type thing. I really have no idea what it was called actually, but you can make knitted goods on a frame and use up any spare yarn. Apparently this is a civil war apropriate technique even if it was not the height of crafting fashion at the time. I'll probably try to pick one up: I'll finally have something to do with all my yarn. I got a paper doll book as a door prize. Some young girls were there ogling the 'pretty dresses'. The youngest complimented me on my 'brooch'. I whispered in her ear that it was just an old earring, and she had a fun time whispering it to her sister. She was so darling, and hugged me before she left. While she did this she whispered in my ear that she won't tell anyone about my earring. So funny.
I retired to camp with Linda after doing some little bit to clean up. I was introduced to some of their friends. They shared a lovely drink they called 'grog' with me. sounds like something out of a Monster Manual. I had a fantastic time, and my mother in law was a spectacular lush with a flare for the boys. All of it meant in good fun. I had a walk with a very handsome gentlemen, and those good ladies never took their eye off me. The gent and I posed a little scenario with his arm around my shoulder, and the collective gasp gave us quite a chuckle.
I had a drink while I was there, but had let them know I'd planned on leaving. They checked up on me, apparently they thought I have to be drunken to be bawdy, and were surprised that I was mostly sober, and still planning on hanging out until I was truly sober before heading into town. I just thought it was sweet of them to offer to barricade my car and find a tent for me if I'd rather stay.
We interacted with a few of the local public, and stood for a couple photographs. I got several compliments from the mundanes as well as the ladies who were playing with them. I felt like I'd done well by listening to Linda's advice about the dress. The only thing I'll do differently next time is to machine sew a few more things, for example the HEM. Yeesh. I'm not sure why I decided to do it by machine now. One gentleman asked me in that characteristic mountain way "how in the hell do you sit in that damn thing!?" LOL He reminded me of my dad. I told him about how maneuverable they were, and even gave a little demonstration of the act of sitting. I laughed, and he was sorta sheepish to reply "I'd always waned to ask that." Always nice to have an educational moment. One of the other ladies waiting for the powder room was so funny, and surprised that I made my dress on my own. I'm not sure where she thought I got it!
There was a lady who sat around with us laughing and making jokes. It was such a good time and with a good spirit. Like the SCA without anyone actually thinking you were joining them in their tent later. It makes for much *ahem* liberal talk. She was asking if I was planning on coming back, I felt very welcomed. I will definitely day trip, and I'd love to camp but this group doesn't do drop in camping. You really do have to be a member to play.
/sigh/ It was a good weekend, and I was very well dressed indeed. I'll make a little jacket for next time, and plan on staying a little later.