Archive for February, 2011

What I’m doing lately

February 28, 2011

Well, I’m taking underwear that I ordered over eBay and reworking it to what you see above. I am costuming our school’s play “Cabaret” and had ordered the Kit Kat girls cami’s and tap pants from a woman on ebay who made “sissy and tap pants”. She did a great job using my descriptions. Only thing is, the director hated it when I got it. He thought it look more like Miss Kitty from Gunsmoke than the Kit Kat girls from “Cabaret”….so back to the drawing board. So I transformed the cami’s to what you see above, and it looks much better on the girls. What the woman DID for me though was get the satin in the colors I needed and wouldn’t be able to find locally. She also was very liberal with trims, and when I took everything apart I ended up with treasures. That said, I was hoping not to have to make these outfits, because I have much more to do.


February 6, 2011

Miss Kitty

We aren’t going to Ireland. Leaving to move to Ireland at this point in time would be like jumping from the frying pan (America’s economy) to the fire (Ireland’s economy). If you keep up with what is happening in Ireland, their government is in chaos, and so is their economy. Experts say it may take years to recover. Personally, while moving to Ireland has it’s romantic side, it is also frought with “what if’s”, including my husband’s health, not to mention mine (nothing yet, but you never know with my family history of heart attacks). I would worry about their socialized medicine, “get in line” type of treatment (although the US might be heading to something similar). That, plus the bottom line was I couldn’t bring my beloved cat. Well, I could, but it would require everything from microchipping her to a two stage rabies shot intervention, and quarantine. Somehow I don’t think my 14 year old cat would survive the ordeal starting with the flight. So, as my sister would say “damn, I had plans on visiting you in Ireland”, I am passing the word, that we are not making the move.

I am encouraged by the fact that the US is big enough that if we decide it is too expensive to live on the east coast, we could certainly find a million small towns in America that would welcome us in retirement.

So that’s the latest gang. You aren’t getting rid of me anytime soon.