March 18, 2018 :: 9:28 AM

stitch jammies!

Pyjamas and pillows - practice makes perfect.

To date I’ve made a Doctor Who pillow, a Hogwarts crest pillow, those froot loops pjs from an earlier entry, and these. I’m already bored with pyjama pants, but woven cotton is supposedly easier to sew with and pjs are an easy pattern to cut and assemble. (Also, the character wovens available at JOANN? I’m in love with all of them.)

For me right now, it’s all about practice… and I need it. You do not want to see the fucking mess I made out of the Stitch pj waistband. Granted, it was a different pattern from the first pair of jammies but I was dying to use it because I didn’t have to try and force the elastic through the casing; it was sewn directly onto the pants.

Stretching elastic and sewing straight? Yeah… not as easy as the interwebs make it look. I’m going to need to make more pants… and I have some more awesome Doctor Who fabric to do it with.

I have been buying patterns and knit fabrics (think t-shirts) for my next project (or several) and I can’t wait.

I was able to find some Marauders’ Map knit fabric and I’m SO EXCITED to use it to make a shirt. I’m also terrified to cut into it. I see a bunch of shirts in the same style in my closet. All made long before I get the balls to use that fabric…

I’m finding that it’s almost better to buy PDF patterns online because people post SO many pictures of what they’ve made. I had a hard time finding store bought patterns that fit the ideas in my head and this seems to work. There’s a lot of feedback on how to tweak the PDF patterns and I’m loving it…

What I’m NOT loving is actually assembling the patterns. I ended up sending some of them to a local blueprint printer to have them printed, so I didn’t have to burn through an entire ream of paper and then tape all the sheets together. Of course, that couldn’t be as simple as it sounded. No. I wanted to pick them up so that I could make sure the pattern printed the correct size and I tried twice. They were closed both times. They finally ended up delivering them to me. I haven’t seen the charge on my card, so I’m pretty sure they were given to me.  I think the total cost was like $5, so they probably didn’t lose any money on the deal.

But then, I actually had to cut out the pattern and make the clothing. After the hell I went through to get the patterns printed, I decided to copy them onto a clear shower curtain liner. SLIPPERY! Even with bricks and taking my time, I still had problems tracing. And then, I cut away part of the Sharpie outline, so when I put the pattern on the fabric, I couldn’t quite find the cut line.



I finally figured it out and I got those suckers sewn together. And. I. Am. In. Love.

These pants are so much more comfortable than the froot loop ones and I like the fabric better.

I can’t wait until I’m a little more confident and start making my own cosplay. Or at the very least, clothes I like in styles that actually fit me well.

I’m not crying. I’m chopping onions.

March 10, 2018 :: 8:23 AM

Before I begin this post - two caveats:

1) Trigger warning for the school shooting in Parkland

2) In NO WAY do my comments have anything to do with my employer, are not sanctioned by them, and are wholly my own.

We good? Good.

Bring on the onions.


The first home game after the shooting was on the 22nd - the boys had been on the road and it was probably harder on some of them than it was on us. I couldn’t imagine being that far away and knowing that this happened in the place you call home.

We reacted both publicly and privately. The private stuff is nobody’s business, but the public stuff says more than enough. I’m mostly posting these here so I don’t lose them, but I thought they were important enough to share. (If you don’t want to watch them, that’s OK. Make sure you go all the way to the end of this entry, though. I have a great survivor story to cheer you up.)

This is the video they showed before the game. I think everyone in the arena was crying. I know I was.

LOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUU! Eloquent and heartfelt, the starting goalie proves that there is more to life than the game.

Moeller’s speech This is beautiful… and watching the lights with the students’ names come on and go off was so much more powerful than mere words can portray.

Honouring MSD. We do what we can and sometimes it still doesn’t feel like enough.

Around the arena on game night. Staff wore SD t-shirts to show solidarity with the school and to remind people that this wasn’t about the Cats, but instead about our territory, our community.

MSD Hockey meets Lord Stanley... and Thorty proves that there really is a old players’ tale that you shouldn’t touch the Cup if you ever want to win it. He won two Cups - one with Bruins (!!!) - and is more than OK with touching it.

Finally, an uplifting tale:

One of the higher ups in event services has a son who goes to school at MSD. The boy texted his mother to let her know that there was a shooter in the school and that he was OK. He then passed his phone around so his classmates could contact their parents. When asked why he was the only one with a cell phone at the time, he shrugged. He then admitted they had an exam that period and even though they were supposed to turn the phones in before the exam, he had it on him because he was cheating.

This is possibly unrelated, but I think it’s the perfect ending to this post.
One Territory

I love my job, and I’m proud of the NHL shield on my business card, but it’s moments like this that - despite the utter heartbreak that we were all experiencing - prove I made the right decision, even though I’ve doubted it from time to time. (And no. I didn’t say that in case this shows up in Google. I meant it. I mean it. I will probably always mean it, even if I move on from the team.)

Too close to home

February 18, 2018 :: 7:53 PM

photo from nhl.com

For the second time in five years, I’ve sat glued to the tv and waited for a list of names.

The first time, it was the daughter of a college friend.

The second time, thankfully, there was no one that I knew.

It was close, that second time… Parkland is between my home and my office. I know a lot of people with connections to Parkland, to Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School. I was waiting to hear a familiar last name, and I hoped to God I wouldn’t.

The kids of Parkland are amazing. I’m sure you’ve seen the news - they are not taking this shit lying down. They are going to change the world and I’m excited to watch them do it. The grown ups have been in charge for way too long and they’ve not done a damn thing to solve the problem.

Columbine (1999) was supposed to be a one-off. This wasn’t supposed to become a regular occurrence, but apparently, it’s more important to deny me my right to CHOOSE whether or not I want to “murder my unborn baby” than it is to ensure that assault rifles aren’t sold and that gun control laws are changed to protect the innocent children the politicians say they care about.

This isn’t a party issue. It’s an issue of deep pockets and greed. Pointing fingers isn’t going to solve anything. It’s time to work together to create the change we need so badly.

I don’t have the answers… I wish I did.

I’m just an anonymous voice on the phone telling my politicians that I’m not happy with their performance. I’m just an anonymous name on an on-line petition. I’m just another email in an un-monitored mailbox.

But at least I’m doing something.

I’ve heard a lot of shit about how the Cats are handling the tragedy in our backyard, a lot of it from people who know nothing.

For what it’s worth, the Panthers are doing more than offering thoughts and prayers. They’re doing more than sewing on patches and applying decals. They’re working behind the scenes to take care of our community. This isn’t the time or the place to be making grand gestures and pointing out how great they are. They’re working quietly, doing the appropriate things, in the appropriate way. I can’t ask for anything more.

This is the time to protect our territory.

And protect it, we shall.

Sew Much Fun!

February 10, 2018 :: 7:23 PM

fun with froot loops

So… I’m taking a sewing class in order learn how to make costumes for my Harry Potter and Katniss Everdeen cosplays.

Everybody has to start somewhere and I started with sewing lessons because I can’t remember how to use my sewing machine. The store I’m taking classes at has a five lesson program - it starts with learning how to use the machine and then making pyjama pants. Today was the first day of pyjama pants class and I’ve already got the majority of the easy stuff done. I’m going to finish what I know how to do and hope that we can move forward in the next three classes.

There’s a lot of stuff I want to learn and a lot of stuff I’m impatient to get to… like this.

I think I would look stunning in it. Yes?

(It’s a damn good thing I’ve started to walk more.)



December 31, 2017 :: 10:33 AM

3 pottermore accounts :: ravenclaw, slytherin, slytherin :: wtf

New year, new me, blah, blah, blah…

I joined the Hogwarts Running Club recently after walking my first 5K in November. I never thought I’d be interested in doing 5Ks, but I want to do more. Even if I have to walk. I mean, there’s runs at Disney (some of them even Stars Wars themed!) and then there’s the Universal 10K… plus the Viktor E Dash. Yeah, I’m kind of hooked.

I’m excited to be part of an organisation that does #somuchgood - logging the miles as I fight zombies (Zombies, Run! Couch to 5K) and applying them in an app that turns miles into donations.I even love the fact that the Ravenclaw House is made up of people who embrace book canon over movie canon - blue and bronze forever, baby!

Also of note, I’m enjoying my new commute. I can leave the house at 8:15 and be to work at 9, even with a stop at day care. I used to have to leave the house at 7 and HOPE I’d be to work by 8:45/9. This means that I’m going to pick up Ukrainian and Spanish (again), since I have that extra house in the morning.

Then, there’s the small issue of my Harry Potter obsession coming back with a vengeance. We’re going to the Celebration of Harry Potter next month / next year / end of January and I can’t wait to cosplay, even if it is as a just a boring Ravenclaw student. I might be playing in the Teen Wolf fan fic sandbox, but my heart belongs to HP and Drarry.

So… my three words, as weird as they are, are 5K, language, and fandom. Each has a SMART goal attached which is new for me, so we’ll see how it goes.

5K is tied to health. I want to finish Zombies, Run 5K app, complete all the HRC virtual runs, and do actual IRL 5K runs. I also want to make 2018 miles in 2018, even though it’s 5.5 miles/day. I know I can get there by December.

Language is multi-faceted, and might be better off if it were change to connect, but fuck it. I want to continue with my Ukrainian and connect with my culture. I want to learn Spanish and connect with my coworkers (and the majority of South Floridians!). I want to focus on The Hunger Games series and read all of them this year in Ukrainian. One a quarter. That gives me 4 months to get through a book. I don’t know how possible that is, but I’ll give it a try. Maybe the first book takes 6 months and the other two will go faster… who knows. I’m going to count the chapters of the first book and see if I can work it out.

Fandom may be the weirdest one yet, but it’s definitely the glue that keeps this year together. Hear me out. Through fandom, I can make new friends, grow personally / professionally (YES! TOTALLY!), create, and it will help me with the other two words.

So there you go…

Bring it on, 2018. I’m going to kick your ass… if I survive the next round of Darth Cheeto’s insanity.

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