Sunday, October 19, 2008

It's a bird. It's a plane. It's...

The seam ripper hurtling through the air? Yes, sorry. That was me. I've waited to post again because I wanted share photos of a project I'm working on. We've been so busy, though, and now that I've finally had time to sew it's giving me fits.

First, the original Itty Bitty Baby Dress. I loved this tiny, simple pattern at Made by Rae.



I thought, "Ooh, I have that darling fabric I've been dying to cut into. I really wanted to make something reversible. Hmm. I bet I could modify it just a tad." Maybe a bit of a stretch for the first piece of clothing I've sewn since Jr. High, eh?


Mostly cute. It resembles a dress; it's symmetrical. Can you see the problem, though? (No, not Monkey. Although I'm sure I've wounded his pride. He would like his Superman jammies back.)


My plan for making it reversible is to turn under both edges of the bodice, align them on either side of the finished skirt, and stitch through all layers. Try as I might, the stitching doesn't match up from one side to the other; it's wonky. Any suggestions out there? If an expert seamstress doesn't come to my rescue soon, I'm thinking lots and lots of ric rac.

Allow me to show off the accompanying flowers, however. One for the dress and one for a headband. This was a new pattern, too. These little beauties may become an addiction:

Well, I'm off to find the seam ripper. Try, try again. Kelly and I hope everyone is doing well. To our siblings and other family if far off places, "We miss you!"

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Moving the blog...

I've been told our new blog looks...a little lonely. Maybe it's time to post something, so everyone knows we're still here. Sorry about the delay. I've been working on finding the template out there that just screams, "This is SO me!"

In the meantime, our few visitors have asked, "Why Alfie?" Well, I'm Alfie. It isn't my given name, but my favorite nickname, a term of endearment, a name with lots of sweet memories tied to it. My family has called me Alfie since I was a little girl. They often still do, and now that my brother has a little one, I am Auntie Alfie.

My favorite place is Brighton Girls' Camp. Sometimes, I still sneak away from crazy everday doings to hide there. Working there in '99 and 2001, I really became Alfie. This was my camp name...and the name, the memories, the lessons learned, and the many wonderful ladies I worked with really influenced who I am now. (Wow, I miss those great girls!)

Lastly, a long time ago I came across the theme song 'Alfie' in my mother's piano collection. I loved the melody, and the lyrics are something to think about:

What's it all about, Alfie?
Is it just for the moment we live?
What's it all about when you sort it out, Alfie?
Are we meant to take more than we give
Or are we meant to be kind?
And if only fools are kind, Alfie,
Then I guess it's wise to be cruel.
And if life belongs only to the strong, Alfie,
What will you lend on an old golden rule?
As sure as I believe there's a heaven above, Alfie,
I know there's something much more,
Something even non-believers can believe in.
I believe in love, Alfie.
Without true love we just exist, Alfie.
Until you find the love you've missed you're nothing, Alfie.
When you walk let your heart lead the way
And you'll find love any day, Alfie, Alfie.