My dress is done. It fits. I look like a pregnant sausage. But then, we all do (all the ladies in the play, that is). Still, it's a real reality check to take a dress that SHOULD be on Gweneth Paltrow, and make it fit me. Oh my.
I've got the rolls made for Thanksgiving, but haven't even started the Christmas fruitcake. Tomorrow I will make the creamed leeks and the pumpkin pie. And shop for a veggie tray for the FIRST Thanksgiving dinner we go to Thursday.
Friday I will probably start sewing the little girl dresses....there are now 7. But the little darlings have not shown up to have their measurements taken. I say we make a size 10 and if they're too big, tie lots of sashes on them. Sigh. One more thing that is going to put us even farther towards our Dec. 14 play date with lots to be accomplished. And gee, Friday is my day in the office. Huh. I'm getting more behinder as I go!