Posts Tagged ‘picture’

mom update and snoods

9 November 2008

So, Mom was here last weekend and I did my headcovering ‘thang’ with no comments from her. I mostly expected that after she went home, she’d call within the week and ask about it. But the week has passed, and no questions.

While she was here, we went to a small town with this amazing flea market downtown. There are about five flea markets on one street. While walking through one, I was checking out the hats (in my red turban) and Mom said something about when she was a kid visiting relatives down south, “Everyone wore hats in the South during church back then.” Yup.

Carrying on a tradition, yo.

snood?

snood?

So, I’ve been trying for a while to make a cloth snood and my attempts have failed. FAILED like whoa. And maybe that’s partially because i’ve never seen one in real life. I really like this one from Garlands of Grace but I don’t have the money for it right now. And besides, I’m on this ‘I just bought a sewing machine, I AM INVINCIBLE!’ phase. I ran across some instructions online and man! they didn’t work.

This evening, I was trying again. After I finally gave up, I decided to play with this RIDICULOUSLY YELLOW square scarf I made from cheap WalMart fabric and ended up with the previously posted picture. I think I like it. It is as snoody as I think I will be able to get, plus I like that it doesn’t hang like more traditional snoods.  Elle, of course,  does not approve, in a way that only a long distance real live best friend can. But she has, from the beginning, vehemently protested the “snood.”

I think our friendship can handle this little bump. One of us will surely get over it! Any comments/suggestions about shape or ideas about how to make an actual snood?

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convention is ova.

27 October 2008

a post wherein I name people who don’t know they are being named and post a picture as well.

random conventioner: Mother Mimi wants to speak to you.
dana: uh. I don’t know who Mother Mimi is.
RC: She’s in the convention room over there.
dana: But I still don’t know who that is. Why does she want to talk to me?”
RC: I don’t know, but she said she wanted to talk to the ‘young lady in a green jacket and a red turban’.
Nancy: Come on, I’ll take you to her.
dana: uh… okay.

the young lady in the green jacket and red turban.

(we all know there’s only one reason someone wants to speak to the “young lady in the green jacket and red turban”)

In the end, it was a very nice priest who inquired if I was Muslim. Again I say, no. We actually talked for a little while, asked how I came to the Episcopal Church. Wherein I talked WAY too much and kept glancing at my priest who was standing there as well. As in “I think I told you all this before. Maybe…” and “I’m not real sure what I’m doing, what the hell am I doing?”

In the end, it was all good because she let me take her picture to document the Episcopal Women in Sport Coat phenomenon. And in the end it wasn’t all good because I couldn’t flip the picture the right direction when I tried to post it.