The Girls (and Other Stories)

Oh my goodness, when is the blessed event?  How many do humans usually have?  Four? Six?  Whee!  Maybe we'll get a sister!

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No, you little goofballs.  I'm not expecting.  I just bought some loose-fitting tops.

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A while ago I watched a documentary about how Victorian era women inadvertently hurt themselves. One way was by wearing corsets. Females at every level of society from the highest born lady to the lowliest maid wore them. Some wore them not only during the day but at night as well. To not wear a corset was unthinkable; otherwise you were considered “loose”.

Being a modern woman, I declared that there was no way in heck I would wear one of those things! I guess I would have to be thought of as disreputable. Yes, that’s all there is to it. A trailblazer, I’d be! The one to lead all women in rebellion!

As always, life came up with a way of making me eat my words.

Over time, I’ve had increasing nerve issues. There is one in my torso (where a certain undergarment rests) that causes me enough distress to make it difficult for me to breathe. During the winters I was able to skirt the issue by wearing bulky clothing and avoiding the “certain undergarment”, but I didn’t know what I would do if the pain continued at its current level over the summer.

I researched what alternatives were available online. Most women seemed to have trouble with straps/shoulders, so there were a lot of suggestions. With those of us who have problems with the band, our options seem to be either wearing a cami or making peace with how you look going natural.

“No, I could never do that!”

“Why not?”

“Because I would look like a loose woman!”

“Ooh, what a trailblazer you are.”

This spring I spent way more time than I’d care to admit wearing overalls and looking online for loose-fitting, shirred, garishly printed tops that might disguise my naturalness. Depending on your stage of life when wearing one, the tops I found might be mistaken for maternity wear. They might also look like what apple-shaped old ladies wear with polyester pants.

I’m hoping mine are mistaken for maternity.

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As long as I can still be your baby during thunderstorms, I don’t care what you wear.

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An Armed Forces Themed Alphabet Quilt is a great way to introduce little ones to the world Mommy and/or Daddy work in. it could be a gift to a hero who has already served.

Each picture is hand appliqued and hand embroidered. There is an incredible amount of detail in this piece, taking hundreds of hours of work. The method used for making this type of quilt is paper-basting applique which is done entirely by hand. First each block is broken down into colors, then paper pattern pieces are created for each color. Starting from the background to the foreground, each each layer is sewn with tiny stitches, then pull the paper out either from the back or the side. After this, all details are embroidered by hand. Once assembled, the quilt top, batting and backing are basted and quilted. The binding is also applied by hand. The border on this quilt is quilted in a stars and stripes swag design. Quilt has not been pre-washed, so when you do wash it, it will develop that lovely, crinkled look. Each quilt I make is not only a quilt, but a work of art.

This Armed Forces Alphabet Quilt and other fine gifts are available at my shop at L Bowman Studios.

It Started With The Twins…

Last year my niece had twins. I wanted to make something nice for them, so I chose little dresses and cardigans. When I finished with the outfits, there was still some yarn and ribbon leftover. That led to this:

I used the yarn and ribbon and some fabric from my stash to make these. They were donated to the church to help new mothers in need.

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Murphy sitting in sunshine

You’re lucky I’m a good boy or I would have chewed up those dinosaurs.

My motives were not entirely altruistic, however. I counted the materials I used in my One Thing Each Day challenge.

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I know some of you have wondered what happened to us. Murphy is fine. Me not so much. In extremely rare cases, psoriasis can go to the eyes. I can’t win even a scratch off lottery ticket, but somehow I can do this.

Anyway, right now the glare from computer screens is too much for me for more than a few minutes at a time, so I can’t do Bitey Dog (or do online banking or file taxes. Eek!). As soon as I feel better, we’ll be back to telling bitey stories! 😊

Death of a Frenemy

Going Out Of Business.  You guys are so lucky.

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This is beyond humiliating.

(Part of my image was borrowed from the internet.)

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I was really surprised when my neighbor told me that our local JoAnn’s store had closed down. I had been there just a few weeks before to buy supplies for gifts for my niece’s coming twins. When I was there, I noticed updates to the store from the last time I had been there. Even though I couldn’t afford to shop there often, I presumed others were able to.

I got curious and checked online and found out that the entire JoAnn corporation had gone out of business. Ours wasn’t just an isolated closure of a store that wasn’t doing well. What mixed feelings this brought up! While I disagreed with the direction the chain had been taking, I didn’t wish for their failure. I wished they would get better.

Just as this area is a Pet Black Hole, it is also a Retail Back Hole. There used to be several fabric stores in the county, but now there are none. You can buy a few calicoes or a bit of fleece at Michael’s (there is no Hobby Lobby in this area), but you’re up a creek if you want to do any upholstery work or make outerwear. There are some online sources for fabrics, but I hate to buy without being able to touch and see the fabric in person. What is “heavy” to you may not be to me.

On top of this, recent news has featured shipping companies’ use of non-English speaking illegal workers to drive trucks in the country. More were hired during the shutdown because there was a sudden increase in the demand for goods shipped to homes. While these drivers are to be commended for finding work, it turns out their lack of familiarity with the country’s language(s) has led to an inordinate number of accidents. Now authorities are cracking down on drivers without proper qualifications. This means shipping companies will no longer be able to abuse their workers by making them live in their trucks or monkeying with the logs so that they work more hours than they are allowed. To us, it means that shipping costs are going to go up. Hooray, first our B&Ms are pushed out, and now we will have trouble affording shipping costs.

This news comes at a time of my own personal identity crisis. Last year my PT recommended that I go to OT. He said, “Wouldn’t it be nice to do some exercises and be able to go back to doing the things you love?” Yes, that did sound nice. My OT, however, said that I need to avoid activities that put stress on my joints. It turns out that most of the things I do/did put undo stress on my joints. In other words, I have to stop doing them.

Since OT, I’ve been trying to figure out who am I? What do I do? Working with my hands was my way of dealing with legs that don’t function properly. Now no hands? As I go through my One Thing Each Day challenge, I’m trying to figure out how much fabric I should keep. Is sewing even a part of my future? If it isn’t, what is?

Even though I may no longer need JoAnn’s services, I am saddened that the business is gone. Maybe with the country’s focus on making goods in America, we’ll find ourselves in a position to open fabric supply stores that have goods people will actually want to work with (natural fibers!!!) and be able to afford.

The gifts I made from my recent (last) trip to JoAnn’s.

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Cross stitched afghan with roses and bows on it.

For beautiful, made in America, tariff-free gifts, come visit my shop at L Bowman Studios!

Memory Bears

This week I spent time making Memory Bears from the shirts of a neighbor’s family member who passed away.

I tried to incorporate those things which made the shirts unique like embroidered patches and special tags. When possible, I use the shirt’s buttons as the bears’ eyes.

Fortunately I was almost done before a certain stinkymonster noticed what I was doing and wanted to play with the bears.

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Handknit man's cardigan.

If you are looking for a gift for that special man in your life, consider this classic tweed cardigan so you can show your love for him for years to come.

This cardigan and many other fine gifts are available in my shop.