Pantyhose are the bane of my existance.

So I'm rushing around trying to get ready for a wedding, last minute of course, because of course I couldn't be relaxed and early, so I pull up my thigh highs and pull the lace half off one. I figure I can go with this, it won't be so bad. Then I put my thumb through it and BAM runs right to my ankle. So I decided I would give-in and wrestle into some pantyhose. So along with breaking out in a sweat, I got angry right away, because seriously, f*@k right off. It's like trying to wrestle yourself into a baby's onesie. Also, I'm so short the only way they don't cut me in half (which leaves a lovely silhouette under a dress)is to haul them right up. Like, right up; picture the pants of an 80 year old. *le sigh.* Alas, this was not the fate of these hoses. Because as soon as I got them to waist level.... wait for it.... BAM! runs from my thigh to my knee. Honestly. Who came up with this?? And don't even get my started on the spanx I tried on yesterday. I'll just haul on a slip, and let it all hang out, thanks, because those things would send me into a homicidal spiral. Y'know... if I could have hauled them up all the way....

Anyway, the wedding was lovely, it was great to see everyone, even if I hate that I'm at the age when this is what brings us all together again. And we had to leave a little earlier than normal because I feel bad when we leave the dogs.... loser.....


There are no pictures of us... whoops... but we get to do it all over again next weekend (yay) and I'll be rocking my awesome $10 clearance dress, so I'll make sure some pictures are had. I haven't been making anything, and I have 2 weeks to get my sewing room cleared up, because my wife is coming to visit after three years apart omgwthbbq. so excited!! How about a veggie harvest picture? Adam just pulled a few of the carrots, and the leek to test them out. I think our zucchinis are just about finished up, and... well... a moment of silence for the peas please... This week at work, we're renovating a bathroom in an old building, which is an awesome part of doing what I do: I get to take garbage home! Exciting, I know. Antique brass drawer pulls and cast iron bathtub feet:

Okay. We're off to buy a washer... Crafty updates... well... someday, maybe....