I am the eyelet queen, and it is it is a glorious thing to be the eyelet queen!
Thirty six metal eyelets up the back of this ferschluggener dress and I decide to bind them all in by hand. Aargh aargh. I know those medieval people had WAY more free time than we do. Oh well, I am 1/6th of the way there.
National day of mourning tomorrow. I’m sorry Prez Reagan died, but having had Alzheimer’s in our family I know that it’s an ineviatable thing. His family is lucky that they had friends and support to help with his illness.
Working away again. Gotta get back to the desk and make a map and some masks for our program on Saturday. Wish me luck and pray for good weather. I may have to sing the Mr. Sun song.