The one in which it is established….

that I am a woefully inept blogger. Yes, it’s been several months since my last blog post. It’s not due to lack of good intentions. The road to my blog is paved with good intentions. I’ve got entire posts all thought out, planned down to the punctuation marks – in my head. It’s the getting them on the page (er, is it considered a page if it’s a virtual journal?) I’m not even going to bother waxing poetic about how I’m going to be better, blog more, and take more pictures. We both know that’s not likely to happen with any sort of regular frequency. So, let’s move on, shall we…

Spring is slowly arriving here in soggy Pennsylvania. The weather is warming up, I’ve pulled out the Crocs that I got for Christmas.
Oh, how I love these shoes. Comfy, cute, kicky. They make me smile when I catch a glimpse of them on my feet.

Spring’s creeping arrival has also brought about my yearning to craft some cute warm-weather wear. Naturally since I don’t have any wee girlies to dress, I’m furtively working on (you guessed it!) Girls’ Dresses. The Perfect Summer Dress, to be precise.

That’s Marnie’s sweet girl in a dress I made last year. I am working on the finishing touches to the pattern, so it’ll be available soon. (Not soon enough for an Easter dress, but definitely for Cinco de Mayo)

It’s fun for me to get to play with girlie things like this, since I’m (as C puts it) an island in a sea of testosterone.

Lately, I have felt like the sea is battering down on my island beaches, and I desperately need some serious girl pampering to recover. Next week is my 30th birthday, and I’ll (finally) be using last year’s birthday gift – a day of spa pampering at Adolf Biecker, getting an Aveda facial, a swedish massage, and a mani/pedi. I feel spoiled.