Missed Opportunity

One year ago today, we were getting on a plane to Japan. Not for a short trip, but to live there for a six month stint. What a time. We were a huge bundle of emotions all rolled into one. You could not have prepared me for the hard parts, how much we would love it, or just how much we would miss it when we got home again. 

I'm thinking on it now and a few things come up, not as regrets, but just reflections. I know it's unlikely we will ever have the chance to do this again, but these are certainly things we might have done differently. 

My first one would have been to enrol into a kimono classes. I am fairly good at wearing kimono, but it would be nice to have a bit more in the way of "official training" to give me a bit more confidence. I did think about it before we left, but we were so busy organising everything else that it really got put on the back burner. By the time I thought about it in Japan, we only had two and a half months left in Tokyo, and seven weeks of that I was doing the teacher language course in Saitama. The shortest class was three months and would have been a stretch. Alas, missed opportunity. I'll have to look for some online classes I can do instead. 

When we were in Nagoya, strategically at the same time as the World Cosplay Summit, we got to see the final parade of Cosplayers down the main shopping street. That was really cool. We do wish we had also been organised enough to actually attend some of the other cosplay events that happened that weekend, and been able to participate in the cosplay parade itself. Logistically, packing a cosplay costume with everything else we were lugging around at that point, did not make sense, but in a perfect world, it would have been great to do. 

We knew we wouldn't be using a car much in Japan, but the travel around Shikoku really needed one. Steve had organised to have his International Driver's Licence before we left, but I opted not to. At the time, I figured I'd rather not drive and Steve would be able to do it all anyway. However when we were there, Steve ended up having to do all the driving with a broken hand. Not fun, especially through the mountain roads! On top of that, Japan has a zero alcohol limit, so if we drove out for dinner and Steve wanted to get a beer, he couldn't. I felt really silly that I hadn't sorted my licence too. Lesson learnt, better for me to have the licence even to be a support driver than to leave it all up to Steve. 

Our last reflection was that it would have been good to go to some Japanese conversation classes to help us all with our Japanese speaking. Steve especially felt that he could take in the language easily enough, but producing it was another matter. Of course, in the grand scheme of things it's fine, but it's another "would have been nice" moments when we look back. 

The girls ask us quite frequently now, when we will be going back to Japan. I'm so glad it has made such a positive impact on their lives and that they want to return! Hopefully next year we can squeeze in a visit. 

Making Shorts: Arduous Journey Part 1

Shorts. 

If there is one gap in my wardrobe, this is it. It's hard to find a pair RTW (Ready to Wear) that is all you ever imagined. As far as sewing goes, I feel I can pretty comfortably make a dress without much thought, but stuff that fits the lower half is considerably much tricker. Maybe that's why a pair of RTW shorts is also like finding a unicorn.

I ended up needing a new pair of boxer shorts at the start of the year because my pjs needed replacing, so I whipped up a pair one night. Unfortunately, I made the wrong size, so Sophie got a new pair of shorts and I made a second pair the next night that were much more successful. I don't know if it was these quick boxer shorts that gave me the confidence, or having made Sophie some beautiful pants last year, but I had sudden renewed motivation to finally tackle actual shorts again. 

Turns out the journey of making shorts is long. I rolled out my pattern pieces that have been meticulously adjusted and checked so many times, and made the final tweaks to them (I had hand written what needed changing (mostly length adding or hem leveling) on the pieces last time, but actually needed to make those changes visible before using the pattern). That took less time than I thought (maybe an hr or so?) so I dug out the fabric and looked at it for a while. 

Even after I puzzled the pattern pieces onto the fabric I honestly just sat looking at it some more. I knew the whole cutting of the pattern pieces would easily take an hour. I still had to find lining fabric and cut those pieces as well as the interfacing. And as I looked at the pattern there on the fabric I knew it already represented hours and hours of trial and error, fitting and checking, sewing and unpicking and starting all over again. Literally hours of my life, and still no perfect pair of shorts existed yet. 

More than that, since the pattern had again been tweaked before this time round, there was every chance it might still need some small adjustments. Last time I tried it was over two years ago too, so also every chance that my body has changed since then too. Even if it all sewed up perfectly, just that time alone will take hours as well. It took a lot to get myself cutting I can tell you. 

For reference, I'm not over exaggerating when I say shorts are the work of hours. I started the shorts journey way back in August of 2021, with three pairs of shorts which I mostly blogged about here. I then tried again in January of 2024, with a white bedsheet pair for fitting and then a maroon pair that were wearable but a little tight, pictured below. 

I don't know why I never blogged these, but looking back, January 2024 was busy, as was February, and then we went to Japan at the end of March that year, so I guess time got away from me. I was feeling good about these shorts though, five pairs in, even if they were not perfect yet. 

Alas though, size fluctuates for all of us, so I knew I would need to try again. That's where we are now. Trying again. With what remains of the maroon fabric from the fifth pair. Is it sixth time lucky for shorts? I sincerely hope so. Anyway, you'll have to come back another time to find out how it all turns out, because this post is long enough, and the shorts aren't finished yet. See you next time!

Fabric Notes for Future Paula Who Likes to Remember Things. (Sorry there are no photos of my quick boxer shorts)

Boxers shorts round 1 were made with some of the fabric I had made Sophie's wearable toil Zero Waste halter last year. I was hoping I could make a matching top with the rest of the fabric, but since the shorts don't fit and Sophie prefers a T-shirt....

Boxer shorts round 2 were made with the leftovers of Luke's Christmas present shirt. Good to use up the scraps! 

Falinks Bag

Falinks is a Pokémon that is a bit like a caterpillar. They walk in a line but rearrange to battle. Their little side shields also move independently to cover their eyes and what not too. It also happens to be Rachel's favourite Pokémon. 

Since we've been playing Pokémon Legends Z-A, thanks to Steve's Birthday Switch 2 purchase, there has been a swing back to enjoying Pokémon from our girls. One of the characters uses Falinks as his Pokémon, and has a very cool Falinks bag as part of his costume. 

There are no good photos of it online (the one above is from I don't know where!), but Rachel drew a reference image for me and I decided I'd be able to make one for her. (I mean, Sophie has a Majikarp Bag after all.) Rachel's instructions were that it would be big enough for her "stuff" - mostly a notebook, pencils and pens. 

I just used whatever I could find in my fabric stash. Yellow fabric from a friends wedding (which I talk about in the Majikarp Bag post) made up most of it. Black and red, I don't know where that was from TBH. The shiny blue was scraps from my Princess Bride costume, and the white was a bedsheet. I also used a zip that I salvaged from one of the girls old lunch bags, and hardware from free conference lanyards. 

The whole thing is stabilized with the sturdiest interfacing ever, though I do feel like I could have added an extra fabric or batting layer to give the thin yellow cotton a bit more weight to it. 

It is, of course, fully lined and has pockets, as per Rachel's design. This blue fabric... was from somewhere too I guess! 

The back of the pouch has two loops so Rachel can slide it onto a belt and wear it around her waist. 

The sides both have lanyard clips, so there is an option of putting a strap on, or just clipping other stuff on. I was going to make a strap with the yellow fabric, but Rachel was too impatient and just wanted to get going, so she used her strap from Japan. Works the same. 

It's the cutest little Falinks bag ever. 

Cooking with Parvin

What seems like a lifetime ago now (maybe December 2024?), Steve and I went for a date night at A Taste of Saffron at Stones Corner. It was a Persian restaurant that we had never been to and the food was delicious. The highlight of the night was an amazing eggplant dish with some kind of yoghurt toping. Couldn't tell you the name of the dish, but I took a photo of it. We had recently had some people from Iran join our church and I thought maybe they would recognise it. 

Parvin did recognise the dish and was happy to tell me about it, so I asked her if she could teach me to make it. She was so excited, but of course, by the time I had shown her the photo, it was late January, and then we left for Japan six weeks later. Fast forward to February of this year and, I finally had the pleasure of learning how to make this Persian eggplant dish with Parvin. 

It was so special to be cooking with this lovely lady. What I thought was going to be an hour or so, was actually more like four hours. We soaked the eggplant, cooked the yoghurt, chatted and sewed. Then finally got to the main cooking. It was delightful to be learning from her. The kind of thing I wish I could have done with my own grandparents. 

I was a little emotional about it, thinking of so many things. The wisdom that comes from the older generations, the traditions they can pass on and stories they can tell. The perspectives that come from people who had to flee their countries, how they continue to cook food that reminds them of home, and keep their culture alive in a new place. How our generation is missing these slow moments of connection in our busy consumer driven lives. Even thinking about God's kingdom and desire for every nation to be one people. 

When we finished cooking, Parvin insisted we go and buy Turkish bread from "the only place in Brisbane with the best Turkish bread" together. The shop was in Moorooka and had lots of Persian products that Parvin told me about as we walked the to the bread section. The whole afternoon/evening was good for my soul and I'm super thankful for it. 

 

Sashiko Complete

In a world where I feel I accumulate project after project too quickly, it's always nice to finish one off. 

This sashiko work started when I decided to make a class set of cloths for my classes to use as whiteboard cleaners. I prepped nearly 30 small squares of fabric and got tracing designs. 

The first few were off to a quick start, but there was a slow down while we were in Japan and I was predominately working on other stuff. Since being back, I was able to make great headway, and then finally, the first week of school being so full of meetings meant that I could finish it off. 

I'm honestly a little surprised that I am finished, since it seemed like a lot at the start and my progress was pretty slow, but I'm happy it's done. I really enjoy sashiko, but don't really know how to work it into my more every-day sewing. 

More than my surprise at being actually finished, is my shock that the kids at school actually seem to appreciate having these. They are also left speechless when I tell them I made them. It’s been rather nice. 

Belated Birthday Post

Is this the year where I only post about people's birthdays months after the event? It happened with Steve, it's happening with Sophie, so maybe? 

It's a short one, but I don't want to forget it. Sophie is now 13. She's taller than me. She loves Greek myths and musicals. She's committed to BJJ trying to get her next belt (it's a yellow and black, so they call it the "Vegemite belt"). When she's not reading, Sophie is drawing on every bit of paper available. 

This sweet girl didn't want to try to juggle mixing friends from various circles for a party, so we had a casual family afternoon tea and a movie night. A plain chocolate cake was requested and I added the decorations (it's a Parthenon and the sister blades (a weapon from the Hades 2 Switch game)). 

Rachel made her a new pencil case with fabric she bought in Japan. These two together are like sunshine to me. Sophie's cooking continues to expand and the highlight of Rachel's holidays (that she shared at the first night back to Guides) was eating all of Sophie's cooking, especially the lemon bars. 

Study Makeover (and Misc. New Year Holiday Things)

We didn't go anywhere over Christmas last year. It was very much a stay home and rest kind of break. Steve had ten days off work, but instead of trying to put in any kind of travel or get away, we just stayed home. It was surprisingly relaxing and also productive. 

Belated Happy New Year:
Rachel with her latest balloon creation to celebrate the Year of the Horse

Thanks to working in the tech industry, Steve gets a laptop upgrade every two years, which means we have older, but still great laptops just lying around the house. Since Sophie was moving into high school, and the girls are both just generally older and more capable with computers now, we thought we would actually set up the study with spaces for them to work in. 

The study is Steve's official office, since he works there everyday. It's got his big desk with all the screens and gadgets, but it also stores a stack of other stuff. We had the piano in there, under the shelves we had installed back in 2013 and all our extra musical instruments and cases in the corner. The shelves had initially served the purpose of holding our DVDs, but was currently holding our board game collection. And against the wall under the windows, was three 2 by 2 cube storage units (hand me downs from Fi) that had a collection of things from tech stuff to kids toys. 

This is an older photo, but you get the idea - stuff!

Knowing we needed to put two desks in the room ment we absolutely needed to clean out everything else. I did a huge cull of all of the games, and the kids toys, and all the craft supplies that I still had from when I ran a Family Day Care. So much stuff. But it was great to get rid of - most of it went to other people, or sold on marketplace. Not to landfill just yet. 

We also realised that we'd need to paint one of the walls, which had been hiding behind the piano. After the renos were finished in 2019, I had used the leftover wall paint to paint the entry, hallway and most of the study before I ran out. Since the final wall was firstly in the study (where really only Steve went) and secondly hidden behind a piano and some very full shelves, it was not worth getting more paint at the time. Now, however was different. So we took everything out and I painted the wall. 

And reinstalled the shelves. 

Twas beautiful! 

Two trips to Ikea later and we also had desks to set up and arrange. The piano (and other instruments) didn't fit back in, but they are not taking up too much space in the dining room. The girls both have smaller desks in their room and we had office chairs for them (that we picked up free from a furniture company down the road one day). Rachel has put her office chair out in the study and is using a big stool in her room while Sophie is doing the opposite. 

Everybody loves the new set up and the subsequent gaming that came with it. Steve and the girls are loving getting into playing together. Meanwhile my space is still round the corner near the washing machine and though I'm apart from everyone else, I love my sewing space so much that I can't complain. 

This whole study makeover was completed in the ten days (though I guess I did lots of the culling of things in the lead up to facilitate it) which was pretty cool. At no point did we feel rushed to get it done and Steve had a sleep in every morning. The right kind of holidays. 

Sophie enjoying the slow holidays making crepes in the pan she got for her birthday. 

As You Wish

For Steve's 40th last year, I got us some tickets to a Brisbane Arts Theatre production called "The Cliff Notes of Insanity", which was a cabaret version of the Princess Bride. It had a three course meal (the Feast of Florin), songs, dances, trivia, costume competition and the Princess Bride movie - or the cliff notes version at least. What a fun night!

The idea of the costume competition really caught my attention. Obviously I wanted to make and wear costumes, and Steve was in, but for some reason, it was a real struggle. Firstly I felt bad buying new fabric, but I didn't have anything in my stash. Then when I finally gave in and went to look at the fabric, most of the offerings in the colour I wanted/needed were very polyester. Not only did it look like cheep costume fabric, I also didn't think I'd enjoy wearing it on a hot December night, especially when I was unsure if the venue would be air conditioned. 

I went back and forth for ages, trying to figure out what I was going to do. Got some fabric. Regretted it and couldn't bring myself to use it. Then I decided I'd just make Buttercup and Westley costumes from the very start of the movie when they are in their farm gear, since I had old bed sheets I could use for that. Tried to make mine; it came out too big. Ripped the whole thing apart and tried again; sewed the sleeves on wrong. At that point, with a week to go, I gave up and put all the fabric away in a cupboard. 

Two days before the show, I did a complete 180 and decided that I did in fact want to wear a costume and I would just have to make it happen. So the fabric came out again. Not wanting to be reminded of the previous failures, I opted to try making Buttercup's blue royal dress (which she wears when she realises Humperdinck has lied to her but resolves to remember that Westley will come for her never the less). 

I drafted a pattern on some old sheets and did a test run on the Tuesday night. Told the girls I would be spending the entire next day sewing. Did spend all of Wednesday sewing and had my dress 90% done by the 5pm (just had to hand sew the collar facing down). So then I drafted Steve's boot covers and whipped him up a Dread Pirate Roberts black pirate shirt following a few Bernadette Banner tutorials on YouTube. 

The next day I woke up early and hand sewed the collar of my dress down before I took the girls on a road trip to Maleny to visit friends for lunch. I dropped the girls to my parents for their sleepover and was home in time to finish the boot covers and lie down for twenty minutes before we had to go to the show.

I did not win any costume competition prizes (it was not really a well run/serious competition at all), but I did love being in costume at the event. Especially since (as I had predicted), every other Buttercup wore the red dress, and thus I was unique. Steve looked great as a Westley, though I do wish I'd made him the mask/bandana thing. Oh well. It was fun. 

I am glad to say that both girls have offered suggestions as to occasions they can wear the Buttercup dress (Book Week, Halloween etc), so I'm hopeful it will get worn again. The black pirate shirt won't have any problems being worn again in the future I think. As always, I'm bummed not to have better photos of this whole thing. Why is that part always so hard!?

Learning Mandarin, Teaching Language and Generally Being Inspired

I can't believe how much Mandarin I can speak and understand now. It's a very weird thing for me to say, given that I had zero desire to learn Mandarin and the classes I took were only for a week, but here we are. 

2026 started with an opportunity to attend the Comprehensive Input Down Under conference which was being run at South Bank for a week. Comprehensive Input (CI) is a teaching method for language based on the premise that language is acquired by listening and reading to compelling, comprehensive inputs in the target language. It's how we all learnt our first language, so why not use it for a second, or any additional language for that matter? 

Obviously there is a difference in development levels, if you are comparing a baby or young child learning a language to a teen or adult. For the latter you can add the development of different skills, and you have a first language to map onto. But still, listening and reading - that's the way to go. 

I've been teaching using a CI method since I returned to the language classroom in 2024, but it was largely based on my own guess work (after seeing my kids acquire language) and things I'd listened to in podcasts. Not a lot of direct training in the field. A whole week of conference about that with teachers from all over Australia and presenters from around the world was an opportunity too good to miss. 

Along with all the usual conference type offerings - key note speakers, workshops and presentations, this conference also ran Language Labs. This was where two teachers (Spanish and Mandarin) would teach a class of "students" using CI methods every day for the week. We had about three to four hours of classes every day. The teachers attending the conference could sign up to be students in the class, or attend as observers in the room. 

I really wanted to get the experience of what it's like being a student, and despite being really keen to learn more Spanish, I figured the Mandarin class would give me a better understanding of how to teach an Asian script. More practical for my Japanese setting.  

When the conference rolled around in mid January, a full week before any teachers were due back in the classroom, I was a little bit second guessing my decision to attend. So hopeful that it was going to be great, but also aware of the huge time commitment. But the conference did not disappoint. Far from it. Even when we were on day three and I was expecting to start fatiguing from all the brain use, we were so motivated and excited by the learning and connections that it was amazing. 

Along with learning so much about how to teach with a CI approach, I was also lucky enough to make great connections with other teachers. An Indonesian teacher I met on the first day who came down from Agnes Waters to attend was staying with her daughter a few streets over from me, so we ended up being bus buddies. The two Japanese teachers from Genesis (where I've taught previously) and I also ended up connecting and sharing our love for Jesus. 

I can't even say how encouraged I was by this full week of fantastic professional development. So ready to head back to the classroom and put it all into practice. And I'm still going over my new Mandarin vocab in my mind, and listening to Taiwanese dramas on Netflix to see if I can pick out the words. Language learning really is so fun, and I get to teach it! 

Belated Post: Steve's 40th

I wasn't going to post about this, but I looked at the photos and realised I wanted to remember it one day. Surprisingly (or unsurprisingly) this blog often turns out to be the best way for us to look back and get a summary of something. Even when I'm looking for a photo to show someone, I'll often come here first, rather than trawl through the endless photos in the gallery. 

So here we go: Steve is 40. 

We didn't want a big party, but also didn't want to let it slide by unnoticed. So a casual afternoon tea on the deck and then blokes around for beers afterwards. The beers event we were hoping would be at Hiker, but they decided to host the school trivia night there so we had to change those plans. 

Food highlights were the croquembouche (which was not stressful as such, but involved and tricky, mostly because of my rather ridiculous oven) and ninja chocolate biscuits, along with the usual afternoon tea fare. 

There was bunting. 

And Sophie wore her graduation outfit for a test drive and I wore my purple arrow dress even though it still had wonky sides and the sleeves were too long. 

Everyone had a good time, and lots of people chipped in for Steve to get a Switch 2. There has been much gaming in the household since. Happy Birthday Steve!

Wicked

Throwback to the cinema release of Wicked: For Good in November 2025, when I convinced the girls it would be fun to go in costume. 

Don't they look fabulous! 

And I'm super happy to say that I borrowed the costumes from my teacher friends who had them on hand from Book Week. All I did was some adjustments (Glinda's dress originally had the huge puffy sleeves from the Wizard of Oz movie, and the black cape for Elphaba was originally under the dress).

I did make Rachel her hat the morning of the day we were going to the movie, with lots of scrap black fabric that I somehow had lying around. She loved it. I loved her commitment to the green face paint! 

I also managed to loose my good sewing scissors that day though, so I can't look back without some sadness. We are nearly three months on and they haven't shown up yet!

Purple Arrow Dress

The full extent of the fabric I bought in Japan remains undocumented, and will probably continue to be so since I'm not a huge fan of "haul" content. Also, not sure that people care or that I'm organised enough quite frankly. I mean, here we are in late January and this is my first post about something I made in October/November last year. What a world. 

In any case, this dress is made from fabric I acquired in Japan while we were living there in 2025. I think it was from my last trip to Nippori (fabric town of Tokyo). I had been on the lookout for a version of this traditional Japanese print with the arrow like design and was pretty happy with this lovely find with its purple and gold. 

After making the (somewhat experimental) Zero Waste dress in October, I knew I wanted to replicate a similar idea with this fabric. But I also wanted in built sleeves, with cuffs, and collar with a full button front. Easy? Not really, but for some unknown reason, I'm the kind of person who thinks I should just do it anyway and it will surely work out. 

It kind of worked out. 

The biggest change was that I tried to get away with fewer pintuck/pleat things around the waist to gather it in. I compensated by making them deeper, but it didn't really work for some reason. The result was that the skirt was not as full as I would have liked it. I also severely overestimated how long the sleeves needed to be and it was just all too much fabric there to start with. And then I just turned up the fabric to make the cuffs, but they got totally lost in the pattern. 

Oh, and that collar I wanted? Nope! I managed to cut the back neckline too low for it to fit properly, so threw that out the window pretty quickly. Ahh, things that went wrong; fun times. I'm not above sharing all the things that went wrong. Stuff goes wrong all the time for me. I guess what I don't have is photos of the things that went wrong. Do I need them? Hopefully you can imagine it all and believe me. 

Anyway, changes were needed, so changes I made. I cut off the extra fabric at the sleeves and reshaped the sides of the skirt, including taking out and reinstalling the pockets. Then I pieced together any scraps I had to make cuff fabric for the sleeves that would have the pattern going the other way. Then, since I was piecing everything anyway, I kept going and had enough for a thin belt to go with it. 

Finally I went to Spotlight to get gold buttons that would match the gold in the fabric and really elevate the dress. Those buttons were the most expensive part (not counting all the time I'd spent on the dress of course). They were easily three times more expensive than the fabric. Good thing the perfectly matching belt buckle was already in my stash. 

Graduation Outfit

When we returned to Australia, Sophie immediately asked if she could cut her hair. It, like everything else about Sophie, had grown in Japan and she was getting sick of it. I'm all for kids having autonomy, but I did veto this for the moment because, being in grade 6, graduation was coming up. Having been away from school for six months, Sophie was unaware of what graduation even was, but on returning to school found it was indeed all the kids were talking about. 

Sophie was quickly inducted into "all you need to know for graduation" which mostly consisted of the girls discussing what they would be wearing. Not wanting to go shopping (a girl after my own heart, I'm so proud!), but realising that she'd literally grown out of everything possible, we spent a week brainstorming what she might want to wear. In the end, she asked me to make something and we did a bit of inspo finding on Pintrest as we looked for the style she was after. 

Initially she was after a jumpsuit, with a halter style top. I did a bit of checking to see which features were important to her, and then offered to make it but separates, rather than the jumpsuit, so it would be easier to use the "facilities". The good news on that front was that I had a pattern for the halter top in the style she wanted and the pants seemed easy enough to draft, since she wanted wide leg. 

I dug out my pattern for Liz Hayworth's Zero Waste halter top from the September instalment of the Year of Zero Waste Sewing. I also dug out the one I made and had Sophie wear it around for a day or two at home. Halters can sometimes look like they are going to work and then in reality, can annoy the heck out of you when you actually wear them. Sophie did find it comfy though, so I got to work. 

Wearable draft fit check: looks good!

I was pretty confident with the style, but still wanted to check the size on her, so I measured her up and made a wearable-draft out of some lovely light cotton I'd gotten at a second hand fabric market. It came together beautifully and the fit was great. For the pants, I did a couple of trials with an old green bedsheet until I was happy with how it came together. I used the pattern I had for her PJ shorts as a base and did some tweaking. I don't seem to have any photos of that drafting process. 

Time for the real deal! 

We bought fabric from Spotlight: a gorgeous linen in a coral pink colour. Everything about sewing this was beautiful. I was making it at around the same time as my Experimental Dress, which was much more hacked together and "making it up as I go" vibes. By contrast, sewing Sophie's outfit was smooth and professional. Thanks to the drafting, everything lined up. I'd already gone through most of the construction sequence at least once, if not twice, so I knew what order to sew things in. The seams were finished with the swishes methods I could manage (French seams of beauty!) Magically, I didn't sew any parts backwards, despite the "right side" and "wrong side" of the fabric being indistinguishable. 

Her only negative feedback was that I could have made the pockets bigger. 

I sewed it pretty early in the term. I think I didn't want to accidentally leave it too late and then have an enormous panic while I was in the midst of reports. Also, I was just enjoying getting to make something so beautiful for my daughter. Since I made it early enough, it was ready for Steve's 40th, which meant she could take it for a test run, though under some very strict instructions about being careful with food and no rolling around on the grass. 

Sophie looks like an absolute rock star in this outfit. She is so comfortable, everything fits where it should and the fabric is soft. I don't think I even noticed the time it took to sew. And, she did get her hair cut. I did it the morning of graduation day. Graduation was a success, and she's planning on wearing it for Christmas. I'm glad, because as I look back at the photos, I think she's grown in the six weeks since I first made it for her... 

Sashiko Progress

At the start of the year I prepped a bunch of fabrics to sew with sashiko stitching on them. The intent for these was that one day there would be enough to be a set of classroom white board cleaners. I had patterns drawn on a bunch of red and blue ones to stitch at church in Japan, which I did. 

Rachel even asked to do one while she sat in church next to me one morning. Can you tell which is hers? 

We did however, find that going to church was quite a mission in Japan. For a number of reasons, so for the latter half of our stay, we did home church as a family. This was actually great for us, but not so great for the sashiko progress. 

Since coming back I've finished off the ones I had drawn patterns for. I've got 20 finished now, which is almost a class set! 

The remaining fabrics are a lot of blue, which I'm worried slightly about how to trace patterns on to, since it's on the darker side. But I'll give it a go none the less. There are definitely patterns that I want to try again - mostly with better thread colour choices (not like the purple set), so they should be pretty easy to follow even if the lines are hard to see. 

The other thing I did work on in Japan was this cross stitch. 

Bad night time photo of the finished work, unframed 
"Touching the Autumn Sky"

I packed it because it had was the project that would take the smallest amount of space and yet give the largest amount of sewing time. It was a thing I had started over ten years ago, after Sophie was born, or maybe was 1? I don't know. I've never been taught cross stitch properly, and when I started I made lots of mistakes. But the friend who gave it to me had really good intentions. I figured if I was ever going to get it done, it was in Japan or not at all. 

I did get most of it done in Japan (progress shot here), but doing so also gave me a huge shoulder injury from excessive stitching. Also, even though I've finished it and it looks beautiful, it's also kinda useless. Cross stitch is definitely not my thing. Time to give away all of the other ones I've got in a box (not bought, just gifted over the years). I'm ready to face the reality that I'll never willingly stitch those and they are better off going to someone who will.