July 21, 2009
Mr Hoppo Bumpo has given me the talk.
The timing of the talk took me by surprise. Sure I knew it was coming one day, but now? It caught me off-guard. If I am being honest, I'd have to say I felt slighted by the talk.
So, what was the talk?
Maybe you've had it? The one where you are told that there is a sunset clause on home-sewing the children's wardrobes. See that big red ball disappearing on the horizon? Yes that would be Argy and Bargy turning 4 and 2 and insisting upon prêt-à-porter.
At first I wasn't sure whether to be flattered (did Mr HB think I'd actually sewn that many things for Argy and Bargy??) or insulted (hey, what the heck's wrong with my sewing?). Of course instead of heeding the talk, I have been feeling kind of inclined to thumb my nose; become defiant; go underground.
So here I am making some tracky daks* for Argy. I am using some purchased trims to make them look store-bought (see above). And have made a shopping bag to put them in, when I have finished.
Rebellious home sewing will continue tomorrow, after Mr HB leaves for work ...
* tracky daks - Australian slang for track pants or sweats