More sewing last night.  Tommy and Phouka helped.  Well, Tommy helped.  Phouka passed out in the middle of the studio floor in a pile of scraps. 

Despite his anxiety when it comes to all things sewing, I made Tommy pin the interlining to the outer fabric pieces while I finished the edges.  He did just fine and was a big help.  I actually managed to get just a little into the construction process last night; the coat now has one pocket.  None of it's put together, yet, but it has a pocket!

The order in which you have to do things while sewing always amuses me.  A pocket would seem to be a finishing detail, but it's actually he first step in these coats.  I'm used to the strange order, but I still find it interesting, and probably one of the more difficult things for non-sewers to grasp.  Tommy looked at me a little funny when I said I was starting with his pockets!

I just finished reading my LJ post for this date last year; yikes!  I had managed to block out from my memory the misery that was the Drama Queens New Play Festival.  While I wish I hadn't re-read that, it casts the sewing marathon in a whole new, rosier light.

On the diet front, I have reached a goal!  I have lost six pounds since I really buckled down: twenty pounds to go.  I've decided that this time 'round I'm rewarding myself with something concrete every time I hit a five pound goal at about the cost of $5 per pound lost.  For my five pound reward, I'm getting a Flickr Pro account.  For my twenty pound reward, I'm planning on getting the Brigantine bodice from Odd Bodkin. 

Anyone got any good ideas for 10 lb/$50 and 15 lb/$75 dollar rewards?  I'm so used to denying myself anything I want that costs more than about five dollars that I'm having trouble coming up with something I want that will motivate me!

And, more pictures for last weekend.  I wanted to get the camre last night and get a picture of Phouka asleep in the scraps, as well as the disaster the studio has become, but I knew if I went for my camrea, Phouka would wake up.

Mom and Ik, her favorite person at the faire.

And the Nickle Shakespeare girls doing...Midsummer Night's Dream, I believe.