morning has broken
august 16th, 2000

i woke up at the crack of dawn this morning - an early seven thirty for 
me. i have no idea why - there was no crying baby, no alarm clock, no 
strange outside noises. i suppose my body clock is just used to sleeping 
in five to six hour blocks, and i went to bed at two a.m. last night 
(early for me)...at any rate, when i woke up, i had ideas in my head. and 
not my regular ideas of web-sites and poetry and things i could write in 
my journal. i woke up with ideas of clothes. clothes that i want to 
design.

of course, the only problem being that i've never sewed a stitch in my 
life (unless you count the embrodiery phase i went through while i was 
pregnant). one of the ideas - a pair of jeans with various wild patches 
all over it - should be pretty simple. just get a nice, worn pair from the 
salvation army and go to town, right? but the other one is this elaborate 
shirt design - and another is a dress. i thought of some cute things to 
make for Ash to. i sketched them all down, but considering i have no 
functional scanner, i can't very well show them to you...i suppose i could 
take a webcam pic, but i don't think it would do it justice. the sketches 
are pretty bad by themselves.

at any rate, if anyone know of a place to find patterns, or, i don't know, 
some sort of fairly cheap (perferably free) software that allows you to 
create your own designs and print out the patterns, or...well...any 
information about this whole sewing thing, please email me.

(i wonder if this means i'm becoming domestic. ways you *know* you're a 
mom, number 856 - you wake up with ideas for clothes in your head.)

so, considering i had no idea how to go about this whole clothes-making 
thing, i opted instead to get my writings page up and running again. i 
only have the poetry and prose up to right before i went to governor's 
school, but i'm working on it. i'm glad my website isn't so naked anymore, 
anyway.

i think sonicnet is making me a better housecleaner. i just play my little 
radio station and dance around and wash dishes and get every spic and 
span. i actually have a nearly spotless house now (except for that little 
disaster area known as my room) and i hope to keep it that way.

man, i really *am* becoming domestic.

for now, however, Ash is insisting that i read to her the "Baby Animals" 
sound story book. and, you know, when the princess starfish calls, i am at 
her service and command. :)