I’m putting aside my struggles with that sheath for a minute. Last night DH and I went to hear friends of his play at a nearby restaurant. Well it turns out this restaurant has live music most nights, but jazz on Thursday. I didn’t tell you DH was a jazz musician, did I? He no longer plays, but he complains all the time about the dearth of live music. Guess where we’ll be going on Thursdays?
I was woefully underdressed. I had on black pants, this Sandra Betzina top and a pair of flats. It was a Thursday night. I really didn’t think people would take the time to get dressed, but they did. So this weekend, I’ll make a pair of white linen pants, this dress as a tunic and wear it with white heeled sandals. This dressed on a Thursday night. I must be getting old.
I’ll have time to sew this weekend, because…. The contractor just called. The tub won’t be in until the first.