Ouch.

Brief recap of my first Razorback game...


the Alabama Crimson Tide stomped all over the Hogs, 49-14. But the U of A Razorback Band was amazing!! This isn't a great pic (both pics courtesy of the U of A website's recap of today's game) and I forgot my camera!


During the halftime show, they played Thriller...and then they chucked their horns and actually DANCED THRILLER. It was AWESOME! Best part of the game by far. (The pretzel was good too.)

We parked like 25 miles away, entirely UP HILL. Over rough terrain. With stairs. I wish I were exaggerating. There may be a Ouch Part Deaux post tomorrow because I'm pretty sure my butt is going to be in sad shape tomorrow.

Beautiful day, football, girl pals...all in all a really great Saturday afternoon!

Remembering

We had a moment of silence this morning, in honor of 9/11. And afterwards, when we said the pledge, I got choked up. Even after 7 years, I remember.

On a lighter note, at least we didn't get sucked into a black hole or compressed into fiery bits of strangelets by that large hydron thingie-majig over in Europe:


The black hole would have been bad, I'm assuming, because we'd kinda notice getting sucked into nothing. The strangelet thing, we'd never realize in time, so I was kinda hoping it would go south in that direction...you know, if it decided to go south at all. Crazy Europeans and their big bang theories.

Either way, I'm glad I'm still around to sew a little this weekend. I am going to a Hogs game next weekend and I probably need a red tee. The G-man is thoroughly disgusted with me and says that any old red will do, because the Hogs aren't "Crimson and Cream" like his beloved OU.

Well, Okay then.

And now, because we haven't ogled any yum in a while, we'll have a brief pause to admire this piece of finery from the upcoming Quantum of Solace:


Mmmm... he even looks nice all banged up and dirty. (ok that came out kinkier than I thought.) Trailer looks amazing. You can find it, and lots more pretty pictures of Mr. Yum, HERE.

Mini-Wardrobe Motivator Extraordinare

For all those who didn't finish, and those who never started (stop pointing), there is now a thread on PR for motor-vation & support!

Let's get busy & finish those wardrobes! (or, you know, start em.)

Still working on the same storyboard:


and I'll probably be working on the pants this weekend. I need pants. Vogue 1035 in darkwash denim:




And I'm really thinking about making a grown-up version of these for myself:


I may start on those tonight. I bought a pair of jeans a couple weeks ago that were too short. Perfect opportunity to crop them off and make some pretty. (tutorial for these is in the Tutesville section on the right.)

And a blast from my recent past...a fellow PR-er was kind enough to send me the photos of my red duct tape pantsform project from January '06. I had lost the original photos, so my review didn't have images any longer. Which, if I do say so myself, are classic.


That my friends is my bum in all its glory. The bum double died a sad death a year ago, and needs to be remade. Although, it takes a certain frame of mind to tape up your netherparts. If you'd like more info (and who wouldn't??) you can read the review/tutorial HERE.

Toodle-oo!

In Tribute...

An icon right out of my childhood.
Peace go with you into the night.
RIP Jerry Reed.

Fruits of my Labor Day

Instead of hotdogs, burgers, and potato salad on the lakeshore, I had Chinese food at the mall with a couple of girlfriends! Gave me a good excuse to wear my Asian print lounge-y pants made from Simplicity 5074:


I was inspired by a similar pair in a Boston Something or Other catalog I got in the mail several months ago. You know how much I like big prints on my butt. These are so comfy and cool...and they're super fast to make. Drawstring waist in front/sides, with elastic in the back. I hemmed these quite a bit shorter than my last few pairs (no reason. Just did.)

These are my favorite quickie pant. Especially conducive to those times you find you have a big butt print lying around.

After Chinese food, we went to see this:


and now we are most definitely on the lookout for some shiny sequined spandex. And maybe some platform boots. Because a reenactment simply must be done.

Just call me Merle.