He really got a workout. So did I. I was wearing a pair of jeans one size too big, and they got bigger as I got warmer.
Anyway, the trainer drove in, walked over and said "You take the back end with a whip". In he went. shit. There is nothing so demoralizing as evidence that you are NOT respected.
Unloading at the trailhead was also fraught with danger. He actually tried to go UNDER the divider. You know, maybe he got into some loco weed.
In sewing news, I have been participating in PR's Fabric Stash contest. I've sewed up quite a lot of old stash and some of it even looks good. Here is a smattering:
|M 5713 OOP pleated cardi|
|top KS 3740; B 3972 OOP skirt|
|M 6724 dress altered to a nightgown lined with tricot|
More posts to come, as I have come across some wonderful books to share with you. Until then, Mary