Apartment Therapy

Short stature-->can't reach top of window-->inaccurate measurements-->curtains too short.

Enter sewing machine.  Accompanied, of course, by the almighty Seam Ripper and ribbon-turned-tabs.

Failure evolved into success.  Gotta love that.  I want to embellish them with buttons, but I did not have them.  This was my first time standing and sewing.  It was aaaaaawwwweeeeesome.  I love this material.  It is strewn with little rosies.

And one last AMAZING thing.  Yesterday as we were leaving our apartment complex I spotted a box filled with goodies next to the dumpster.  It contained all of Rachel's favorite things--it was almost like someone left it just for me.  It contained:  books (including Memoirs of a Geisha which I have been wanting to read), a tart burner, plastic pastel gingham silverware (oh yes!), picture frames (including one with a DIY pained paper mosaic which I refuse to throw away), two pens, a yellow vase, and a completely unopened-straight-from-the-UK-tin-of-Earl-Grey.

Thank you garbage fairies!