Mar 28
It is a very sad day here in Monklingland. I have suffered a loss. We had become so close, so comfortable together. We had been together for years and years. Alas, last night, I had to say good bye. Imagine the tearing of the very fabric of our relationship. Yes, last night my favorite pair of jeans had a rip beyond repair and I had to throw them out.
There is a fate even worse than tossing out a favorite pair of jeans. It is the realization that I am now down to exactly 2 pairs of jeans. This means I am required to go out shopping for clothes. I despise clothes shopping. Oh, the pain, the tragedy of it all…
March 28th, 2008 at 7:59 pm Quote
March 28th, 2008 at 8:25 pm Quote
Well I have some bad news and some good news. The bad news is, those jeans have already been taken off by our trash collectors. The good news is, the current pair of jeans I have on is also gonna go at any minute so I shall save them.
I am going to get to see you. Wish it could have been this spring, though
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I am in the mood to start messing with trying my hand at paper making again real soon. If the work going on ever gets done around here…
March 28th, 2008 at 10:32 pm Quote
Gin, I think you should turn Monkling’s jeans into one of those oddball vessels so you can stick her zipper and pockets and seams on it, too, and anything that was in her pockets can go in it or on it.
Gee, you can start yourself a whole new business preserving people’s favorite clothing. Uh, can you turn ashes into pots? Oh, the possibilities!
March 28th, 2008 at 10:45 pm Quote
You mean like this, Pegs?
http://www.ginpetty.com/_temp/_denim2.jpg
As for the ashes, um…would you believe that a woman once contacted me about handbinding three books, one for herself and one each for her sisters, using handmade paper containing her mother’s ashes?
March 28th, 2008 at 10:45 pm Quote
Ashes?? Okay, that is SO wrong. What’s that called again, Gin? Inclusions? Yeah, I can just picture it now. Little faces floating on top of the paper, smiling, made of ashes of… Damn it, Peggy, now look what you made me think of!
March 28th, 2008 at 10:47 pm Quote
I guess I was posting at the same time as Gin, eh? Okay, I guess it could be worse. She could have asked for her mother’s ashes and horse dung if she really disliked her mother.
It’s Peg’s fault. Normally I’d never, ever think of such things. I am not the least bit warped. I am completely normal.
March 28th, 2008 at 10:57 pm Quote
Normal? Yeah, like I believe that! As for the woman’s request, I think it had something to do with getting in the last word. I had the idea she and her mother didn’t get along.
Way, WAY past my bedtime. Off and gone…..
March 28th, 2008 at 11:41 pm Quote
I feel for you. I don’t care about your jeans, to be honest, but oh, the horror of shopping. I went to Costco yesterday and picked up a pair of jeans while on my way over to my true mission (Diet Coke, seltzer, Tide). If they don’t fit, I’m more likely to send them to GIn than to return them, truth be told. But at least by buying them at Costco, I have an excuse for not having to try them on at the store.
March 28th, 2008 at 11:55 pm Quote
that was pretty cute, Gin, but I had more of a vision of bits of zipper zigzagged here and there and pieces of pocket worked in more patchwork looking.
Now, what did you reply to the woman who wanted to book her mother’s ashes?
March 29th, 2008 at 12:02 am Quote
Inclusions…I like the sound of that, Monkling. Just think, you could make a memory book with pictures and a dedication to your loved one and include them, too, and put that on your coffee table instead of an urn on the mantle.
March 29th, 2008 at 7:24 pm Quote
I have good news. I went on Kohl’s website & there were the exact jeans I just had to toss. I ordered 2. Now people will think I keep wearing the same pair of jeans & never wash them.