The Countdown

So, just over a week till I go to the Carribian. Things are getting organized, plans are being made in Regina for the takeover of my Dad's house by a noisy, busy toddler. I think that he and his wife are quite excited, but it's been a long time since either of them took care of a wee one, so I suspect that by time I get back they will both have a few more grey hairs, and big bags under their eyes.

As for me, preparations are going slowly. Moustapha has the only suitcase we own, which is most unfortunate. I have a duffle bag here, which I will fill up with Mary's stuff, but I have no where to pack my own stuff, so I suspect I will be asking around to borrow a suitcase from someone.

Hey! Purgatory is only 3 sleeps away! It looks like I will actually have a costume, thanks to I & V down the street, which is fabulous. Mary and I went over there today and I sewed like a crazy person for an hour, until Mary got so incredibly crabby that we had to leave. The bodice and sleves of my dress is finished, the skirt is coming together, and just needs to be attached now. After that, all that I need to do is to finish up the apron, and put in the zipper, oh, and hem it. But that's nothing, really! I also have to go to Zellers and find myself a pair of white tights, and stitch my veil to a headband. Hmm. I had better get my act together...