At one point on Saturday, I realized that while Quinn was napping on the bed, Nola was nowhere to be found.
Now, our apartment isn’t exactly huge, and there were really only a few places she could be, most of which are out in the open. I finally found her curled up inside the bottom of Alex’s suitcase, which was sitting straight up in the closet with various large items pressed up against either side of it. Because the suitcase was stacked in such tight quarters, there really wasn’t any wiggle room. The opening that she crawled through to get in there was tiny, and Nola is…well….really, really round. Chubby. Plump. Rotund. You get the idea. I still have no clue how she managed to squeeze her fat tummy through that tiny opening.
I feel like all I’ve been making are bibs and aprons lately, and I continued that trend on Saturday. First, a chenille-backed bib to finish K’s custom order.
Second, a reversible Gertrude apron for J’s order.
I love that icy blue-gray fabric, which I set off with black rather than my usual red and white polka dots. Look at me, branching out!
The back is a fabric that I thought would be a nice warm contrast to the cooler tone of the front.
I promise my next post will be about something other than bibs and aprons. Maybe — if you’re lucky — I’ll even post a picture of Nola defying nature by squeezing herself through a half-inch wide opening.