Facebook

So Around the same time that I created this blog, I also tried to create a HipScraps Facebook page, but failed miserably at it. I deleted it, then forced myself to forget about it, since you have to wait 14 days before deletion actually happens.

I waited far longer, and my next project - until I can actually start sewing again - will be to create a HipScraps Page so i can upload content and do an RSS feed of this blog onto it as well. I hope it works; I'm not really the most savvy person when it comes to things like this.

Which is really sad considering I am Technical Support Agent that uses computers all day for my 'real' job.

Anyway, I guess this is just a heads-up: keep your eyes out for a 'HipScraps Facebook Page!' notification blog soon. Not tonight though. Or tomorrow. I have stuff to do.

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Miss E came over today and we went over the design for her Gypsy Wraps once more, and fine tuned a couple of things, including devising a savings plan for the supplies. These are going to be very nice, I think, when all is said and done. One will be dotted with freshwater pearls and sage tassel trim, the other encrusted with tassel trim and a beaded rose ribbon, and both will have beautiful rose-shaped over-sized button closures and satin edging. I really can't wait to see them in action!

I'm also plotting a special surprise for another friend, but that will have to await a supplies run.

I also had this random idea for my wedding reception. If I lose the weight, and am a good enough belly dancer, I might do a short dance for my guy - a lot of wedding receptions nowadays involve a dance by the bridal party or even the whole wedding party...what if I replace the ridiculous garter toss ritual,  where the groom has to locate and claim the garter belt, with a sultry belly dance? I could do a costume up for myself, with a HipScrap that has a little 'something blue' in it. Heh, I dunno though. We shall see. We need to set a budget and a date for the whole shebang, or it will never happen. I have a savings account with a credit union that I have never used; I ought to start feeding it money and make it the wedding fund.

Bed. I need to be in it. G'night.