This week, Katie brought her Competition band uniform home. She tried it on for me, so I could see how much I had to take up the hem on the pants. The first question out of my mouth was, “Are you going to attend Star Fleet Academy?” Here is what it looks like:

Katie's Competition uniform
It looks so close to the uniforms from Next Generation. In the words of my dear SIL, “Oh. My. Spock.” There were Star Trek references used all evening. Phrases like, “Make it so, Number One”. And here is another version of this photo, courtesy of my niece:

The latest Star Fleet grad
My niece is great with photo shop. lol. I haven’t got to see the “Friday Night” marching uniform, which she says looks much better. But, besides that, I have been knitting when I have time and motivation. Here is proof:

St. Brigid - in progress
Besides the knitting, I have been doing some hand sewing. I have been adding glass beads to the Medieval corsage I made last summer:

Medieval corsage
I have been beading it in patterns, so I don’t get bored with it. And I have been planning new costume projects. The next thing I may work on is a Regency Ball gown made from lavender broad cloth with an over lay of ivory lace:

Fabric for Regency Ball gown
Yesterday morning, I had a bad scare. Before we go to bed, we put Jaxx to bed in the laundry room, that’s his room. When I go up yesterday morning, this is what I found:

Total destruction!
The night before, he wasn’t put to bed. Being the puppy that he still is, he tore up a half a basket of sock yarn. What I didn’t know was that there was a small bag of buckeyes half way down in the basket, real ones, not candy.Yes, I was angry with him about the yarn, and scolded him for it. What I didn’t see until I put on my glasses, was the buckeyes that he chewed up and may have ate. I didn’t know what to do. I know they are toxic to dogs, and I don’t have any money to take him to the animal hospital. The only thing I could do was watch him for signs of a reaction. I was so upset that I cried all the way to work, off and on during the morning, and all the way back to the house at lunch to check on him. Thank the Heavens that it didn’t affect him in any way. He’s a lucky boy! It even made me forget about what he did to my yarn, since I’ll be able to eventually untangle it all and re-ball it. So, in parting, here’s a pic of my lucky dog that we affectionately call “Witless the Wonder Mutt.”

Jaxx, aka Mr. Lucky or Witless the Wonder Mutt
Well, that’s it for tonight. Happy Knitting & Sewing!