{"id":11462,"date":"2014-10-08T05:00:09","date_gmt":"2014-10-08T12:00:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/?p=11462"},"modified":"2014-10-08T06:14:56","modified_gmt":"2014-10-08T13:14:56","slug":"2014-fall-sewing-plans","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/?p=11462","title":{"rendered":"2014 Fall Sewing Plans"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/2014-fall-sewing-plans.jpg\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-11467\" alt=\"2014-fall-sewing-plans\" src=\"http:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/2014-fall-sewing-plans.jpg\" width=\"800\" height=\"788\" srcset=\"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/2014-fall-sewing-plans.jpg 800w, https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/2014-fall-sewing-plans-300x295.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s like clockwork. The frenetic start of the school year eases into a predictable routine, the air tingles with promises of cozy sweater weather, and then, M or K comes home with a cold and BAM, I&#8217;m laid flat on my back, sniffling and coughing up a lung. Due to my wimpy immune system, even the mildest cold tends to hit me hard.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m determined to <em>not<\/em> get sucked into the illness vortex this time (last year I was fighting one ailment after another from November to February), so I&#8217;ve been slowing things down dramatically. Yesterday, I did nothing. Okay, I dragged myself to Trader Joe&#8217;s and ran a couple of errands as I always do on Tuesdays, but otherwise, zilch. And yes, I drew that illustration, but that took less time than you would imagine. Alright, alright, I may have cut out a pattern that I thought I might be able to sew up for today, but I stopped myself from proceeding beyond tracing out the pieces when the world started spinning.<\/p>\n<p>My mom told me during her last visit in August that when I was a baby, I would work so hard on everything that she used to worry that I had some kind of compulsive disorder. Take walking, for example. At 9 months, I was so intent on walking, I would go at it full force, fall flat on my face, turn a lurid and frightening shade of crimson, get up with renewed vigor and do it over. Sometimes I would fall backwards and hit my head and knock myself out. And yet, I would continue relentlessly and without breaks.\u00a0It seems to explain a lot about my current spotty brain functionality. It also makes me wonder why my mom didn&#8217;t babyproof a little better if I was concussing myself on a regular basis.<\/p>\n<p>You&#8217;d think that I would have mastered walking quicker than most due to my persistence, but my mom said she couldn&#8217;t believe how long it took me to get the hang of it (months). When my younger brother came along and casually sauntered a few days after <em>his<\/em> ninth month without much of a stumble, my fanatical determination seemed doubly worrisome to my mom. The funny thing is, my brother and I have approached everything in much the same way our whole lives &#8212; effortlessly for him, unglamorously full of prolonged effort for me.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m not sure what made me think of that; wandering thoughts may be a symptom of this head cold. Anyway, I did have enough energy to start planning my fall sewing in a more structured way. Unlike last year&#8217;s <a title=\"Fall Sewing Plans\" href=\"http:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/?p=6929\" target=\"_blank\">out-of-control plan<\/a> that I didn&#8217;t even come close to executing, this year, I have only three sewing projects and one super easy knitting venture on the docket: A wool zip-up vest, a plaid shirt (a must for Fall, no?), a pair of skinny jeans and a (gasp) cashmere knitted scarf. I&#8217;m going for quality vs. quantity, folks. I know I poo-poo&#8217;d knitting before, but I think I can manage a big rectangle&#8230;at least I hope I can. I&#8217;ll be using this <a href=\"http:\/\/www.tuttlepublishing.com\/origami-crafts\/basic-black-paperback-with-flaps\" target=\"_blank\">book<\/a> for the vest, but I&#8217;m researching patterns for the others. I&#8217;ve gotten some good skinny jeans recs from the Monday post, and I&#8217;m digging deeper. I&#8217;ll update this post with pattern candidates later!<\/p>\n<p>For now, I&#8217;m off to brew up some Indian spice herbal tea with a touch of manuka honey and almond milk and will call it a day.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s like clockwork. The frenetic start of the school year eases into a predictable routine, the air tingles with promises of cozy sweater weather, and then, M or K comes home with a cold and BAM, I&#8217;m laid flat on my back, sniffling and coughing up a lung. Due to my wimpy immune system, even the mildest cold tends to hit me hard. I&#8217;m determined to not get sucked into the illness vortex this time (last year I was fighting one ailment after another from November to February), so I&#8217;ve been slowing things down dramatically. Yesterday, I did nothing. Okay, I dragged myself to Trader Joe&#8217;s and ran a couple of errands as I always do on Tuesdays, but otherwise, zilch. And yes, I drew that illustration, but that took less time than you would imagine. Alright, alright, I may have cut out a pattern that I thought I might be able to sew up for today, but I stopped myself from proceeding beyond tracing out the pieces when the world started spinning. My mom told me during her last visit in August that when I was a baby, I would work so hard on everything that she used to worry that I had some kind of compulsive disorder. Take walking, for example. At 9 months, I was so intent on walking, I would go at it full force, fall flat on my face, turn a lurid and frightening shade of crimson, get up with renewed vigor and do it over. Sometimes I would fall backwards and hit my head and knock myself out. And yet, I would continue relentlessly and without breaks.\u00a0It seems to explain a lot about my current spotty brain functionality. It also makes me wonder why my mom didn&#8217;t babyproof a little better if I was concussing myself on a regular basis. You&#8217;d think that I would have mastered walking quicker than most due to my persistence, but my mom said she couldn&#8217;t believe how long it took me to get the hang of it (months). When my younger brother came along and casually sauntered a few days after his ninth month without much of a stumble, my fanatical determination seemed doubly worrisome to my mom. The funny thing is, my brother and I have approached everything in much the same way our whole lives &#8212; effortlessly for him, unglamorously full of prolonged effort for me. I&#8217;m not sure what made me think of that; wandering thoughts may be a symptom of this head cold. Anyway, I did have enough energy to start planning my fall sewing in a more structured way. Unlike last year&#8217;s out-of-control plan that I didn&#8217;t even come close to executing, this year, I have only three sewing projects and one super easy knitting venture on the docket: A wool zip-up vest, a plaid shirt (a must for Fall, no?), a pair of skinny jeans and a (gasp) cashmere knitted scarf. I&#8217;m going for quality vs. quantity, folks. I know I poo-poo&#8217;d knitting before, but I think I can manage a big rectangle&#8230;at least I hope I can. I&#8217;ll be using this book for the vest, but I&#8217;m researching patterns for the others. I&#8217;ve gotten some good skinny jeans recs from the Monday post, and I&#8217;m digging deeper. I&#8217;ll update this post with pattern candidates later! For now, I&#8217;m off to brew up some Indian spice herbal tea with a touch of manuka honey and almond milk and will call it a day.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[6,12],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-11462","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-black-and-white","7":"category-illustration","8":"entry","9":"has-post-thumbnail"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11462","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=11462"}],"version-history":[{"count":16,"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11462\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11480,"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11462\/revisions\/11480"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=11462"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=11462"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=11462"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}