{"id":7390,"date":"2013-11-18T05:00:31","date_gmt":"2013-11-18T13:00:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/?p=7390"},"modified":"2013-11-17T14:37:30","modified_gmt":"2013-11-17T22:37:30","slug":"monday-outfit-not","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/?p=7390","title":{"rendered":"Monday Outfit: Didn’t happen"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Oh…I have been felled. Hacked down by fever and chills and all sorts of maladies. It’s been ominously building as I’ve felt sluggish for weeks, but this weekend, I succumbed. On Friday night, I went to bed at 7:30pm, and clocked in a productivity level of zero all weekend. There was no sewing. No baking. Or eating, really. No usual prep work that I do on Saturdays and Sundays. I missed a girl’s night out that I was greatly looking forward to, and I had other grand plans. Bupkus.<\/p>\n

K and M have been hovering over me like worried mother hens, and I have been staring at them balefully from my bed, croaking, “water…” But I am a creature of habit and felt compelled to write, and the distraction of trying to string together coherent words is a soothing balm. And speaking of soothing balms, this photo has nothing to do with anything, but baby pictures of K always cheer me up, so I’m popping one up here. I would love to sleep as soundly as K is doing in that image. Circa 2008. That slightly sinister looking doll is from M’s babyhood, circa 1974.<\/p>\n

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And I would feel remiss without including something handmade for Monday, so here’s another photo from around the same time. One of the first pairs of pants I ever made for K (in linen-blend of course) and my all-time favorite top made by my mom. Who is coming in less than a week, thank goodness.<\/p>\n

I’ve discovered another benefit of having a blog. Apparently, I get really sick every year around this time, because I noticed this post<\/a>. Good to know. Maybe I can take some preemptive measures next year…<\/p>\n

Meanwhile, I’m drinking water and tea by the gallon-full and laying low. Postings may be sporadic this week, but I’ve been known to bounce back miraculously so I’m holding onto that thought.<\/p>\n

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Oh…I have been felled. Hacked down by fever and chills and all sorts of maladies. It’s been ominously building as I’ve felt sluggish for weeks, but this weekend, I succumbed. On Friday night, I went to bed at 7:30pm, and clocked in a productivity level of zero all weekend. There was no sewing. No baking. Or eating, really. No usual prep work that I do on Saturdays and Sundays. I missed a girl’s night out that I was greatly looking forward to, and I had other grand plans. Bupkus. K and M have been hovering over me like worried mother hens, and I have been staring at them balefully from my bed, croaking, “water…” But I am a creature of habit and felt compelled to write, and the distraction of trying to string together coherent words is a soothing balm. And speaking of soothing balms, this photo has nothing to do with anything, but baby pictures of K always cheer me up, so I’m popping one up here. I would love to sleep as soundly as K is doing in that image. Circa 2008. That slightly sinister looking doll is from M’s babyhood, circa 1974. And I would feel remiss without including something handmade for Monday, so here’s another photo from around the same time. One of the first pairs of pants I ever made for K (in linen-blend of course) and my all-time favorite top made by my mom. Who is coming in less than a week, thank goodness. I’ve discovered another benefit of having a blog. Apparently, I get really sick every year around this time, because I noticed this post. Good to know. Maybe I can take some preemptive measures next year… Meanwhile, I’m drinking water and tea by the gallon-full and laying low. Postings may be sporadic this week, but I’ve been known to bounce back miraculously so I’m holding onto that thought.    <\/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":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-7390","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-life","7":"entry","8":"has-post-thumbnail"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7390","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=7390"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7390\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7401,"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7390\/revisions\/7401"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7390"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7390"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sanaeishida.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7390"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}