Still Working

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It is sad to say that I seem to get more done when I am not on the internet.  I just get sucked in to facebook and blogging. What am I working on?  Yes, I am still trying to get organized.  I can't seem to get the stuff I don't want out of my house. It just stays in bags.  Sigh.   I am thinking of a possibly cultural no-no. I thinking of selling my wedding dress. I have great pictures of it.  It is not the right color, ivory, for my daughters.  It will not fit them as they get bigger.  They both seem to headed for a height much more than mine. I don't wear it anymore.  How taboo is that? And do I care?  It just sits there.

I'm getting rid of my menus feature.  Originally, I put it there for my sisters.  However, I don't think it is helping anyone.  I thought I might change a menu to a list of acts of kindness I see in strangers.  That might be a positive note.

Comments

mindy said…
I really like your "Kind People" section---it's like a breath of fresh air!" And I don't see anything wrong with selling your wedding dress. I got rid of mine because I knew none of my daughters would ever want to wear it. Most of all I didn't want to end up feeling bitter or resentful because I'd kept it all that time and then none of wanted to wear it!
February 19, 2009 at 11:05 AM
L said…
Obviously you didn't wear your mother's dress so why not sell it and let your girls choose their own? Post a picture of it on your blog, I'd love to see.
February 19, 2009 at 11:53 AM
Anonymous said…
Hey Kate- Love the kind people addition. Wish I was close to an Ikea! Instead of posting menus, how about a great easy recipe now and again? I could use some new ideas. As for the wedding dress dilemma, I think it is fine to sell it. Some other bride will be thrilled to wear your dress. It is beautiful! I am keeping mine for the only reason of dress up for my kids. I am sure I could only sell it for like 20 bucks, it was no where near as wonderful as yours even new. I am thinking it will make a fab Bride of Frankenstein someday for one of my kids.
February 19, 2009 at 1:33 PM
Katydid said…
So, tempted to get the glamor shots in my old dress! Ha!
February 20, 2009 at 6:40 PM
Erin said…
I have heard of dying or changing hems on dresses to make them wearable for something else.
February 21, 2009 at 7:48 AM
ruth said…
my mother just cut up her dress and made barbie dresses out of it for the grandgirls. I really liked that. soemthing useful. if i were into all that and hadn't rented my dress I would make maybe a little quilt square or doll dress. but yours sounds amazing, I'd sell it. Random story: in college all us roommates visited a friend and we all tried on her mother's wedding dress. it was wild because none of us fit into it and her mom was a rather large lady. weird to think she used to be that small.
February 22, 2009 at 7:56 PM
Scott-n-Allison said…
My girlfriend cut her wedding dress to make a baptism dress for her daughter. She said it turned out great, and they both got to wear it for a special occasion. Mine has sat in a box for almost 13years, and yet I can't give it up...and it takes up WAY too much closet space!
February 22, 2009 at 9:40 PM
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