I am not a seamstress.

But I have to make Hannah's Sacagawea costume for her school play, so we're going to do it the old-fashioned way: trial and error, lay her out on the fabric and draw around her body, and hand-stitch because I don't even own a sewing machine. Not even one of those cheap little hemmers, although I'm really tempted to race over to Bed Bath & Beyond and pick one of them up today.

At least I already have the fabric. *beam* One thing I did in advance.

The play is Thursday night at 6:30; cedricsmistress and carlythemeek are going to join us for the occasion. Then on Friday it's someone elses's vision of Prisoner of Azkaban day. I feel so left out. Lots of people have already seen it, but this is a Spoiler-Free Zone. Keep that in mind. The only reviews I've read were sff_corgi's ('cause she's my OTG) and Newsweek's, because it was sitting there on the counter.

I like how gracefully I flowed The Incredible Westward Movement (as performed by 3rd- and 4th-graders) into Prisoner of Azkaban.

It's almost hellcatjelybean's birthday... wonder what her alter-egos are going to do for her?

There was yet another cat outside my door this morning. All black. Took off like a bat out of hell when I came to the door to let the boys out, though. I love you, stray kitty, but stay away. Please. Hemingway was right: one cat leads to another.