Started off the long weekend nicely, with the Captain bringing in barbecue for lunch for everybody. Unfortunately, admin decided that because everyone expects to be let out early the day before a holiday, they were going to teach us a lesson and keep us at work for the full day. -_- Petty bastards.
The long weekend was pretty nice. We didn't celebrate the 4th because what's to celebrate. I made chicken tikka masala for dinner, and we had a quiet day with rain on and off.
Saturday was also pretty quiet. Baby had a nice long nap just as M was getting up, so he and I lounged on the couch together for a while before I got up to heat up lunch and then take a shower. I had a burst of sewing mojo while in the shower, and wanted to simultaneously make a ballgown bodice for the ruffle monster, and Elizabethan shift, and OH! I could totally make
that embroidered cassock at the V&A! Of course, once I got out of the shower, the baby woke up and any ability to sew flew out the window.
M went to bed early, so I actually had some quiet time to myself, which is a rare luxury these days. I pulled out some costume books and started looking for a cassock pattern. I figure I can actually use the pattern I drafted out for the loose gown and just shorten it, but it was nice to see that the basic shapes for the extants is pretty much the same. Went to bed around midnight.
Woke up Sunday to a very nice storm. It rained hard for about two hours, and then was overcast and dreary the rest of the day, which is a novelty in July! Unfortunately, my mood deteriorated throughout the day until I was fairly depressed by early afternoon. It didn't help that the baby absolutely refused to nap, so I had no time to myself at all. M brought me a burger for dinner, which was very nice, and I shared my fries with the baby, who had her first taste of ketchup. She kept sucking the ketchup off the fry and then redipping it to get more ketchup, silly girl.
She went down early for bed, but woke up a couple of hours later after having a nightmare. We cuddled on the couch for a while and she had some cheese and milk, and then went back to bed.
Slept poorly and am dragging today, which I blame on my sleep schedule getting out of whack during the long weekend. Got up early enough this morning to iron a dress for work and make breakfast for the baby, but I feel dead and just want to rest. Don't foresee that happening, though.