Monthly Archives: November 2013

Doughnut Hole Does Domesticity: Thanksgiving Edition


First of all, to clear up any confusion, Doughnut Hole is the name of the house I live in with my four roommates.

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When I first came to college I thought it was strange for a house to have a name, but, for whatever reason, a good number of houses around Kirksville have names associated with them, especially if Greek people are the renters. Donut Hole comes from the hilarious and clever nickname Alpha Grab a Donut. Personally, I’m partial to All Groceries Demolished, but who am I to question tradition? These are all of my roommates before our Fall date party, which I posted about here.

And tonight we decided to celebrate Thanksgiving before we all went home for break.  We went all out, and I’ve decided to let the pictures do the talking.

But first we had to say Grace the Alpha Gam way.  Its a little blurry, but, let’s be honest, our beautiful voices are what’s really speaking to your souls.

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It’s rare that all of us are in one place for a given meal, especially during this time of the semester when everyone is bogged down with group projects, presentations, papers, and finals are looming over our heads.  When we finally nailed down a day and began making the grocery list, I was so excited to have something to look forward to in a hectic week.

This meal was the perfect excuse to break out one of my most favorite things I’ve ever made: the hot guy apron

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1.) Modeling aprons is awkward 2.) A few personal favorites close up…

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The fabric is from an Alexander Henry line and a similar apron pattern can be found here.  Aprons are a great gateway from sewing simple things like pillows to clothes.  You get experience working with patterns and stitches that accomplish more than a straight line.

Working together to make the meal and seeing everyone around the table with all of our homework tucked away for the time being was a nice reminder that these girls are my second family and this is my home away from home.  The time I’ve spent with my chosen few over the past 2.5 years has been invaluable and has shaped me in ways I’m sure I don’t even realize.  I owe my best times to them and have counted on them during my worst.  I don’t know where I’ll be in ten years, or five years, or even one year, but I know I’ll always have them, and that’s what I’m thankful for today.

What are you thankful for this season?

Peace and Progress,



$7 Formal Dress For the Win


Whatever bug was going around campus finally caught up with me this past week.  My nose was runny, my throat was scratchy, my eyes were heavy.  Making it to class and getting at least some of my homework done was about all I could handle.  I even decided to go home over the weekend because 1.) I finally had a whole weekend off from work and 2.) I felt pretty confident I could convince my mom to make some of her delicious soup.


This soup is magical, I tell you. It’s the perfect combination of herb and spice. I’ve begged my mom to send me directions so I can make it at school, but she insists its something you just have to make by taste. Also, I call this my mom’s lunch lady pot for obvious reasons. Soup for days.

Normally when I go home I get a good amount of sewing in, but not this time.  I mostly hung around the house, ran errands with friends, started Dawson’s Creek on Netflix (one of my best friends compared me to Pacey, so I had to see what that was about…I’m still unsure), and nursed my cold.  I got back to Kirksville feeling so, so much better.

My to-do list was incredibly long, though, and my amount of free time incredibly low.  I worked butt off so by Friday I could enjoy Formal.

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Jackson Stables, the local winery, was so pretty and the perfect venue!  This formal was the last event I was in charge of as social coordinator, and I couldn’t have asked for it to be any more successful.  Part of me can’t even believe it’s Formal season already.  This semester is going to be over before I know it, and that’s relieving and terrifying all at the same time.

Peace and Progress,


Wearing a Bed Sheet


This past week has been cra-zy.  Between school, work, and my sorority’s Initiation week, I barely had time to breath.  But, alas, I finally have a moment to reflect and am realizing that I was actually quite crafty.

1. The thing I’m most in awe of that came out of this week is the dress I made for my smart, beautiful, perfect Little.


A “Little” is someone who is generally younger than you that you take on to guide through life in a sorority. Emily and I couldn’t be more perfect for each other

The dress she’s wearing is made out of…get ready for it–A BED SHEET.  Could have fooled you, right?  Emily came to me in need of something to wear for one of our ceremonies and had this t-shirt style dress in mind.  We took a trip to Walmart’s pathetic excuse of a craft section and perused the even more pathetic selection of fabric only to find no knits, which is what this dress needed to be made of.  I expected this would be the case, so I threw out the option of looking at the only knits I knew would be in the store– the ones in the bed sheet aisle.  Emily picked the solid full size set and we set off home to make it.

 In total, this dress took about 4 hours to cut out and sew.  I used this tutorial from Cotton and Curls with some slight variation.  I didn’t cut the sleeves attached to the body of the dress like in the tutorial.  I cut out two separate sleeves and sewed them to the body using a gather.  I’m not going to lie, I was pretty nervous doing the sleeves with no pattern.  I used a shirt emily had to draft the sleeves and a combination of a t-shirt and dress she wanted to replicate the fit of.  Overall, I was pleasantly surprised with the end result, and so was Emily.  I’m almost positive she wore that dress three days in a row without washing it.

2. The second thing that I am pretty proud of is this water bottle.  Initiation week is full of gift giving.  Emily got one and so did the newest addition to our family.  Sadly, I don’t have a picture of theirs.


I was going for an American theme. Eventually it will have white stars painted around the banner, but I’m digging the way it looks right now too.

If someone ever judges you for spending $20 on a bag of flat-backed gem stones, please direct them to this New Girl quote from my namesake and fictional kindred spirit, Jessica Day…


Then, take a look at the tutorial I used to transfer the photo that you see on the bottle from paper to the plastic.  I found it floating around the Internet when I Google searched “being fratty”.  Am I exactly proud?  No.  Too ashamed to admit it?  Hell no.  The rest of the bottle I painted with acrylic craft paint (tip: let each coat dry completely, otherwise you’re just moving wet paint around), then I covered the whole thing with a layer of Mod Podge to act as a sealer in case I spilled any SoCo water on the outside.

3. The last project I tackled this week will be an on-going one as I have a handful of friends turning 21 this month.  It’s tradition in these parts of town to make your friends turning the big 2-1 a shot book.  One page is equivalent to one shot and 21 friends are responsible for one page a piece.  They’re silly, they’re fun, they’re a good way for the birthday girl to remember piece together her night.


Good luck and God speed to all my friends turning 21 this month!

Fun fact:  I’m currently working on a final project for my Folklore class that entails researching birthday practices within folk groups, focusing on the celebration practices of the 21st birthday.  It doesn’t get much more Liberal Arts than that.  Does going to Tp’s count as field research? Ok, but really?

My week in review:

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Because Halloween isn’t complete without at least one cliche Catholic school girl costume…..oh wait, that was my ensemble, Initiation Week wouldn’t be Initiation Week if I didn’t break out my squirrel sweater at least once, Ally and I can’t pass up a photo-op doing our signature pose, Mal likes dollar margs at LaPa a little too much, and I’m not bitter about not getting senior pictures taken.  Wait, yes I am.

Peace and Progress,