Caftans

[moon_custafer]

OK, so I've recently remembered there's a Fabricland at Yonge & Bloor, conveniently located on my way home from work, and I've been experimenting with sewing simple gowns, etc, partly for my own amusement and partly to keep the MiL supplied with garments I can easily change her in and out of.

I've been hunting for pattern ideas by googling terms like "caftan" "mumu" etc.* and today while searching "Hostess Dress" I came across Flotsam, the blog of a snarky, likeable woman who's been struggling to conceive a kid for the last few years. Anyway in a recent post she mentions a future decision she and her husband will have to make about whether to pick the healthiest-look test-tube blastocyst of several and implant it, or whether to put a couple in, in hopes that at least one will make it to term - she's a bit leery of the latter because if both develop, twins would increase the risk of miscarriage, and she's not sure she could handle two babies at once; and her husband then added "they might develop their own creepy twin language." "Nice to see you've got your priorities straight," she replied.

So now, of course, I have to put it to theengineer - have you and David got a creepy twin language (besides American)? C'mon, stop running test simulations on that vital piece of equipment for a moment - inquiring minds want to know...

*which occasionally leads to some commercial sites whose ad copy stops just barely short of reading "Hey, plus-sized women - we make shapeless unflattering dresses in ugly colours." Designers are insane.

Comments

[theengineer.livejournal.com]

Well, when we were kids we had to see a speech therapist to clear up some pronunciation problems we where having. See, I could always understand Dave and vice versa, so we tended to reinforce each other's bad speech patterns.

As the therapist was New England Dutch, that's where I got the accent that seems to confuse everyone. Last week I was asked if I was from South Africa.

[moon-custafer.livejournal.com]

I always thought you sounded New York, but I guess that accent is descended from New England Dutch.

Did I ever tell you my highschool history teacher's great-uncle had accent-transfer-via-speech-therapist (according to my teacher, anyway)? - in his case it was due to larynx injuries at the Battle of the Somme, and by the time he could talk again he'd gone from Newfoundland to Scots.