Dry, itchy hands

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Yesterday I sewed one side of the waistband on, then arduously unpicked all
the temporary seams for the underlining and clipped all the folds from the
pleats, graded the now-accessible seam allowances, and started
slip-stitching on the other side. I listened to Record to keep me company.

We went to open studio and I made four small bowls with surprisingly little
fuss. I also inspected the bisque shelves, and found seven mugs and a
medium serving bowl of mine, and two small cups of P’s. Four of the mugs
met standards; the other three had handles too delicate for the job, and
went in the bin. P asked the studio tech about the crazing in the white
liner, and learned that S is working on developing some better glazes. I
will probably wait to glaze until she’s got results.

We went to Target afterwards and got bunny snacks, almond butter, and
cheese crackers; then to geagle for edamame, lentil pasta, and some dairy
for P so he can do masala chai and make coffee cake.

Late lunch, late dinner, crossword, snack, bed. Kept an eye on the snow all
evening; very pretty.