sew weekly sunday: still a pill

Last week, while relaxing and sipping some of Ruggy's sweet tea, I mentioned that I needed a pillowcase for this week's sew weekly challenge.  Ruggy was out with his friends, so his mom & I were wheel-less for the evening.

Or so it would seem.

Mother Ruggy's eyes lit up, as this situation had only one solution: we'd have to take the four wheeler down to the evil empire megastore located at the base of our pretty mountain top. We love to take the four wheeler down to the Evil Empire. It makes shopping there an adventure, a covert operation, somehow, more glamorous. And as we only have to ride on 20 feet of actual road, it's really not illegal.

Or so it would seem.

Onto the ATV we hopped, and as we circled the shopping goliath, Mother Ruggy spotted new parking spaces designed especially for motor cycles. How convenient! Our four wheeler fit perfectly, we climbed off, and tromped in. $13.94 later, I had everything I needed for my challenge. Also, a gallon of bubble solution. You know, for blowing bubbles.

As we rounded the corner, gaily discussing what we'd imbibe that evening, we discovered a police cruiser parked directly behind our glorious machine. Blocking it in, actually. Complete with cop on walkie-talkie standing next to the not-a-motorcycle, speaking with several Evil Empire employees.

Mother Ruggy: turnaround turnaround walk the other way

oona: okay whatshouldwedo whatshouldwedo

Mother Ruggy: act like we can't remember where we parkedthecar yes hmmmm I think we parked it over here?

oona: mmm, no, no, I believe it's over there...

(Mother Ruggy throws a not so subtle glance over her shoulder)

Mother Ruggy: he's still watching!

(oona and Mother Ruggy wander around the parking lot, making no less than five changes in direction in an attempt to stupefy the officer. Finally, they head back towards the Evil Empire for shelter. The cop catches on, catches up, and calls out behind them.)

Copper:  Ma'am.

(The women have completely lost their sense of hearing.)

Copper:  Ma'am.  MA'AM.

(Sure that they are going to jail, oona quietly braces herself. Mother Ruggy spins around to face the cop.)

Mother Ruggy:  WHAT. WHAT IS THE DEAL. DON'T YOU HAVE MORE IMPORTANT THINGS TO BE DOING?!!!

(oona is speechless. If this was going to be the way it went down, she would have suggested proudly marching right up to the cop in the first place.)

Copper:  Well, ma'am, is that your four wheeler?

Mother Ruggy:  YES.  WHAT IS THE PROBLEM?! I'VE BEEN COMING DOWN HERE FOREVER.

Copper: I understand ma'am. But the Evil Empire does have the right to decide what vehicles are allowed on their property.

Mother Ruggy: Well, that is STUPID.

(oona stares. Mother ruggy is a badass. The extremely polite, chastised young officer jots down their names as he almost apologetically explains the letter of the law, and the women go on their merry way.)

Our names are surely on a list somewhere in Evil Empire's headquarters.

Oh yeah, and I made the pillowcase dress. Which, unlike Mena's stunning mod dress over at xojane, looks exactly like a pillowcase.

This is the ONLY pose this dress looks good in. Not a keeper. But SO worth the trip.