A week ago, we were bundled and clad in Gore-Tex for the Driggs Sunday concert.


We found plenty of things to smile about.

But there was no green sheen yet.

POOF!
Watch the adventures of Erica and Jay as we attempt to build our first house in Driggs, Idaho.







































Insert screeching tire sound here. I had a few things working against me on this one. Including myself.
I got bailed out by a local quilt shop. The first time I went to High Country Quilting it was in a dark, weird store space with only cotton fabrics and ugly ones at that. I wrote off this store and it’s multiple moves in the last few years. On a Saturday bike ride, I couldn't resist a ‘Fabric Yard Sale’ in front of the store. I dug through moose print flannel and drab holiday prints, then stepped inside.
Armed with my tape, sketch book, swatches and a calculator, I waded through the rooms of bolts. It was still quilting cottons (I do love me an occasional jewel tone dupioni silk and wide wale corduroy), but there was beautiful modern fabrics and delicious colors meticulously folded and tucked.
Mrs. High Country Quilting showed me a loud, aisan-y print that made me cringe at first, but it matched every single stripe in my roman shade and the remaining fabric for the duvet.
My Sherpa returned to haul fabric and I promptly sat down to measure and cut. It was a bit unwieldy to sew such a large amount of fabric (new appreciation for people who sew wedding dresses!) and the button closure required more math than I prefer (mowing the lawn requires more math than I prefer!) and I am happy to say it was worth it. The duvet is totally unique and great anchor of color in the bedroom.
Enter bedskirt. I had to get creative, but I had enough yardage to make it around the boxspring, however, I forgot I had to attach it under the mattress somehow. On a random trip to the amazing Jackson Browse and Buy thrift store, I found an unmatching queen bedskirt in perfect condition. Once I took the skirt off, it was a perfect liner size- no cutting or altering. I was relieved not to have to shell out for 5 more yards of liner fabric.
Once all the fabric was cut, I blasted out the seaming and corners in the course of a Patriot’s game.
It's the perfect Sunday project!
So I started with a Roman Shade. I was inspired (time number eight thousand three hundred and forty four) by my dear college roommate who whipped out a set for her dining room. I don’t remember her being much of a sewer at the time and I was really impressed. I also remember her saying they weren’t that difficult and I stuck a mental Post-it on my mental project board.
Fast forward 5 years when I finally have my own house where I can put up any window décor I want and keep it there. For as long as I want. Dust off Post-it note.
I called Amy for some tips, “Oh Eunie, really? Be careful of those dowels. Measure, like, 100 times. Did I mention the dowels? Wow. Good luck.” Dowels?
Enter Fabric Store. I begged Maz to go to a super mega fabric store on a summer trip to
It wasn’t quick, but I found a delicious set of fabrics that would take Copacabana closer to the mountains. Proceed to cutting table.
Fabric store employee: "Oops! Sorry, there’s not enough here? Do you want to pick something else?"
My silent eyeroll said "Are you joking!?! I’ve been here 2 hours digging through your entire inventory! No I don’t want something else!” But my mouth said:
“No thanks- I’ll make it work.”
Fabric Store Employee: “Oh geez! This one’s short too. I’ll charge you remnant price. You can come back next week when we get more- it’s very popular!”
My silent eyeroll said “I drove 4 ½ hours to this fabric store. I am not coming back next week for fractional yardage!” But my mouth said:
“Great! I’ll see what I can do with what’s there.”
I hired a Sherpa to help me carry all the fabric, thread, drape rings, insulating liner and cording to the car. (By the way, Maz was a complete saint at the fabric store and even helped me find notions and special fabrics. He survives to visit another fabric store- yes!)
I sat down with measuring tape, chalk, ruler, notes, diagram, cutting mat, rotary cutter and patience. As much as I wanted a one-day challenge, I knew this roman shade project might try to get the best of me.


There was a little brain damage trying to make up the extra yardage, to dowel or not to dowel and matching up the stripes, but overall, each step went smoothly. Maz was a big help during the hanging and stringing step, thanks to all his big fancy engineering cred.
Roman Shade!