Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Monday, December 27, 2010
Friday, December 24, 2010
Dad's taken the girls for a swim. I think the little one is struggling with the anticipation a little. Some of us take it as excitement, I think she finds it a little overwhelming, all the build up. A little physical exhaustion should help to distract.
Merry Christmas to you all but particularly to Bec, who will receive my scraps in the new year! Thank you Bec - email me your address and I'll have them to you Jan!
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
So, I cleared out a lot of fabric and as a result have about a kilo of pieces ranging from fat quarters, little snippets to bigger pieces, perhaps half a metre. I won't lie and say that it's all imported, because it's not. Aside from a small piece of netting and some silky purple stuff, it's all cotton.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
I also have a small collection of santas I've bought at various times. This guy is my favourite. He's Norwegian, bought when we were in Oslo many years ago now, well at least 8 ago. The girls and Geoff both think he's a bit, well, ugly, whereas I find him utterly charming.
On the holidays I don't mind the mess of baking anywhere near as much. I also don't mind when we start baking at 4:30 in the afternoon. I love school holidays.
Monday, December 20, 2010
So, Kikki K, a trip to Officeworks for prints of some favourite snaps and bring on 2011.
Friday, December 17, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Wednesday, December 08, 2010
Sunday, December 05, 2010
Wednesday, December 01, 2010
Maybe I could incorporate it into a hanky top, or a panel in the front of a dress or skirt?
Monday, November 29, 2010
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
Poor babe, we just seem to get over one hurdle and another presents itself. Last week we had two nights in a row of extreme nightmares, shaking in her boots nightmares. Now, we a result, is an inability to be away from me, at any time. I can't move a foot left or right without my shadow literally hanging onto my pants. As I type this she's fallen asleep on my lap waiting for me to come and sit with her in the lounge. She's snoring quite loudly.
I need to remember to slow down with this babe. When there was only one child it was easy to lose a day to a temperature, a downhearted mood, but with two, school runs, working part time, I find that so much harder to do. I guess it's because all the other stuff (the washing, the cooking, the work), if I don't do it, then I find that gets me down. As middle aged as I know this sounds, a clean tidy house makes me feel clean and tidy too!
However, for now I'm going to carry this snoring child, sit in the lounge with her hopefully asleep at my side, spit the pips on the few remaining cherries and work quietly on these.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Monday, November 08, 2010
Sunday, November 07, 2010
Saturday, November 06, 2010
"What a wee little part of a person's life are his acts and his words! His real life is led in his head, and is known to none but himself. All day long, and every day, the mill of his brain is grinding and his thoughts, not those other things, are his history. His acts and his words are merely the visible thin crust of his world ... The mass of him is hidden - it and its volcanic fires that toss and boil and never rest, night or day. These are his life, and they are not written and cannot be written."
Friday, November 05, 2010
Wednesday, November 03, 2010
Etsy, why are you doing this to me? Is it really you? I know it's been a while, but have you really changed so much since I've been gone? We never used to argue, we got along just fine, but now, well I just don't understand you. You don't respond to my actions, I can't anticipate what you're going to do. I'm not trying to control you, I just want us to work together like we used to. Am I blaming you unfairly, is it really my crumby pc that's working against me? I just want to list my dolls, but my photoss are disappearing from me and twice as big as they used to be. I'm adrift, I don't know what to do. Thank god Pa's coming tomorrow, perhaps he can help!
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Ella was a pretty witch.
Leila was a baby.
The cupcakes were yummy and green!