Wednesday, November 16, 2011

I think I will have Pink

This is my boy. My second to the youngest boy (by 2 minutes). He has been on the go since the day he was born. When they were little I (lovingly) called them my, Seek and Destroy Boys, they were that busy. Walking by 9 months- much to my chagrin. As the third and fourth babies I knew better than to want walking to come too quickly. But walk they did, then run, crash and do it all again.

In 11 years we had a lot of accidents, a lot of doctor visits, cuts, bruises, concussions, eye trauma, pulled ligaments, glued heads but no breaks (except for my oldest son who broke his elbow... twice). Then the phone call while I was subbing in 2nd grade, the drive to school, the doctor, the specialist, the surgery, the splint and now the cast. Pink cast. Hot pink cast.
Posted by PicasaI took several pictures and this is the face that showed itself the most.....The Tough guy. And he is. Amazing and brave and kind and grateful and funny and gracious. All the words the staff at the hospital used to describe him. The doctor told his operating staff to take care with him, "he is funny enough to be the next Coen Brother." I have come to call him my, whirling dervish. He tells me, " this should get him a few phone numbers, anyway."

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

A Few of my Favorite Things

Bet you didn't know I had a few favorite things. That is because I have never blogged of them before and because they are not things but people. Or maybe I have and I don't remember- that is possible. Well here it goes so hang on.

This girl, I can say that here because she is my only relation who reads this and because, well, look at her. She does stuff like this-fun stuff-draw mustaches on our finger kinda fun-not to mention she ooozes talent and creativity, as a bonus she loves to eat and .......sometimes keeps me up all night- I mean all night. Yup that is a true story and that is all I will say on that.  

And this girl- another niece- love doing craft shows with her, not just the show, because that was a bust, but the day was full of giggles and chat. She self- taught herself to crochet and within a month was a crocheting mad women.

This was our table all set up with our wares. Hers and Mine, Mine and Hers. Notice the really cute pumpkin hat at the right- all her.

This little bunch was mine. In the blue basket are I Spy Bags- Owl, elephant, flower and birds, on the table were the pumpkin and leaf coasters and framed bulletin boards covered in nummy fabrics, I also had covered night lights and the trick-or-treat bags.

These are some of the trick-or-treat bags, I thought they were a great idea- reusable-cute-lined-washable- but alas no takers.

Maybe I will stick them in my barren Etsy shop- I gotta go now and eat this.....

Apple pizza- sorry Tricia- one more thing we never got to....

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Friday, September 30, 2011

Fridays are for Show and Tell

First I will show you my owls (the before is in the previous post)... Rupert, Roberta and the twins, and Ralph in their new duds all ready for fall. I do think they look smart. (yup I said smart)

I also mentioned, previously, that I was doing a craft show.....

Fall coasters make me happy, I created these but when they were done (sans their frilly necks) I was a bit scowly about their look. It so happened that a wad of excess thread happily descended upon their stems and I was all giddy about their new look and quickly sewed new tresses on all of their throats!

What do you think?

And then I created some simple leaf coasters but feel they look plain Jane in comparison.

Speaking of coasters..... these are in progress but whoa, I love how they are looking.
I may have gotten coasted carried away with these! I will share the other treats that are up my sleeve next week.


September Reveiw

Over a month...REALLY????
The month of September has flown by on wings. Thank you for your encouraging comments on my last post,  it is amazing what a little support does for a girl. As for my tests.....I passed my middle school concentration with flying colors....Argh but did not pass the math, I did better then last time by 15 points but not enough. I did hear that they are lowering the required score in October, we will see. As for September....

Retro after school snacks for the boys

Seed collection for next year

The above are these giant marigolds, I have not always been a fan of marigolds but have come to appreciate both their resilience and ability to ward off predators of the garden, not to mention their deep and varying color (I have a lot of these seeds if anyone would like some shoot me an e-mail)

A little thrifting for fall- I will post the after later

Lilli playing college ball in her sophomore year= road trip for me

Ginormous tomato that dwarfs the toast of my all time favorite sandwich.... that tomato was divine... I had two of the yum.
I have, YEAH, subbed quite a bit this month and between that have been working on items for an October craft show. My first since the 90's yikes. perhaps I will even be so smart to photograph my creations before the sale. Perhaps.
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Friday, August 26, 2011

A little about me....

Sweet Sweet Pea 
Some things I do not discuss much here, not just because I am a sporadic poster, although that is a lot of the reason, but sometimes it is all I can do to chronicle the things I am making, that is really, what this blog is about. Occasionally, I think that this blog will become some sort of record of my free time, which is not much if you go by how much I post.

Today for the that reason, for the sake of our friend posperity, I am going on record saying that in May I graduated from college. And It was hard. It was hard in the fact that at age 34 I decided that I had had enough of the cloud of regret that has hung over me for over a decade. I needed to go to college. I needed to finish. It was hard in the fact that the other reason I knew I needed to go was to relieve some of the financial strain that we always have, my husband did not go to college either. Our job selection in this case is minimal. At least it is for us. It was hard in the fact that I had four children at home and my youngest(s) were beginning Kindergarten. And it was hard in the fact that I had to still work full time.

I miss it. I graduated. I loved class and the people I went with. In all the things that were hard lie all the things that are great. I am a college graduate. I have a Bachelors degree in Elementary Education with a concentration in Middle School Language Arts. I know what it is like to struggle through school, to fight and to finish. I learned I love middle schoolers as much as first graders and every age in between. My children get it.

Today I am taking my 4th of the 6 tests that I need to become a licensed teacher in the state of Minnesota. I am 40 years old. College took me 6 years and I hate tests. I know what it is like to test poorly but get good grades. I will admit it; I know what it is like to fail. I failed my math test-it is required- I have to pass. I find linear equations very challenging and geometry is a bit above my knowledge base 20+ years out of high school. My education program prepared me to teach, to learn, to care, to be humble, to understand, to analyze, to share my passion but not how to solve quadratic equations. I need to know these.

However, the test today is not about integers, exponents and slope (that is next week). The test today is on Middle School Content, I should have studied all day. I did not. I finished a quilt top. I have studied math for two solid weeks and just felt I needed to relax and refresh. The tests for licensure are new this year. We are some of the first ones taking them while I am not 100% confident, not even close; I am okay to take it twice. I took a pedagogy test in July and did fine so I suppose I am still floating on that hoping that what I know is enough.

So if you happen to read this, if you actually got this far, thank you and think of me and send me good thoughts. There are still many days when I question what I am doing, why I put myself and my family through this and if I will ever be able to get through these tests to do the one thing that I am truly passionate about, the one thing that I know I am good at, will I ever be able- to teach.

***DISCLAIMER since I have admitted that my education and my strong desire to teach please do not judge my grammatical errors- to me writing from the heart allows a person grammatical imperfections.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Path of Least Resistance

Can you see what is wrong with this picture? Okay not the picture but what is being sewn? Look at the seams...

Yup, that is not right sides together. I had over half of this LONG section sewn when I realized what I had done. I slowly and begrudgingly picked up my trusty seam ripper when I thought- wait- I have not attached where I joined the long blue strip. Why not just rip out 2.5 inches instead of 50 inches. YES YES.

So I did and turned the seam around (this can only work when your fabric is a solid like this Kona Cotton or a homespun) and sewed it the other way.

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Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Rare Occurance

I buy large spools of thread and it seems that when it actually runs out there should be some celebration. Look at me I emptied the spool. Perhaps there should be a pile of finished products to show for them, yet all I seem to have is an empty spool. Hmmm

This month my eldest turned 19 (wow) and the next day headed back to college. We spent the day shopping with my mother getting her 'school supplies'. The latter changes drastically from the crayons and markers of days gone by. Our list included things like a large rug, a lamp, shoe rack and a mattress cover (to name a few of the necessities for being a roommate in a house as a sophomore). I don't think we bought one pencil???

Aside from the shopping I wanted her to have a gift to open so I made her the framed fabric covered cork board, matching push pins, a nightlight and the slipps to keep her feet warm when she is up late studying.

I did not have a gift bag in the house so I whipped up this one. For a bit of whimsy I used zippers for the handles. I love these zippers- they are all metal. I have a bunch of them in a myriad of colors. I am thinking of opening a shop and will put some of these buties for sale.

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Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Welcome Home

It has been a month, a whole long month since I sent my beloved laptop to the spa,  a lovely little journey all the way to Texas to see a specialist to repair some of its ailments. He is back and all shiny and refreshed and ready to work again. It had been ailing since spring and on a gradual decline in health.
 Welcome Home.
In the mean time I filled my camera card and had no where to go with them. So today, after I nearly hugged and kissed the UPS driver who delivered my laptop back to me safely, I uploaded all a gazillion or so photos back onto this little baby and subsequently got busy deleting editing said gazillion pictures.

I did a few things this summer.

Sometime in June my amazing niece took my boys on the vacation of their lifetime, leaving me home to fend for myself. It is a weird thing when the house empties of the children who reside there. A quiet enters every room and you find yourself a bit lost. That lasted a nano-second. I in turn took apart their rooms and organized and cleaned like crazy.


The first room I did belongs to my eldest son, my reader, my peacemaker and my conflict flee-r. This little shelf has had many roles and for the last few years sat solemnly in his bedroom holding miscellaneous junk. I gave it a new covering with pages of a book that had lost its own cover and was headed for the bin. I also printed a few things off to add additional interest such as the Dracula book cover and pages from my all time favorite book, Runny Babbit.

A little modge podge and a little paint and we have a transformed shelf that now sits beside another project for his room:

Found this desk at a garage sale for about $3, the maps were from
National Geographic   mags, all it took was a little modge podge and new wood knobs painted white.

His walls were white and not having time or money for new paint I used tape to measure off squares and rectangles in various places. I had blue, brown and chalkboard paint that I used to paint random squares.

The chalkboard squares have become a really popular doodle spot where he can doodle on his wall without repercussions. I also painted with chalkboard paint a strip of wall just inside his door where he can doodle to his hearts content.

Then I needed some art.
He had the above mirror he bought at a garage sale for a quarter (love this kid) and I sprayed it in celery along with the frame, also a quarter. Since he is such a reader his art is all about that. The pictures I printed off and framed.

The frames, again, are from the thrift, and the top one sports more of the book I used for the shelf. The quote is by Cicero, "A room without books is like a body without a soul."

He was very happy and surprisingly his room stays a lot cleaner. Bonus.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Caution....Airing dirty laundry....

Or should the title read: Confessions from a Clogged Sewer...When Craft meets ADD...Starting is the antithesis of Completing. Okay enough you get the idea.

This is a good sign, is it not? Of some progress, somewhere. My spool is almost empty, there must be completed projects out there.

After writing this post, and reading this one, I started to clean out my sewing space. It tends to attract clutter of all types- it is very non-discriminate. It took me a whole day and part of another to get it to a workable place. It still needs work. True.

One thing I managed to do was round up a myriad of unfinished projects. YIKES. The above pile sports a quilt that needs a binding, a collection of Aunt Grace's fabric that I was going to make a bag with and now the urge is gone. In the first bucket is fabric that I started collecting 8 years sometime ago for a quilt for our bed. The bottom one is also the fabric for another quilt. Sheesh and that is just the first pile.

This (above) was a quilt for a baby (now 5) but I wasn't crazy about it and here it sits.

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And this pile...oh my... On the tippy top is this quilt and happily the backing came to my doorstep yesterday. Then there is another fall quilt top, 2 more quilts- started but stopped. What is my deal? Under those are some fix-it type things, a table runner, and a few odds and ends. Feeling embarrassed.

The package containing my backing.. hopefully...

I won't even talk about the ideas in my head or mention the things I want to make from the above collection. No. I. Won't. Start.

I think I will just go have one of these... Recipe on post down below...They are delish and I feel tired now.


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