One bright and sunny morning with laptop tuned into the Craftsy Class I began work on my Tinker Tote.
I don't normally need sewing supervision but Licky Lou obviously thought differently. Have to say she took her self appointed role of Quality Controller very seriously......
Quickly got the hang of the quilt as you go method of making the bag.
Second side is almost done now too.
It's easy as long as you're not the sort of gal who finds the concept of 'random' piecing somewhat akin to having your fingernails pulled with rusty pliers (or having a boil treated by your mother)
Since I mentioned my mother.....
she and her woolly stash (this is the tip of the iceberg... you can't move for the stuff) are making yet another take over bid for my little sewing room.
I tried to get her to tidy up......
she flapped her knitted pseudo elephant ears at me. When I tried to force the issue....
she threatened to yarn bomb me!! I'd have defied her but I know she's too good a shot. In case you're wondering she's back to knitting squares again. Not for the Dog's Home this time. This time her needles of fire are clicking furiously to help knit enough squares to make a story blanket for the Minister at Chris's Church. I have to keep reminding her they only want a blanket.... not a fitted carpet!
Now for my Stash Crisis. After years of randomly squirrelling fabric in tubs and boxes in nooks and crannies everywhere I have a burning desire to get rid of it!! Not all of it of (heaven forbid). But enough to substantially reduce the fabric mountain and maybe warrant buying a few of the trendy fabrics I love and don't have room for ;o) I need to make scrap quilts and I need to make them NOW!!
Now (before you mention it) I know need to finish all the ones I've got that are in various stages of construction too. We all have those... don't we? Makes me feel so much better knowing I'm not alone ;o)
So... wish me luck and watch this space.
There hasn't been a good day to get to grips with the Flame Gun yet. It's way too wet and 'steaming' weeds is not the object of the exercise. It was decided that Maintenance Man would be the one to burn off the weeds. However... Mac obviously wanted to be the first to use it (it's a man thing) so he sneaked out early one morning. I almost had a fit when I looked out of the landing window and saw him shooting flames across the drive. Puff the Magic Dragon had nothing on him! Good job there were only a few cows about to witness me flapping about in my dressing gown trying to stop him from melting the soles of his trainers and spot welding himself to the gravel. That strip is as far as he got before thinking better of it and beating a hasty retreat back to his workshop. Thank goodness.
It's official.... I have M.E.... and here was me thinking I was morphing into a sloth! Fortunately I now have some medication to help with some of the symptoms. Unfortunately my little brain is so worn out some days it just won't boot up. Deletes words when I'm in the middle of a sentence... makes me look like a real numpty (idiot) in conversation. Makes it hard to string a written sentence together too hence the lack of blog posts and comments this past few weeks. Heck... it's taken me so long to write this post my hair has grown an inch!
Never mind..... it's not going to get in the way of my plan to decimate my stash! Like I said... watch this space.
OK..... I'd better publish this post before my brain does something stupid like deletes it. Believe me it has happened!
Hope you are all beavering away creating beautiful things to brighten your world but if you happen to be making a mess of everything you touch right now... join the club!! :o))
See you soon.....