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Archive for April, 2010

If Memory Serves Me Correctly….

…there are 276 rectangles in this flimsy.  It is the finished top for The Missus’ green lap quilt.  She asked for it to be big enough for us both to snuggle under and is rapt in the top…..so am I!  There are over 40 different green fabrics.  Now the only green fabrics I have in my stash are the left over 3 in x 6 in bricks. These will probably absorbed into the foundation pieced, double bed sized log cabin  quilt I will be starting for us later on this year.

I pieced leaders and enders ala Quiltville to make the back of a laptop runner.  I put a teatowel under the laptop table when it is on my lap to stop getting itchy, but I think this will be much prettier when it is finished.  The three blocks at the front are orphan blocks which will go on the front.

All the sewing has meant the slicing and dicing of my scrap pile has been sadly neglected….So this pile will soon become 12 inch or longer strips  ranging from 1.5 to 3.5 inches wide; charm squares; bricks ranging from 2 in x 3.5 in to 3.5 in x 6.5 in or squares ranging from 1.5 in to 3.5 inches.  My inner muse has been peering into her crystal ball and can see more scrappy leader and ender quilts in my near future.

Meet the Beastie Bois.  They mysteriously appeared at Easter and have been partying near the ipod player ever since!  They are closely related to Missy Ballance’s bunnies from her Bunny Pocket Pillow.  I heard a whisper recently that they are inclined to spontaneously reproduce.  All seems quiet, but you just never know!

I’ve saved my favourite for last.  A couple of months ago The Missus and I went to the local scrapbooking shop and spent a fun afternoon decorating tins.  The Missus’ tin is on the left, mine is on the right.  I bought a couple of little easels so we could put them in the lounge, where we see them every day.

There are no knitting WIP piccies.  It is either in disgrace (like the green beanie), ripped back (like the purple tweed scarf) or about to be ripped back (like the red beanie which I started in rib instead of moss stitch.  That is what I get for not checking what I’m doing at Knit Cafe on a Saturday afternoon as I’m chatting…..but it was fun!)

A piccie of the cross stitched A Merry Kitty Klaws and some cute chocolate bunnies will  be coming soon!

Here’s hoping for a craft filled week!!!

If I Were

Suzie has invited us to post using the sentence starter “If I Were”.  It was fun to do.  If you do it, pop over to let her know, as she is putting a link up to people’s blogs.  I found it fun to do.  Without further ado, here’s mine……..

If I were a month I’d be April.

If I were a day I’d be Sunday.

If I were a time of day I’d be midnight.

If I were a font I’d be CK Monogram. (Imagine an invitation to the Mad Hatter‘s Tea Party.)

If I were a planet I’d be Mars.

If I were a direction I’d be South West.

If I were a piece of furniture I’d be a gothic candelabrum.

If I were a liquid I’d be lava.

If I were a gemstone I’d be an opal.

If I were a tree I’d be a flame tree.

If I were an element I’d be fire.

If I were a tool I’d be a jack hammer.

If I were a flower I’d be a black pansy.

If I were an element of weather I’d be rain.

If I were a musical instrument I’d be a cello.

If I were a colour I’d be dark purple.

If I were an emotion I’d be joy.

If I were a fruit I’d be dragon fruit.

If I were a sound I’d be a raindrop hitting a pond.

If I were a car I’d be the Bat Mobile in The Dark Knight.

If I were a food I’d be a home made cup cake.

If I were a place I’d be the Antarctic.

If I were material I’d be hand made black lace.

If I were a taste I’d be honey.

If I were a scent I’d be memorable.

If I were a body part I’d be the left hand.

If I were a song I’d be The Toccata and Fugue in D minor by Johann Sebastian Bach.

If I were a bird I’d be a weiro.

If I were a gift I’d be unusual.

If I were a city I’d be isolated.

If I were a door I’d open into a night garden.

If I were a pair of shoes I’d be a pair of New Rock’s Metallic Power.

If I were a poem I’d be a haiku.

Budgies Are Delicious With Chips and Salad

See that?  I drift off with the computer on my lap and it is taken over by Lestat

According to Lestat, Ned (who is also dozing…on the left of the piccie) and Tim, our two new family members should be plumped up and eaten….with or without salad!

Nibbles decided it was time to leave home a couple of weeks ago, which left an empty spot in our hearts and the cage next to the back door…..Which is the new home of two baby budgies.

The Missus named Ned after Ned Kelly, as he is fearless and a a fighter. (He did not cope well with moving house on the first day.  He was rescued from the bottom of the cage, lying on his side with his little toes curled in.  After some tlc, water and a slurry of bird biscuit through an eye dropper, he pulled through.   I named Tim after Tim Burton.  My first choice was Bradbury, after the author Ray Bradbury…..but the voice of reason (The Missus) pointed out that budgies only have little brains, so if I want to have ANY hope of him recognising his name, something shorter would be more appropriate…..Hence the one syllable name.

This is my March FOSAL ornament.  It is the only finish I have a piccie of…..Non-blogging in not good for photo taking!

I’m keeping my fingers and toes crossed that everything in technoblogland is working again….and this post goes through……If so………..I’m back!!!!!