Sunday, July 27, 2014

beating a hasty retreat

I keep having to remind myself that it is only July. I seem to book things so far in advance that sometimes I feel like the next 6 months is already upon me.
 There is a small lull in proceedings at the moment but August 23rd 24th  will see me launching into party mode with Melanie of Melly & Me, and Rosalie Quinlan for Urban Stitches in Melbourne. That will be followed shortly after by Sydney on September 6th -7th. 


Basically a day at Urban stitches runs a little like this: Arrive at the venue, have a cuppa and get given your name tag and goody bag ! Find a table for your group or join a table if you have come along on your own (lots of people come on there own - its no biggie at all).
Erica's gorgeous shop is there if you would like to do a bit of shopping. There is always a bit of a rush first thing in the morning.
We generally kick off proceedings with a bit of housekeeping and Rosie, Mel and I will show you our projects that we have designed for the weekend.
The projects we have designed are included in your goody bag and are completely kitted - fabrics, buttons, cosmo threads- everything you'll need. there is always loads of other goodies in there too.
The rest of the day passes in a blur of laughter, stitching and eating. (lots of eating)
There is time for show and tell, where participants do exactly that and we all get too ooh and aaah over other people's work. Its a great big crafty hang out. Rosie, Mel and I are there to pass on our crafty wisdom (I prefer to offer life coaching myself) and we all have a great crazy time.
Some people come along for one day and some come for two.
Rumour has it that one very special participant will be attending both Melbourne and Sydney - four days !!!
(She likes to stitch).
If you would like to come along - you can click here to find out some more info or click over to Under the Mulberry Tree to make a booking.
I can't be promising pigs in the foyer this year but I reckon we'll rustle up a bit of fun.



Any questions?

Thursday, July 24, 2014

You're gonna need a bigger boat

daaaaah nuh
 daaaaah nuh, 
 daah nuh, 
daah nuh,


dah-nuh dah-nuh,dah-nuh,dah-nuh

Sunday, July 20, 2014

In one fell swoop (blatant advertising)


Do you remember the angst I had about the Craft and Quilt show ? 
Did I blog about it?

Mostly it was just me trying to figure out how many of each thing to take along.
Turns out that I guessed pretty well and lots and lots of kits and things sold out.

I have spent the weekend adding kits (they contain a paper pattern), fabric packs (just the fabrics- no pattern included), beautiful little buttons, safety eyes, felt packs, fabrics and delicious trims to my big cartel shop.

The postage thing is a bit dementing and I'll admit to it being a best guess - so if I have it horribly wrong I'll be sure to fix it up. It is the whole, "ïf posted with something else" amount that is bonkers.
I will only be posting these items within Australia, because thanks to the Australian Postal system, it will cost me more to post these things internationally than the items are worth.
I won't be adding these things as permanent fixtures to my store, in fact I'll probably only give it a week or so and then it will be back to normal.
Darla & Bean have finally joined the PDF family as well.
Regular (non advertising programming will resume shortly)

Thursday, July 10, 2014

In the thick of it.

After the show I threw everything into a room , washed some clothes, and headed to Tasmania.
 
I had an awesome time chatting and teaching at Frangipani Fabrics. We had a great group of people at the class and we laughed all day. 
There was a bit of touristy type stuff at Bonorong Wildlife Sanctuary and Mona as well as other places.
The weather was crazily wonderful and far warmer than expected.
Now, I am home and washing clothes again before I head off to Warracknabeal tomorrow for a weekend of teaching !
(and there is stuff brewing folks - all manner of stuffs !)

Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Sketchy in places

My brain is still a little fried from the exhausting crazy pace of the Quilt and Craft show.
I was lucky to share the space with some great neighbours, Melly and Me, Sew well Maide, Amy Kallissa and the Crafty Squirrel.
My favourite booth by far was the Maze and Vale booth. I am lucky enough to be sewjourn friends with the lovely Leslie, and more than a bit envious of her great design talent. We were all located together in a little section especially for first-time exhibitors, and it was great to have friends around to stage a lunch intervention when things got hairy.
I know this is a pretty average round up of such a HUGE event . Loads of people came and say Hi and I apologise if it was all a bit too frenzied for a chat. It was in fact one extremely long set-up day folowed by four days of aching feet, too much sugar and swarms of people. I talked a blue streak and learnt a few things along the way.
( I also screamed blue murder when the toilet paper dispenser fell off the wall into my lap, freaking out not only myself but everyone within earshot)

I won a plaque for "best small exhibit" from some dude who congratulated me, posed for a photo and walked off without ever introducing himself. (I call him plaque man).

Friday, June 27, 2014

Indeed it is...

A woman and I were chatting on the booth yesterday.

"I was wondering, could you tell me are those (pointing to the felt signs) placemats or coasters?"

"Those are some signs I made to let people know I use social media"

"You mean The Google?"

"Yes"

"Oh, your'e on the google?"

"Yes"

"Isn't it wonderful ?"

Monday, June 23, 2014

Before 9 in the rain

The hot water tap in the shower was feeling poorly.
It was set to drip for the entire day.
The woman firmly edged it toward the OFF position.
Overworked, the tap exploded upon the already-dressed-for-work woman.
The woman tried to stem the steaming scalding flow.
The water would not be stopped.
The hot water service hiding behind the dodgy wire fence was imposing.
The gas line ? The release valve? The pressure doohickey?
The woman found and read the manual.
The manual did not help.
The woman unsuccessfully rang a plumber.
The woman googled.
The woman swore. (Again)
The woman couldn't find the water mains.
The woman dug in the undergrowth of the front yard
The bathroom grew increasingly sauna-like
The woman rang the water board.
The bathroom was flooded.
Unearthed from the winter garden bed, the water main was impossible to budge.
Another plumber was called.
The woman's voice may have been shrill.
Under instruction the still-drenched woman turned off the hot water service.
The woman was awesome- the problem was solved !
The woman cleaned up the mess.
As instructed, the woman tried one-more-time to turn off the mains.
The stick, saw the woman coming, watched her bend, lined her up and poked her right in the eye.
The woman will be having an early night.