I thought I was done

I really did.

After maybe a month or more and half a zillion attempts, I thought she was super duper ready to share,

But that anal gene tells that the almost finished dress needs one final tweak, (and different binding). So I'll cut out another dress and lining, which means I have to cut out and sew and french knot all those mushrooms (again) .


and just when you don't need it - I had an idea



Which led to another idea ,which means everything will take a bit longer than I first thought. So finished once again turns out to be a relative term.

yeah Ok... and she still had a pin in her brain -obviously I was going to deal with that .

Just lie back on the couch and tell me where it all began

I'll understand.

Your fancy ?

After an impromptu "staff meeting' with Annie today, I got fired up and back into the sewing room.
I fiddled with a few frocks in between Finn-play and took some photos.

and dreamt undersea dreams .

One , two, three

Finn

Unleash

the dogs of wool

Yep.......cracking myself up......

In the night garden

Just playing silly-buggers when I should be doing something else.

In my world

One day a few years ago I "met" a woman called Vic when she won a giveaway on my blog, we once got to hangout for a little bit while I played hooky from my stall at the craft show. We laughed, with Jess and Kate and talked Teddy bears and hugging and food and kids and craft and preserved bread rolls
I read Vic's blog and she reads mine and we chat and we sometimes hello or "like' on bookface. In my mind Vic is one of my friends - she is just one I don't see very often.
Recently on my blog I mentioned my obsession with Little Red Riding Hood .

Badabing badaboom !

So Vic, just whips up a work of art....does the redbubble thing and has it sent to me! I was (and still am) totally floored. I have no concept of how works like this are created and you all know I have no drawing genes at all, but you know, the time folks and the effort and the thought-that's what kills me. And yes I do tend to get a bit Oprah when talking about blogging and blog community , and yes I know the shitty bits, but on most days, blogland and the people in it and their complete unbound generositywill go a bloody long way to curing what ails you.

Vic, you are a damn fine egg .

Thank you, I adore it. It elicits smiles every time I look at it and today it is off to the framers!

Granny Boo

My last little breath of weekend before going back to school for term 4 involved finishing off this little girl for un upcoming fundraiser
Teaching some great people how to make legless, faceless dogs (actually I taught them the legs and faces too - we just didn't make it to the finish line)

and celebrating Granny's 103rd Birthday!

(Mr Ric Rac's granny, known as Granny-Boo born in 1908.)

pardon the arse crack

Quilt quilt quilt...blah blah blah.
The real issue here is those pants. PULL THEM UP- YOU OWN BELTS DUDE!...Who started this crap anyway ? More importantly when will it end ?

I seriously do not want to be in the nursing home looking out of one good but watery eye and seeing some old codger with 6 inches of Y-front poking up out of his flannel P.J's. If it is you there next to me...you know where its going don't you ? I'm going to turn to you, my octogenarian blog-buddy and with a small smile, I'm going to whisper..."let's dack that sucker"

Will you be with me?

too much / not enough

She is Adelaide.

Adelaide (the softie that took 27 months)

Adelaide the fox - first dreamt of in July of 2009

Could you love her ?