Showing posts with label I'm a fatty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I'm a fatty. Show all posts

Saturday, April 24, 2010

I am old !


Here at the squeezy end, things are slowly coming together.
This stuff just kills me. It's 100% hand over dyed wool.
It is spectacular, and soft and sews like a dream....and yes I may have had to sell a few internal organs to buy it.....but look at those colours.

Today I was finally brave enough to start cutting it. The wools became packs for making disco-bots , three colours per pack for bodies, legs and arms.

Cutting and folding and picking colours was a bit of therapy this afternoon after a day of clothes shopping - I went shopping with Miss 18 for new clothes...lets just say its not exactly a boost to ones self-esteem to go shopping with a teeny tiny drop-dead gorgeous teenager.

You know if you have to read the tag on a garment to figure out where on your body it should be worn, I say , leave it on the rack....

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Medical intervention

This is Edna,


Don't let her powder blue good-looks and quaint (click release) wicker basket charm fool you,
she is a member of the front line.
Edna is at the forefront of the battle against one of today's worst disease...yes folks she is a warrior against arsicus-grows-ever-fatticus.

(Side effects may include helmet hair, cuts and abrasions, and the closely related disease
arsicus-muchos-painus, which may in turn develop into arsicus-muchos- calloused. If pain persists suck it up princess !)

I'll keep you posted.