The fat lady dances

So while I am still suffering a shocking case of EITTTS, I was reminded today that it is not always so.

Sheesh , he's done pretty well for a small town postal duck hasn't he?

Milligan is in this months issue of Homespun magazine and he is in some very fine company indeed. and today sees the last working day of the school term for me, I don't have to be back at work for 19 sleeps. At approximately 3.31, if the wind was blowing the right way , and you were listening, you may have heard the faintest whoop and felt the earth tilt ever so slightly on its axis, as I danced a little fat-lady dance through the library shelves and out the door.

It doesn't take much

to make me think I can take on the world.

Yesterday I decided enough was enough and the "cardboard Box" filing system. This is where I keep all the pattern components - a total disaster.

So a bit of D.I.Y later

and now I have a metal wrack thingo with sliding out drawers. All I need to do is make some little labels for the front of the drawers and I am organised. This fitted perfectly inside the cupboard, between the tubs and under the hanging rail in the sewing room cupboard.

Huzzah !

How good does the right container feel? Is it just me - I get endless pleasure from containers and boxes and packaging.......

People like me keep places like Ikea in business. I firmly believe that every new container is going to lead me to an ikea-organised minimalist life, that it will be the answer to my hoarding cluttering ways.

So with one small part of my life completely and utterly organised and two weeks holidays ahead of me, I have been list writing this morning and right now I am heading into today ready to whack it with a big stick!

I hope yours is a "big stick" kind of day too!

(First job- mannequin repair)

little bit

Today was a "little bit' day.

A little bit of crafting in the car


A little bit of despair at the mess

A little of me blabbing on about myself over here
(with thanks to gorgeous Linda who says such nice stuff about me)

and a little bit of that sinking feeling that comes with having to go back to work tomorrow.

Does it always have to end in tears?

You know what it is like by the end of the school holidays.

Pepper

Latte

Custard

Rocket

Cinnamon

You need to engage the United Nations Peace keeping Forces just to get them in the same photo!

Looking for ..........

Looking for some hot love baby, this evening...................

Looking for some hot love baby tonight.......

( actually I'd be pretty thrilled with a bit of hand sewing on the couch and a wee glass of wine !)

Hot pink Hello's

School concert, which has occupied almost every waking moment for the last ten weeks is over. By all accounts everything went well and the kids had a ball. Even though I loved every minute of it, I must say I am so glad it is all over.

I am taking a leaf out of my friend Annie's book and I am making a new dressing gown these holidays. Then I am going to put it on and go into the sewing room....... I plan to spend as much time in there as possible working on about half a zillion things.

So pop in by all means, just don't get too distressed by the HOT PINK chenille former bedspread gown , bed hair , bra-less bag lady look I am currently working will you ?

Can you hear the serenity?

I have been knitting dolly scarves ! yes I know I am not a knitter and I did wreck the first two 'cause they went all kind of tubular on me but Mr Google explained that was because I was knitting plain and purl and for scarves I should just knit plain.

I am counting on Mr Google to remind me how to cast off as well a bit later. (I seem to have forgotten)

I have been doing a tiny bit of needle felting on this flower which is destined to be a prop for Midsummer Nights Dream in a few weeks. It needs three more petals that have to be removable and replaceable.

My stencilling needs another coat (It was not really stencilled). The edges need a bit of work.

So at 1.46 pm on Sunday afternoon, having just delivered the Ric-Rac males to the train to go to Melbourne to watch a football game, and having dropped Miss Teen Ric-Rac off to the Battle of the Bands, I am here soaking up the serenity.

The mobile is on for emergencies but you know what ? with at least 3 or 4 hours to myself, I don't care if the Queen of Sheba comes knocking, I am not answering the door, or answering the phone. I am turning the computer off and I am going to go into my sewing room to bathe....literally bathe in the serenity.

ahhhhhhh.