Girly and Good…

I have been making beautiful girly cushions with my most favourite fairy frost fabrics.

I have been hoarding these fabrics and it is not easy for me to cut into them. I watch them dwindle and know that soon I will have no more.

But these…

make it all worthwhile.

Patterns coming soon. A limited number of cushions will also be made available for sale. I’ll let you know when they are ready.

Manliness

Pip to his friend at school: I cut down a huge tree in the backyard on the weekend. When I was doing it I hacksawed my leg.

Pip’s friend: Seriously? Did you cut your leg off?

Pip to his friend: No dude, I still have two legs.

Pip’s friend: Did you have to get stitches?

Pip to his friend: No…

but I did have to get a really big band-aid.

Problem Solver

The dog needed a bath. My Pete searched high and low but the dog shampoo could not be found. It’s not in the laundry, it’s not in the shed. It must have run out.

My Pete does not delay a job because of a problem like that. He is a problem solver.

I looked out the back to discover that he was bathing the dog any way.

“Did you find the dog shampoo?” I called.

Apparently he didn’t, but he did find some other shampoo which was only half empty… in Ashy’s bathroom.

Do you see it next to the chair there? Ashy’s shampoo and conditioner.

As soon as my Pete’s back was turned…

the dog shook it off…

and rolled in something smelly.

No dog wants to smell like a teenaged girl, no matter how silky their tresses may be.

Progressing Nicely

The quilt for Suse has now been quilted with feathers and swirls and is awaiting binding.

As always in my head, where time doesn’t actually exist and I never have to vacuum or prepare dinner, I’ll be finished by tomorrow. In real life, however, it will probably take me another week.

Not long now, Suse.

To Boldly Go…

I don’t mean to talk it up too much, but…

I may just be the best wife ever.

One dozen Star Trek cupcakes to celebrate my Pete’s birthday tomorrow…

Happy birthday, my darling. Live long and prosper.

I Like Giraffes

It’s true. I really do.

 

I am not sure why, but they really appeal to me.

Perhaps it is the way they can be both awkward and graceful…

Giraffes feature in lots of my quilt designs. I love to draw them with long legs, long necks and floppy ears.

A giraffe found its way onto this cushion. As soon as I saw the orange and red checked fabric against the blue paisley I knew it was perfect for a giraffe.

So that is what it became – a checked giraffe on a bright blue cushion.

I like giraffes. I really do.

You can find this cushion for sale here on my website. Should you prefer to make your own you can find the pattern available for sale and download here.

What is Forty-Three?

Forty-three is a delicious lunch…

eaten by the ocean on a magnificent day…

in the company of a beautiful man.

Forty-three a dozen cupcakes made especially for me by a clever lady.

Forty-three is rich moisturisers fortified with sunscreen and beautiful red hair-dye liberally applied.

Forty-three is me!

This is your…

quilt.

More work has been done on the swap quilt.

Applique has been added…

Borders have been adorned…

Not long to go now, Suse.

Challenge me…?

Have you ever wondered how a challenge or a swap between bloggers starts?

Well, I started one just the other day… by being a smart-mouth.

I was bemoaning on Twitter that I was cold. Now I know that living in the tropics should exclude me from complaining about the cold, but temperature is relative. When it hits 12 degrees overnight here, it is cold. We build our houses to be cool; high ceilings, few internal walls and doors and certainly no heaters. SO… I had a whinge that I was cold.

Suse of pea soup lives many thousands of kilometres south of here in a place that really does get cold. She read my whiny cold post in front of a roaring fire whilst wearing many hand-knitted shawls and told me to toughen up.

So I quipped to her that I was not enjoying the benefit of a hand-knitted shawl.

She was straight back to me with a tongue-in-cheek offer to make me one.

Now I don’t know if she really meant it. She’s a busy lady. Maybe hand-knitting a shawl for a whingy, reptilian North Queenslander would not be her idea of fun. But I called her bluff anyway…

and offered to trade her a quilt for a shawl.

This is how one corner of you quilt looks so far Suse…

hope you like it.

Such a Proud Mother…

Today my pride in my son knows no bounds.

Today he found a way to thrill my heart beyond its bounds.

Today he did something that I had only ever dreamed would be possible.

Today

he

spontaneously

vacuumed…

I kid you not.

He was neither asked, nor expected to vacuum. In setting up his newly repaired computer he noticed the desk was dusty so cleaned it thoroughly.

That’s not even the best bit…

When he had finished

he packed up the vacuum cleaner

AND

put it away.

The smile has not left my face all day.