There's this fun little game goin' round the blogosphere lately and it sounds like fun. It's called Pay It Forward, and basically what you do is select three of your commenters and send them a surprise gift in the post. I heard about it from Melissa at Lazy Daisy Crochet, who in turn heard of it from Oodles 4 Noodles, who in turn got the idea from Create Bella Create.
Here's the rules:
1.
I will send a surprise gift to the first three commenters on this post.
The gift will be handmade by me. It will be sent sometime in the next
365 days. It will be a surprise. We all love getting surprises in the
mail, right?
2.
To sign up and receive a gift, you must play along, too. Pay it Forward
on your blog, by promising to make a surprise for the first three
people who comment on the post.
3. You must have a blog (that is updated, as I will blog stalk you to find the right gift for you).
4. After commenting here, you must repost this or something similar to
your blog in 48 hours. If not, I will chose the next person who
comments.
So that's it. Seems like something fun, doesn't it?
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Sunday, 22 April 2012
Friday, 13 April 2012
Ultimate Blog Party 2012
Thanks to the oh-so fab ladies over at 5 Minutes For Mom (and Melissa of Lazy Daisy Crochet!), I've joined the party! :D
Welcome to Hook N' Yarn Creations. I'm your host, Fiona, a Scottish girl wandering the deserts of Southern Arizona since 2000. I'm a mom of two (well, 6, if you count our four cats) and share my life with the most amazing man in the world. I'm also a photojournalism student at the University of Arizona, a fiction writer working on editing the first book of a five-book series and writing the fifth book--at the same time!. (Phew. It gets confusing sometimes!) In my spare time, which could honestly be more, I crochet, which is what this site is all about.
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| Girl Child and Boy Child, my resident Cheese Monkeys |
My grandmother tried to teach me how to crochet when I was eight or nine years old and I had absolutely no interest in doing it. I thought it was boring and only old ladies crocheted and knitted. I'd much rather have been outside, playing tag or catching caterpillars and frogs or exploring the woods or the seaside. I was a bit of a tom-boy, you see.
Fast forward some years (possibly 25, maybe only 10...in my dreams), and my sister-in-law is expecting her first baby. She was always crocheting or knitting sweaters and hats and blankets for the baby. Every time I saw her, she had a lap full of beautiful, soft yarn. I was really surprised at how much crocheting had changed since I'd last seen it. No more doilies or itchy, drab sweaters. Nope, she was using cashmere, and merino wool, and incredible drapey acrylics in the most amazing colours. So I asked her to teach me, found a book at Michael's (a craft store here in the states), watched some videos on YouTube (honestly, where were we before YouTube?) and poof! I'm a crocheting madwoman now, who is constantly seeking new challenges and harder, more involved projects.
So that's me and this site. Thanks for visiting and feel free to explore. That list of tags over there is probably the best way to navigate around. Just pick a tag and read some posts and maybe grab a button for your own blog. Oh, and PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS! I love comments. It validates the time I put into blogging. :D
And don't forget about my Free Yarn Giveaway! Be sure to enter to win three skeins of cuddly-soft, creamy white yarn from Loops & Threads!
Thursday, 12 April 2012
Post crossings
I found this website, Postcrossing, last night and was immediately hooked.
What you do is send a postcard and get one in return. Then you scan the postcard into your computer (or take a photo with your handy-dandy digital camera) and add it to the website. The project is world-wide and I'm sending postcards out to Russia, Scotland, and Germany this week-end. I hand-made my postcards, but obviously you don't have to do that. Glancing through their database, it seems as though most people simply buy them. But honestly, whichever kind I receive, I'll be just as happy. I've always loved this sort of thing. I enjoy learning about other cultures, travelling, seeing how people in different cities and countries live, and getting a simple postcard in the post has always been a thrill.
I also discovered two other sites that have to do with the post. One is A Month of Letters Challenge, and the other is 52 Weeks of Mail. I'd like to participate in both of them, but I haven't enough people (or enough money for postage!) to commit to sending something out every day for a month, so I'm going to opt in for the once a week for a year deal. A friend of mine in Australia is going to help out, but perhaps some of my regular readers might want to participate, too.
I was thinking maybe we could get a list going and rotate through it. One week would see the first person on the list receiving things from everyone else, and then the next person would be inundated with letters and cards the next week, and so on and so forth. It would be kind of neat if we could arrange it so that people got things on or near their birthdays and maybe the letters or cards or whatever featured their favourite colours, or animals, or holiday spot, or dream vacation destination.
Anyway, if you're interested in signing up, just send me a quick email and we'll get the list started. We can start in May.
What you do is send a postcard and get one in return. Then you scan the postcard into your computer (or take a photo with your handy-dandy digital camera) and add it to the website. The project is world-wide and I'm sending postcards out to Russia, Scotland, and Germany this week-end. I hand-made my postcards, but obviously you don't have to do that. Glancing through their database, it seems as though most people simply buy them. But honestly, whichever kind I receive, I'll be just as happy. I've always loved this sort of thing. I enjoy learning about other cultures, travelling, seeing how people in different cities and countries live, and getting a simple postcard in the post has always been a thrill.
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| Postcard to Russia. The recipient said she likes flowers. |
I also discovered two other sites that have to do with the post. One is A Month of Letters Challenge, and the other is 52 Weeks of Mail. I'd like to participate in both of them, but I haven't enough people (or enough money for postage!) to commit to sending something out every day for a month, so I'm going to opt in for the once a week for a year deal. A friend of mine in Australia is going to help out, but perhaps some of my regular readers might want to participate, too.
I was thinking maybe we could get a list going and rotate through it. One week would see the first person on the list receiving things from everyone else, and then the next person would be inundated with letters and cards the next week, and so on and so forth. It would be kind of neat if we could arrange it so that people got things on or near their birthdays and maybe the letters or cards or whatever featured their favourite colours, or animals, or holiday spot, or dream vacation destination.
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| Postcard to Scotland. |
Anyway, if you're interested in signing up, just send me a quick email and we'll get the list started. We can start in May.
Wednesday, 4 April 2012
You like me! You really like me!
No WIP Wednesday this week. I've been far too busy begging money from people so I can afford to send Girl Child to the Odyssey of the Mind World Finals. We're over half-way to our goal of $1200 and all the donations that have come in so far (from a couple of awesome people who gave $5, to someone who gave a whopping $300!) make my heart happy. I'm normally a total misanthrope and think the worst of people ('cos it's easier not to be disappointed that way), but the way that You have all come together to help my daughter get to Iowa in May is chipping away at that jaded point of view of mine. So, from the bottom of my heart, thank you.
And I got another surprise yesterday! I received my very first blog award EVAR! I squeed with surprised happiness when I saw it, especially when I saw who it was from! Tanya from My Grandmotherly Ways seems like she and I were separated at birth! We have the same obsessions: crochet, Doctor Who, Joss Whedon's work, Neil Gaiman, Terry Pratchett, and doughnuts. See? Totally separated at birth. Thank you so much, Tanya! :D
This award has rules, which state I must now:
And I got another surprise yesterday! I received my very first blog award EVAR! I squeed with surprised happiness when I saw it, especially when I saw who it was from! Tanya from My Grandmotherly Ways seems like she and I were separated at birth! We have the same obsessions: crochet, Doctor Who, Joss Whedon's work, Neil Gaiman, Terry Pratchett, and doughnuts. See? Totally separated at birth. Thank you so much, Tanya! :D
- Thank the person who gave you this award.
- Include a link to their blog.
- Next, select 15 blogs/bloggers that you’ve recently discovered or follow regularly.
- Nominate those 15 bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award.
- Finally, tell the person who nominated you 7 things about yourself.
- The Mossy Nest
- crochetime
- Bunny Mummy
- CraftyRie
- plus3 crochet
- Crocheting The Day Away
- Teacups and Tiskets
- I have worked as a radio DJ, a web designer, 411 information operator, and a managing editor of a newspaper.
- I used to have a paralysing fear of spiders, until Girl Child and I allowed a large, tame tarantula to run across our hands at a butterfly museum. I have not been afraid of spiders since!
- My favourite place in the world is atop a little rock escarpment that overlooks a tiny creek valley just outside of Bailey, Colorado, in the Pike National Forest.
- I have killer strong hair but weak nails that often split and break for no apparent reason.
- The very first serious story I wrote was in the spring of 1988 and was inspired by the song, "Lady of the Valley", by White Lion.
- I have never had a professional pedicure.
- When I was eight years old, everything I owned was lavender. It was my favourite colour at the time. The next year, when I turned nine, I decided that I hated lavender and made my parents get rid of everything I owned.
Friday, 23 March 2012
Springtime Symphony
Late March in Southern Arizona is pretty heavenly.
The skies are filled with scores of birds--woodpeckers, doves, warblers, wrens, finches, sparrows, and the more exotic curved-bill thrashers--who fill the trees with their feathery little bodies and sing their hearts out. There's the slow, lazy, almost soporific din of bees buzzing about the early flowers. It's sunny and warm, and the flagstones of my patio soak up the heat and give back just a little taste of what's to come in only a few short months.
I enjoy sitting on my front patio, watching the birds in our cedar, or the cat's claw acacia, or the mesquite tree. Sometimes The Man puts orange halves in the branches of the cedar tree and within half an hour, one or both of a mated pair of Gila woodpeckers are there, feasting on a rare treat. We call them Pedro and Lupe and they've been coming to visit our house for the entire three and a half years we've lived here. I think they nest in a hollowed out saguaro cactus in the garden of the house opposite us.
There are teeny-tiny lizards playing tag and doing press-ups in the branches of the enormous cedar tree in my front garden. And the air is heavy, positively redolent with the perfume of orange blossoms and sand verbena.
This morning, I went to sit and read on the front patio for an hour or so and I spent more time watching the birds and the lizards than I did actually reading. The wildlife around here is far more interesting than the book I'm currently reading. At one point, our neighbour's cat came to drink at our bird bath and then she slipped away into a particularly scruffy portion of the garden. I made a mental note to ask The Man to have a go at it with the weed whacker tomorrow morning and the realisation that I was taking away the kitty's personal jungle made me sad. Maybe I'll let the weeds go an extra day or two.
Eventually, though, that nagging little voice in the back of my head, the one that doesn't let me sit idling for too long, reminded me that my books are never going to get edited unless I work on them, so I reluctantly left my comfy, warm, beautifully fragrant spot on the patio and came inside, where I found my own kitties sacked out in a sunbeam. I'd loved to have joined them, but edits don't get done unless I do them, so I went into my office and sat down to...write this post. And now I have to quit mucking about and get down to serious business.
Even though I'd much rather be outside with the birds and the bees, the lizards and the orange blossoms.
Send Hannah to OM World Finals!
The skies are filled with scores of birds--woodpeckers, doves, warblers, wrens, finches, sparrows, and the more exotic curved-bill thrashers--who fill the trees with their feathery little bodies and sing their hearts out. There's the slow, lazy, almost soporific din of bees buzzing about the early flowers. It's sunny and warm, and the flagstones of my patio soak up the heat and give back just a little taste of what's to come in only a few short months.
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| Curve Billed Thrasher |
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| Red Breasted House Finch |
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| Cactus Wren |
I enjoy sitting on my front patio, watching the birds in our cedar, or the cat's claw acacia, or the mesquite tree. Sometimes The Man puts orange halves in the branches of the cedar tree and within half an hour, one or both of a mated pair of Gila woodpeckers are there, feasting on a rare treat. We call them Pedro and Lupe and they've been coming to visit our house for the entire three and a half years we've lived here. I think they nest in a hollowed out saguaro cactus in the garden of the house opposite us.
There are teeny-tiny lizards playing tag and doing press-ups in the branches of the enormous cedar tree in my front garden. And the air is heavy, positively redolent with the perfume of orange blossoms and sand verbena.
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| Sand Verbena |
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| Orange blossoms and ripening fruit |
This morning, I went to sit and read on the front patio for an hour or so and I spent more time watching the birds and the lizards than I did actually reading. The wildlife around here is far more interesting than the book I'm currently reading. At one point, our neighbour's cat came to drink at our bird bath and then she slipped away into a particularly scruffy portion of the garden. I made a mental note to ask The Man to have a go at it with the weed whacker tomorrow morning and the realisation that I was taking away the kitty's personal jungle made me sad. Maybe I'll let the weeds go an extra day or two.
Eventually, though, that nagging little voice in the back of my head, the one that doesn't let me sit idling for too long, reminded me that my books are never going to get edited unless I work on them, so I reluctantly left my comfy, warm, beautifully fragrant spot on the patio and came inside, where I found my own kitties sacked out in a sunbeam. I'd loved to have joined them, but edits don't get done unless I do them, so I went into my office and sat down to...write this post. And now I have to quit mucking about and get down to serious business.
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| Small Cat in the sun |
Thursday, 15 March 2012
A Granny A Day 2012
Pip from Meet Me At Mike's is hosting a Granny-A-Day-apalooza! (Try saying that five times fast!) I'm going to try and take part and maybe do three grannies a week. This'll be a pretty fantastic and easy way to make an afghan, huh? If you want to join in, visit Meet Me At Mike's and sign up.
Send Hannah to OM World Finals!
Wednesday, 29 February 2012
11 Random Things
Sarah over at Sarahndipities wrote a blog featuring eleven random facts about herself and after reading it, I think we were separated at birth or something like that. I'm amazed at how similar our tastes are in TV men, reading, and food. She invited her readers to respond to questions as well, so here's my stab at it:
1. What is the scariest thing you've ever done?
I think the scariest thing I've ever done was move from my comfortable, familiar life in Denver, with my not-quite-one-year-old daughter to Tucson, AZ, all on our own. It worked out quite well, but still...at the time, it was down-right frightening.
2. If you could be a character on a TV show, which show would you be on?
I think I'd like to be on Glee, or maybe Supernatural. Though, if I were on the latter, I'd be tempted to punch Dean and Sam in the face on occasion. They can be terrifyingly dense at times!
3. What are your three favorite colors of fingernail polish?
Shell pink, sort of an aqua-turquoise, and amethyst purple.
4. Who are your celebrity crushes?
I have, for a very long time, had quite a thing for Sting. I also find Neil Peart, the drummer for Rush, rather crush-worthy, but I think that's less for his looks (though he is attractive) and more for his brain.
5. What are you really, really good at?
I believe I am really, really good at writing. Fortunately, it's also something I love to do, so the future career plan of being a journalist is something I think I can live with.
6. A place you'd like to live?
I'd love to move back to Denver, or to Portland, Oregon. I like Tucson, it's been a great place to live, but the heat, the complete lack of snow and proper trees and seasons and GRASS LAWNS is rather depressing. I think I'm one of those sorts of people who must be surrounded by green at all times, or else I sink into a blue funk.
7. What do you really wish your name was?
I think I'd like to be a one-name sort of person, like Madonna or Cher or Sting. That would certainly make signing for things easy, wouldn't it?
8. The silliest mistake you've ever made?
Once, in art class, I mistook a tube of super-glue for a tube of watercolours. Such an awful mess ensued.
9. If you could be any type of (real or imagined) animal, what would you be, and why?
I think I'd like to be a pampered house cat, or perhaps a well-loved family dog; the reasons for this choice should be rather obvious. Barring that, a sea otter, because they always look like they're playing and having a good time. Plus, they're so cute!
10. What part of yourself do you like the most?
I'm rather fond of my sense of compassion. Although it's very hard sometimes, I do try not to judge people until I look at the world from their point of view. Ian MacLaren, a noted Scottish author and theologian, once said during a Christmas Eve service, "Be kind, for every man is fighting a hard battle." I try to think of that every time I encounter someone who upsets me in some way.
11. What is your most absolutely favorite thing to eat?
Oh, this is by far the easiest question so far! My Number One, All Time Fave is cheese and onion enchiladas! They are so very, very tasty!
1. What is the scariest thing you've ever done?
I think the scariest thing I've ever done was move from my comfortable, familiar life in Denver, with my not-quite-one-year-old daughter to Tucson, AZ, all on our own. It worked out quite well, but still...at the time, it was down-right frightening.
2. If you could be a character on a TV show, which show would you be on?
I think I'd like to be on Glee, or maybe Supernatural. Though, if I were on the latter, I'd be tempted to punch Dean and Sam in the face on occasion. They can be terrifyingly dense at times!
3. What are your three favorite colors of fingernail polish?
Shell pink, sort of an aqua-turquoise, and amethyst purple.
4. Who are your celebrity crushes?
I have, for a very long time, had quite a thing for Sting. I also find Neil Peart, the drummer for Rush, rather crush-worthy, but I think that's less for his looks (though he is attractive) and more for his brain.
5. What are you really, really good at?
I believe I am really, really good at writing. Fortunately, it's also something I love to do, so the future career plan of being a journalist is something I think I can live with.
6. A place you'd like to live?
I'd love to move back to Denver, or to Portland, Oregon. I like Tucson, it's been a great place to live, but the heat, the complete lack of snow and proper trees and seasons and GRASS LAWNS is rather depressing. I think I'm one of those sorts of people who must be surrounded by green at all times, or else I sink into a blue funk.
7. What do you really wish your name was?
I think I'd like to be a one-name sort of person, like Madonna or Cher or Sting. That would certainly make signing for things easy, wouldn't it?
8. The silliest mistake you've ever made?
Once, in art class, I mistook a tube of super-glue for a tube of watercolours. Such an awful mess ensued.
9. If you could be any type of (real or imagined) animal, what would you be, and why?
I think I'd like to be a pampered house cat, or perhaps a well-loved family dog; the reasons for this choice should be rather obvious. Barring that, a sea otter, because they always look like they're playing and having a good time. Plus, they're so cute!
10. What part of yourself do you like the most?
I'm rather fond of my sense of compassion. Although it's very hard sometimes, I do try not to judge people until I look at the world from their point of view. Ian MacLaren, a noted Scottish author and theologian, once said during a Christmas Eve service, "Be kind, for every man is fighting a hard battle." I try to think of that every time I encounter someone who upsets me in some way.
11. What is your most absolutely favorite thing to eat?
Oh, this is by far the easiest question so far! My Number One, All Time Fave is cheese and onion enchiladas! They are so very, very tasty!
Friday, 24 February 2012
Been Shopping?
Before we get to the interesting bits, I have to tell you a little background first.
I live in Southern Arizona. Tucson, to be exact. And our local school district has a very strange schedule of holidays and breaks. First, the kids go back to school in the middle of August. When I was in school, we didn't start until early September. They have no autumn break, either. We always got a long weekend, usually Wednesday through the following Monday off from school. They do, however, get two solid weeks off over Christmas and New Year's, so that's nice.
Then they have another long weekend for Rodeo Days. Yes, you read that right. My children usually get a three-day school week during the second to last weekend of February to celebrate a rodeo, of all things. This usually plays havoc with my own school schedule, requiring me to take time off to stay home with them so they don't kill each other or burn the house down. And let's not even get into Spring Break. I have a week in March. They have three days in April. How is that good, people?!?
Anyway, since the rodeo holiday is this week, I thought it'd be kinda nice to go on a little shopping excursion to our local charity shop. Sometimes, there are some amazing finds; most times, however, I find myself horrified by people's taste in clothing and home decor. This morning, however, I scored a minor motherlode. (Would that be a daughterlode?) A fantastic book of 50 different afghans and the vast majority of them are for crocheting! The book was published in 1989 and it's by McCall's. I also bought 4 skeins of yarn and an afghan to cannibalise for its yarn.
After our shopping trip, we came home and replanted Boy Child's bean seedling in a larger pot with a trellis so it can climb. We both have high hopes for this little plant, as green beans are one of Boy Child's favourite vegetables.
I also cleaned and organised my computer desk area in my studio and thought I'd post some photos. I know I always enjoy seeing other people's creative spaces!
Next to my desk is a large dresser filled with scraps of fabric and cast off clothing that I intend to turn into strips and crochet into rag rugs...eventually. For now, though, the dresser's sole purpose is to hold my art supplies.
I live in Southern Arizona. Tucson, to be exact. And our local school district has a very strange schedule of holidays and breaks. First, the kids go back to school in the middle of August. When I was in school, we didn't start until early September. They have no autumn break, either. We always got a long weekend, usually Wednesday through the following Monday off from school. They do, however, get two solid weeks off over Christmas and New Year's, so that's nice.
Then they have another long weekend for Rodeo Days. Yes, you read that right. My children usually get a three-day school week during the second to last weekend of February to celebrate a rodeo, of all things. This usually plays havoc with my own school schedule, requiring me to take time off to stay home with them so they don't kill each other or burn the house down. And let's not even get into Spring Break. I have a week in March. They have three days in April. How is that good, people?!?
Anyway, since the rodeo holiday is this week, I thought it'd be kinda nice to go on a little shopping excursion to our local charity shop. Sometimes, there are some amazing finds; most times, however, I find myself horrified by people's taste in clothing and home decor. This morning, however, I scored a minor motherlode. (Would that be a daughterlode?) A fantastic book of 50 different afghans and the vast majority of them are for crocheting! The book was published in 1989 and it's by McCall's. I also bought 4 skeins of yarn and an afghan to cannibalise for its yarn.
After our shopping trip, we came home and replanted Boy Child's bean seedling in a larger pot with a trellis so it can climb. We both have high hopes for this little plant, as green beans are one of Boy Child's favourite vegetables.
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| Rowan, the green bean |
I also cleaned and organised my computer desk area in my studio and thought I'd post some photos. I know I always enjoy seeing other people's creative spaces!
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| My desk with my aurora borealis screen saver running. |
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| All artwork and origami figures courtesy my kids. |
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| Yes, that is a hand-drawn portrait of Sting... and a stuffed penguin, called Pittsburgh. |
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| Jar jackets, an unfinished pen and coloured pencil drawing, and a bamboo cup with Chinese kanji that reads "Follow your bliss". |
Wednesday, 15 February 2012
Cat Helpers
This is what crocheting is like at my house. Except I have four of them. And they all want to sit on my lap while I'm busy. Small Cat is the worst offender. He lulls me into a false sense of security by forming himself into a Loaf of Kitty (you know when they pull all their legs and feet up under their bodies?) and purring and squinching his eyes closed and pretending to sleep. He's warm and happy and this makes me equally warm and happy and I'm working on my piece in peace when all of a sudden... SNAG! My yarn ends up in Small Cat's mouth or wrapped around his paws or something equally irritating and cute. So I have to stop and untangle the yarn from Small Cat (or more often than not, the other way around) and gently remind him not to eat the yarn and he goes back to Loaf of Kitty and purring and warmth and I forget for a moment or twelve that he'll more than likely attack the yarn again.
Sigh.
But I couldn't imagine life without them.
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| Large Cat and Small Cat plotting... |
Tuesday, 7 February 2012
Excuses, excuses...
I didn't do everything I set out to do this weekend. I meant to clean my bathroom floor, organise the dining room, move the couch and clean underneath it. I wanted to wash all the dirty laundry in the house (my things, Boy Child's things, towels and bedsheets) and only managed to wash Boy Child's things. I had intended to start planning this year's garden and finally visit the new yarn stores I've discovered since joining Ravelry.
But... I was distracted. A lot.
There was crocheting to do. I finished a baby blanket and started a project that I fully intend to keep for myself.
There were books to read. I finished book five of the Kitty Norville series by Carrie Vaughn and started the sixth.
There were blog posts to write, forums to read, Pinterest boards to peruse, Facebook updates to make and read, and the all-important Super Bowl game to watch on Sunday. (Yay Giants!)
Little of what I set out to do this weekend got done...and we know who to blame for the parts that were left for next weekend's To-Do List.
But... I was distracted. A lot.
There was crocheting to do. I finished a baby blanket and started a project that I fully intend to keep for myself.
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| One skein of yarn = baby blanket and hat! |
Little of what I set out to do this weekend got done...and we know who to blame for the parts that were left for next weekend's To-Do List.
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| Fat Cat and Orange Cat "help" with the laundry |
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| Small Cat "helps" me read blogs |
Monday, 6 February 2012
Thursday, 2 February 2012
Tucson Sunrise
I was abruptly awoken this morning at 4:30 by a certain cat who shall not be named (Fat Cat), who decided that it would be a lovely idea to play with a pipe cleaner on my bed. He tossed it up in the air and then pounced on it with all four feet, and unfortunately for me, the pipe cleaner more often than not landed on my legs or my feet, and in one unfortunate moment that ended in me cursing at him and tossing him off the bed, my stomach. The Cat Who Shall Not Be Named (Fat Cat) is not a lightweight, either. He's a big, fluffy fattie who must weigh at least 15 pounds. It's a good thing he's so remarkably beautiful; he mightn't have had breakfast this morning otherwise!
So, since I was awake and not likely to fall asleep again any time soon, I dragged my weary bones from bed and decided to photograph the sunrise this morning. The colours were amazing, the air was still and crisp, and the world around me was hushed. It was a beautiful time to be awake and alone with the mountains and the cactus and the morning star.
So, since I was awake and not likely to fall asleep again any time soon, I dragged my weary bones from bed and decided to photograph the sunrise this morning. The colours were amazing, the air was still and crisp, and the world around me was hushed. It was a beautiful time to be awake and alone with the mountains and the cactus and the morning star.
Friday, 27 January 2012
Universal Craft Blog Directory
And now for something completely different...
I just discovered what will hopefully be the single largest collection of Crafting Blogs on the planet. It's located over at CraftyRie's and has a huge selection of user-added blogs. Just taking a look at random links, there's crocheting and knitting, needlepoint and cross-stich, paper crafting, scrapbooking...a veritable plethora of craftiness. (Gosh, I love that word--plethora. Makes me think of that film, The Three Amigos.)
I added Hook and Yarn to it and now, if you follow this convenient little button, you can add yours to the bunch, too. If you haven't already, that is. You probably have. I'm usually the last to post cool stuff like this.
I just discovered what will hopefully be the single largest collection of Crafting Blogs on the planet. It's located over at CraftyRie's and has a huge selection of user-added blogs. Just taking a look at random links, there's crocheting and knitting, needlepoint and cross-stich, paper crafting, scrapbooking...a veritable plethora of craftiness. (Gosh, I love that word--plethora. Makes me think of that film, The Three Amigos.)
I added Hook and Yarn to it and now, if you follow this convenient little button, you can add yours to the bunch, too. If you haven't already, that is. You probably have. I'm usually the last to post cool stuff like this.
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