Monday, September 28, 2009

Pretty in Pink

My purse ended up with some hurt feeling this past week. Its was moved aside for a blanket project, which turned out insanely cute (even if I do say so myself.)

A smiling friend asked me to help out with a shower gift which is coming up soon!
And really, I dont' need much of an excuse to jump on a baby related item over my non-baby items. Of course I'll work on the purse again before hitting those new jeans of hubby's that need hemming.
I hit a lull last week in my Singer-love, but I think its guilt related to my PC loss and wonder if its PC's suicidal attempt that was just attention seeking in response to the Singer jealousy?
I'd love to make it up to PC, but it looks like he's out of commission for awhile. So its a catch-22 of how to keep my hands busy, which with PC out of competition, that leaves just Singer.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Prototypist, I am

I am an admitted hoarder. There I've said it aloud. I can't help it, its an addiction I'm not really ashamed of though.
I find fabulous fabrics that I adore too much to use for fear of my wasting it on a failed attempt. So I find myself doing practice runs, or making 'prototypes' of anything new. Almost anything I've tried has been toyed with on ugly scraps or el cheapo fabrics, I'm protective of my fabulous finds. They are like friends you don't to share with others because you might lose them.

I've mentioned my fondness for remnants and fat quarters, and I lucked upon a kick-arss bundle of quarters that made my heart skip a beat. Seriously. Typically a bundle will have maybe three ubercute ones and two generic blahs that don't jump at you. But it may have been me getting on karma's good side again, she graced me with what I call the 'perfect bundle of quarters.' Perfect I tell you.

So perfect that I must practice before I waste the perfection.
I drafted out an idea on paper last night, cut some funky shapes that I cannot duplicate freehand, and then foraged through the scrap and practice fabric storage. So tonight's work will be bag assembly. Since its not expected to be purdy, I'll tease you all with part of the 'Ooh Purdy' that am excited and timid about at the same time.


oh....my computer officially left me. Its heading into the wide world of misty-pc's without any remourse for leaving me abandoned and alone without my photoshop.

Monday, September 14, 2009

I've got burpcloths a plenty....

I've got oozits and whatzits galore.

Okay, song over...but seriously when I was taking pictures tonight that song jumped into my head. Which just makes me sound like a dork who loves her Disney songs, or I'm overwhelmed with burpcloths.

Anyone else check out the remnants rack? After this weeked I realized that there never seems to be any boy or nuetral fabrics. That must mean that girly moms buy the fabric down to the bolt, or have alot of false gender reports and have to return the fabric. I think this recent pink stash will send the spouse into a tizzy thinking something is up with all the pinkness. It is quite noticable since I'm a coolass momma to a cool boy, and again not a fan of pink myself anyway. (I lean more towards purples)

I was determined to find something other than pink in my fabric stop yesterday. I did luck out with some odd ends that won't fall into the 'girly' category, but did snag one batch.

The next mission: A non-baby product to get me out of the burpcloth and pink mode.

I've got fat quarters and I'm not afraid to use them.

Monday, September 7, 2009

FlashyFred

Flashy and Fred have proven themselves very cooperative. Fred is doing amazing things for her esteem. Flashy is getting more comfortable about her flashy-ness and wants to show off how they pair up so well now.

A few tweaks though, I opted not to do a closure. I have a noise aversion to hook-n-eye (velcro) so I was leaning towards a button or looping closure, but it didn't feel right. So it truly is an optional universal pad. FlashyFred (yes, just like Brangelina, its a coined cheesy mixname) is flannel on the outside, with double batting on the inside, but yet thin enough to fold/roll up for a diaper bad.


The full size ended up as 20x24, plenty big for those rollerbabies. You know what I'm talking about. Once those babies find their feet and whip them into their mouths, that bottom starts rocking back and forth to gain momentum and a rolling they go.

Not intentionally, but helping FlashyFred into 'being' made me realize how green they might be considered. There is no plastic or waterproofing on this pad and is 100% washable. While that might be a deter to some, that you might have to wash it occassionally rather than wipe it down, but other mommas out there might like the idea of not wasting a wipe, or having plastic next to those baby bums. Personal levels of queasiness factor would gauge how 'green' you want to be.

Just toss in the laundry and clean any smudges that might appear. I've rinsed the fabric once, but I'm always paranoid with black fabrics, so you might want to do a rinse test before throwing it in with your favorite kidlet clothing.

Friday, September 4, 2009

Vivian

I think my computer has decided to disown me. I do believe he's gotten jealous of sitting across from Singer in the front room and noticing that Singer has gotten so much attention recently. Just like sibling rivalry. Between editting recent pictures, or playing with Singer....unless someone wants to pay me for some pictures Singer will get the attention for now. Ha.

So in spite of MY computer disliking me, luckily other people still have friendly computers. EKE Design Studios happens to be one of those people with a friendly computer, wicked camera skills, and a perfect model. Katey (aka: a wicked IL photographer and graphic artist) is a long time friend who has lucked out with two kidlets being victims of the "Iron Swaddle." No, its not torture, I promise. But if you are a mom and you know babies....a required equipment of newborn survival is a good swaddle.

Meet the cutest cuddlebug, Vivian. She's perfectly happy and warm all squished up in baby goodness, swaddled up tight. Don't her lips just scream 'sleeping sweetness?' Not the 'squish my cheeks' kind of baby, but rather 'ooh sweet lips' and admiration from afar (which translates into 'afraid-to-wake-her-up-by-accident-far')

So, we've been blogged. In fact Vivian's modeling is what prompted me to go public of my affair with Singer. I think Singer deserves a reward....luckily I think he likes to try new things and is up for this weekend's test of a wallet from some fat quarters.

No worries, I haven't forgotten Computer. I have to be fair between the siblings right?

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

When hubby is away....

The Singer gets some play!!

This weekend my husband suddenly opted into a fishing trip sans kidlet and moi. My pale skin and dermatologist appreciate my exclusion, but what oh what would I end up doing with some alone time?

Maybe I should start thinking of my Singer as my mistress (is there a word for a male? would that be a mister?) As soon as my husband left the drive-way I naturally gravitated to my sewing corner. It was magnetism, I couldn't control it.

Without the distraction of my husband, and a kidlet asleep by 9pm; I was left alone.

Just me and Singer.

I found myself finishing up Fred and Flashy late Friday night, err...make that early Saturday morning. I lucked upon some bright canary trimming, so I tested my skills and let Fred and Flashy get some help with canary yellow trimwork. I think Flashy was the most eager as it took some attention away from her, but Fred agreed as well. All three got along fabulously and agree to make their appearance together shortly.

Not only did Fred and Flashy team up, but they were joined with some soft flannel pink burpcloths. Nothing fancy, just some pink for my girly moms out there.

I was so proud of my new friends that Saturday around 11pm I got everyone to pose nicely for their debut pictures, Flashy was shy, but Fred talked her through it. The burpclothes just lounged around waiting their turn...they are like that, just lazy but good to have around.

Come to find out, the computer wasn't up for any fun at that late hour, apparantly it keeps normal hours unlike Singer and me. Hopefully the computer can be coerced soon to cooperate and will let me share their pictures.
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