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Doesn’t anyone with half a brain know that if you have a bit of an obsession with, oh I don’t know, Cornishware say, you shouldn’t type it into an ebay search field and click go?

Egg cups, mixing bowls, measuring jugs, sugar bowls and two of the most perfect tea cups.

I know it’s a bit early, but if anyone’s wondering what to get me for Christmas….

*ps: If anyone’s wondering about the outcome of the ‘tutorial’ escapade, stay tuned. I may have something to show for it all soon.*

I’ve seen a couple of doorstops floating round the internets recently. It seemed like a good idea, until I remembered that I have a mobile 7 month old rampaging round the house putting everything in her mouth. Fabric filled with rice to get all nice and soggy? Ewww. So I decided to go for an over-the-door stop instead. Here’s the handy tutorial so you can do it yourself!

Feeling brave enough? Then let’s begin…

First finish cutting out the neckband and sleeves for the top you started a month ago but didn’t have interfacing to finish. Then get on with sewing the top up. Realise the interfacing doesn’t interface very well, but decide not to worry about it. Work steadily and patiently, pressing all the seams properly, making sure it’s all going to look really good when it’s done. Feel proud of yourself for being able to make something as cool as this top. Stop before setting the sleeves in to see if baby wants a snack. Watch baby for a while to see if she’s going to sit up on her own again. Decide to try the top on. Realise it’s too big. Feel disappointed, but remarkably calm, especially considering that it’s taken a large chunk of your day. Think that you should just finish the top, seeing as you’ve got this far. Get discouraged and decide to make the cushion cover you’ve been wanting to get to for about a month instead. How hard can a couple of squares and a zip be? Cut the pieces out and get on with putting in the invisible zip. Struggle a bit with the first side. End up gathering the second side a bit while sewing the zip on. Decide to just iron it out and hope it’s not too noticeable. Start sewing up the side. Realise that the machine is making ridiculously long stitches because you didn’t adjust it back after putting in the gathering stitches for the sleeves. Also realise that that’s why the zip went wonky. Unpick all the stitches from the side and the zip. Can’t be bothered to put the invisible zipper foot back on. Wander into kitchen and eat a digestive. Want to actually finish a project today. Decide to make the door stop you thought of on Wednesday. Get out the crazy blue vintage fabric. You know, the one you bought on ebay and didn’t have a clue what to do with once you got it. Measure it over the door to check the size. Cut off a wide-ish strip. Fold it in half and fastidiously iron it nice and flat. Sew up side one. So far so good. Sew up side two. You can do it! Get out the half-empty bag of rice you bought for crafting, and the big funnel. Place funnel in open end and pour in entire contents of bag. Realise what you feared all along - there isn’t enough rice. Seeing as it’s after 7, you can’t get any more tonight. Lie down on sofa and send husband out for a bag of chips.

Stupid modem is broken. Hmph. So now I’m back on our loaned old laptop perched on the ironing board in the storeroom so I can plug in the old modem. This machine is sooooo sloooow. Now I know why it drove Gary mad to come home to it. Still, at least we have this option I guess.

I’ve now finished reading Getting things done by David Allen. I would provide links, but it’s too painful. I had to keep translating it into English (it seems to be written in business jargon). I now need to actually start applying his methods before I know whether it was worthwhile or not. But first, I need to get this pile of ironing done. I must admit, I’m hoping it does work for me. “Mind like water” sounds appealing…

Well, I finally got upgraded and worked out my issues. You may have noticed that the blog was a bit, um, dead. Yeah, apparently some memory problem. I disabled all my plugins and now it works. I changed themes too. But I don’t think I like it. I’ll probably be changing that as soon as I tend to an unhappy sounding 6 month old.

Six Months!

*Update: This is the, erm…. tenth? theme I’ve draped my blog with today, sorry for any annoyance that may have caused in feedy thingys. I’ve decided I shall have to design a theme myself, but this is nice and clean and simple and will do for now.*

Oh man.

After reckoning on a three week wait for our new toy, we received shipment notification yesterday and now expect to have it by THURSDAY! (as in TWO DAYS time!).

Oh boy, oh boy, OH BOY!

I shall restrain from doing a dance of joy until we actually have it, but I’m restraining myself pretty hard here.

Don’t worry, there will be pictures. Oh yes, there will be pictures.

Some days are, as australians would put it, average*. When even a face like the one above (hers, not mine) is not enough to lift you out of your utter worn-outness and grey-cloud-about-the-headness. When the best you can hope for is that you’ll sleep, wake up and it will be a new day.

And hey, presto, it is.

29 days and counting til the big three o - gasp!

* I looked for this in aussie slang dictionaries on the web, but was unable to find it. Possibly it’s just our friends who use it. Basically, average = it sucks.

A moment of madness has convinced me to blog about this, since I am really rather terrified of making it public.

In short, I had a brainwave, and am committed to acting upon it. You can keep up with the cryptic journey over here.

The terror comes from the fact that I may discover that it is, in fact, impossible to do. Or that someone else is already making a mint from the idea and will then sue me. Or that it will turn out to be not such a great idea after all, and no one will be the least bit interested. If etsy is anything to go by, there is currently no one else doing it (or they already discovered that it was impossible).

Are you all holding your breath in anticipation? Please don’t. I think a project like this would take a long time even without a 4 month old in the house.

And that’s all you’re getting for the moment.

So, here I sit. Drinking tea, listening to Simon & Garfunkel, waiting for the washing to finish. And I think to myself, I’ve put the other washing away, swept the kitchen floor, done the few dishes that were lurking, what should do I do now? Now that it’s been three hours and counting that little e has been asleep. Asleep people. For three hours. In the middle of the day. Ok, you don’t live here, so you don’t quite get what all that gratuitous bolding and italicking is all about. But nevermind.

So I thought I’d post to my humble little bloggy over here. But now I don’t have anything to say.

Oh, and I’m thinking it might be good to upgrade to the latest version of wordpress, so it might look a bit different next time. Whenever that might be.

Ah, the washing’s just finished. Thank goodness. Saved me from having to come up with a witty sendoff.

Cheers.

Did you guys need proof that babies can look cute in black? I didn’t. But for all you doubters out there…

Yeah, that’s one tasty fist right there.