Wednesday, January 29, 2014
This is the second pattern I've made of hers (the first has been used for at least four bunny loveys), and they are fantastic. I've been sewing for nearly thirty years, mostly self taught, and Abby's tips are great. Using a shorter stitch length to navigate curves? So logical, but I never thought of it :-) Her patterns are so well laid out that they're a joy to sew.
And just so I can sound like a total infomercial...
If I haven't said it before, Abby's patterns will give you great mileage. Makes me want to pressure friends and family to have babies so I can make gifts for everyone.
Can't wait til next month to visit my nieces!
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
Monday, January 6, 2014
I've also finally decided to try out Netflix, and set myself a list of a handful of TV series to watch that I've missed out on the past few years... turns out I was watching the wrong stuff ;) I had every intention of sampling 5 or 6 pilot episodes over the next while, but I'm ashamed to say that I stopped at the first one... and I'm three episodes into Downton Abbey with no signs of stopping. I'm not going to throw my list completely out the window, but for now I'm obsessed with Maggie Smith...
N. is back in school this morning, and I'm feeling a bit lost... I still haven't narrowed down my projects yet, and I'm afraid if I don't I'll just end up knitting dishcloths to send to Hubby in care packages... but knitting is knitting, I suppose.
Saturday, January 4, 2014
Friday, January 3, 2014
|Icicles outside yesterday, before the blizzard hit|
|N. and I waiting in the car on Monday for Hubby to finish the final bits of banking before taking off New Years Day|
|Mom and Dad's cat Nunu (N. thinks she's our cat), very upset that Hubby was leaving.|
Thursday, January 2, 2014
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Hubby has landed, 4000km away. His luggage, all three large suitcases, made it with him; I choose to see this as a good sign ;) He also had a warm welcome (in -50C windchill!) from my mom's baby sister, who scooped him up at the airport, fed him lasagna, and put him back on the shuttle because his new university is in the second largest city that's 2.5 hrs away from the closest airport.
N. is having a bit of a rough time... he's excited and proud that Daddy's going to be a teacher, but he can't understand why the university isn't paying for our plane tickets to go too. Combine that with waking up at 4am to say goodbye and not sleeping and you get a very unhappy boy.
Luckily he's sound asleep and we get to Skype with Daddy in the morning...
As for me, I'm trying to keep it together, collect my thoughts, and start thinking about what to work on next. I need a project, stat.