So my weeks leave has ticked by and I did indeed manage to get a little sewing done – in-between supervising Moo baking, (he has yet to read all the instructions on the recipe but hey ho the finished cupcakes were delicious) He is now mid melt down trying check the chain on his bike apparently I am the worst grandma ever because I am trying to get him to figure it all out and fix it himself (via google obviously) I am sure once he has it figured his self esteem will sore until then I’m happy to be the bad guy.
Anyhoo back to the sewing I have indeed finished said blouse, it wasn’t too difficult although I did have to reread the collar attachment quite a few times!!
I had a delivery of fabric via the magic of online ordering so proceeded to make a start on my next project
I have to hold my hands up here and confess to being over eager, not taking enough breaks and just wanting to have a finished article, lesson learnt, going forward I will endeavour to slow down so my clothes meet my expectations
For now my sewing machine is packed away again as tomorrow I have to show my face back at ‘The Workplace’ for now I shall be dreaming of another project, another fabric, another pattern 🙂
It seems forever since I did any sewing so it’s time I put that to rights! I adore the style of the 1940s so time to peruse the interweb for the pattern that I ‘ve had my eye on for a while, While the dungarees are on my to do list I fancy attacking the blouse first
Excuse me while I go off to rummage through my fabric stash, not that it is huge you understand …. it’s just that I know I will get side tracked with all my other crafting goodies, decide on at least 4 projects I ABSOLUTLY have to add to my to do list, check if I have the fabric for them … if not peruse the net again for the ideal fabric, purchase it, decide that I really, really ought to add a second choice – you know just in case it would look better, THEN return to the task in hand
Obviously as I haven’t done this craft for a while it will be a case of measure 72 times, cut once, then spend at least a day transferring all the markings, sit and stroke my cut out pieces, read the pattern – get confused, re read it – still be confused, have a cup of tea or two till the penny drops then set to and actually begin to sew, then wonder off again as a crochet blanket is calling my name, oh dear the absent mind of a lady of a certain age with so many projects and a teenager to organise
I shall be back – possibly at the end of the week with an update, but don’t quote me on that I have taken some time off The Workplace as Moo is on half term so who knows what might happen
There are joys of being the only girl in the household (apart from Neurotic Cat who must be 1047 years old by now if she is day) ~ however my main sorrow is bath times, ‘the boys’ choice of manly fragrance in the bubble bath department outshine mine due to the fact they use the majority of the stuff.
I’m a little fractious of having the aroma most of the time of someone whom is in touch with their masculine side. So guess what … I going to make my own wonderful girly fragranced bath time goodies that I know those two won’t touch for the fear of lack of bubbles.
I have looked up the method of making bath salts with pink Himalayan salt and an indulgent recipe for bath milk ~ guess what it was a doddle, quick, simple and stress free ….voila here is the result
Woe betide any male in the household who even THINKS of touching my produce, they need to remember the old adage of hell hath no fury like a woman sconed (yes I know the quote relates to love but I’m sure you get my drift)
“Well, well, well, she’s not fallen off the planet after all” you may just be possibly be thinking to yourself … no I haven’t but my oh my, has our little world has shifted on it’s axis …..
Moo is now under our Kinship care & lives with Beloved & I full time, who knew we would be parenting again in our 60’s … but here we are smashing it …mostly … sometimes …well now & again – anyone who has teenagers will know exactly where I am going with this.
He has had some complex needs, it is two steps forward, one step backwards, but fingers crossed we are getting there, I had forgotten how funny kids can be ~ I for one think his ears are an optional extra, how he can sit through a whole conversation and misinterpret EVERYTHING is beyond me.
Prime example we were doing some school work surrounding WW2 has somehow he came to the conclusion that Hitler’s Christian name was Kevin!!!! HOW, just where did he get that from ???
Joining the cadets has really focused him which is fantastic, he has his first ‘camp’ next week, which mean Beloved & I will be child free ~ cue shenanigans on our behalf on an epic scale I’m thinking food shopping, ironing, Beloved can potter in the garage without the constant chatter of “Grandma” “Grandpa” my excitement knows no bounds
One of my treasures (and I have many let me tell you) is a drawing on my sitting room wall and I do believe it only took me a year or so to find out it was an actual place!!
As this last weekend promised to be sunny and almost spring like according to the BBC weather forecaster I took them at their word & Beloved, ‘The Twonk Known As The Dog’ & I set off to find if the magical drawing did indeed live up to my expectations
While we were ensconced in the village a stroll was embarked upon, little hidden gems were found down back streets and up little trackways
Unfortunately Beloved is still recovering from 2 successful neck cancer operations which means he soon gets tired, me being a brave soul when it comes to striding out on a solo a map reading walk decided to send Beloved & ‘The Twonk’ back to the motorhome while I explored, (Twonk stayed with Beloved on account that I am his 2nd favourite Hooman)
I was only gone for an hour or two before meeting back up with a fully rested Beloved & The Twonk and what is the best way to celebrate a walk over hill and dale
Turn out two more drawings / watercolours I own are ‘real’ places so more visits to my artworks will be made in the future
You know how there is something lurking in the back of your mind that you really fancy having a go at?? …. well today Beloved took me into our nearest town to the Riverlight Festival to have a taster session at something new
Not sure who I was kidding – if the aim is just to keep going in circles I was the bee’s knees – after a while I sort of got the gist of going in a straight line …for all of 30 seconds at a time
I was full of confidence that I didn’t capsize or drift anywhere near any rapids, PLUS one of the organisers overwhelmed that a grey haired lady of a certain age was hyper, she cheered me on when I glanced at the paddle boards, the club treasurer was summoned and before I knew what was happening I was off once more onto the river
What a fantastic morning, was I glad I tried something new – you bet I am …… must dash I’m off to book some lessons I do believe SUP my just be right up my street
First and foremost sorry for being AWOL for the past nearly 2 years !! Goodness the whole world has changed since I last threw the door open and invited you virtually into my little world, after a major reality check I have made the mahoosive decision to overhaul my blog, it will not just be about crafting but will include everyday life at the cottage, hope no -one will find it too mundane
‘The Twonk Known As The Dog’ is still a major twonk, Neurotic Cat must be at least 375 in cat years and the support crew at the cottage has grown once more
So if you are ready the kettle is on and if you feel like pulling up a chair I’ll share all the goings on about the not so exciting times at life at the cottage on the green
Learning is a passion for me, although I have at LEAST 30 courses to complete per year on a rolling schedule for ‘The Workplace’, I love learning something new in my everyday life … I have been busy researching, taking notes and submitting work
This year I’m focusing on personal growth, as I’m hurtling toward my senior years, I need to be living life to the fullest and beyond, don’t get me wrong stepping out of my comfort zones won’t be plain sailing but I aim to go at it full steam ahead, elbows out and taking no prisoners
What will I do with this new found knowledge ?
Beloved, ‘The Twonk Known As The Dog’ & I have a wild camping weekend on the books setting off this afternoon – where to isn’t pre determined as I haven’t stuck a pin in map yet, if we survive unscathed I update you the beginning of next week
Please forgive me for I have not posted in FOREVER *hanging head in shame* So just what have I been up to you wonder while shaking your head in my direction, possibly thinking “Do I even remember this woman?” Have I spent may a moon crafting?? mmm that would be a NO, obviously I haven’t been traveling the world or having adventures either.
A year ago I had the mad wonderful idea that how great it would be to start running… nope not sure where that little nugget of intention came from either
Undeterred I downloaded the free NHS Couch 2 5K app and set off once more ~ now I can just tell you are perched on the edge of your seat wondering how on earth this all panned out , well fast forward 3 months later and in November 2019 I ran my first race
Then in March this year 1 week before lock down I ran a HALF MARATHON … get me, a runner, someone who can actually run & breath at THE SAME TIME!!! a slightly deranged personage of a certain age in the prime of her life who decided instead of just thinking / wondering could I, should I, to someone who did
I do now solemnly swear not to leave it too long before I post again