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During a business trip last week, I started reading the Amulet of Samarkand by Jonathan Stroud. I wasn’t sure I was blown away by the first book…But apparently I was interested, so I read the second. By the third I knew I liked them. But then, I have a tendency to like teenage adventure stories. You should check them out. It’s approach was a little different.
I‘ve been working on my sewing “do over,” and it doesn’t suck. I’m trying to figure out a way to do a big reveal without actually having to be in the picture. Let’s just file this under the “Coming Soon!” heading.
This one remembered she had a B.B. gun and set about to teach herself how to shoot. Have you ever seen a hot pink B.B. gun? Is it just a Texas thing? Anyway, she also wrote a Cinquain poem this week in class that I think is awesome:
I like the Cinquain form, it’s fun and there are a lot of variations. I think I may have to do a Cinquain for the Weekend…. 🙂
My rock-star sister-in-law is pregnant and will be delivering her fourth little angel in November. To that wee one destined to be the precocious little sister of three other incredibly precocious little girls, I dedicate this ensemble. Possibly the only item she will own for many years that is not a hand-me-down.
It’s my opinion that babies are precious, and innocent and deserve to have adults jump through hoops for them. Hence, this baby sweater. It’s my first crochet garment, and it’s a little awesome, if I do say so myself. But then, baby things are always pretty awesome.
This project is the result of yet another Craftsy.com class called “Beyond Rectangles” by Linda Permann. Depending on your skill level, some of the instruction was a little basic, but I learned quite a bit and find that I just like guided projects. It’s reassuring to have a reference point for those little details in a pattern that confuse or befuddle. The base pattern for the sweater is simple. Which made it perfect because I like simple.
The cap was not a part of the class. I made one based on a Bernat pattern, didn’t like it, and ended up just winging it and adding the same edging that I used on the sweater. I like it much better. It’s simple. Simple and Sweet.
Sweet and Simple. Simple and Sweet. I like this sweater. I think that it’s neat…:)
I may have mentioned once or twice that I’m in the middle of a “Sewing Do Over”. And as I’m sure you all know, you can’t have a “do over” without having first attempted something and failed. I also may have mentioned a few times that I have a tendency to “go big” and over extend myself when I’m excited about something. If I haven’t mentioned it before, well… I do that. I don’t just select one project and follow it to completion, I envision hundreds of projects and accumulate everything needed to accomplish them eons in advance of their likely coming to fruition.
With my first attempt at sewing, I started a few things that were never finished. So great was my ultimate frustration level with sewing that I popped them in storage boxes and walked away. That was roughly four years ago. Maybe more. A couple of weeks ago, I happened across one of these unloved, unfinished projects, and on a whim, I decided to finish it.
It was a bag designed to utilize the pre-quilted fabric you can buy at the fabric store, and inadvertently, it’s got that Vera Bradley thing going on. I’m not necessarily in love with it, but I still think it’s cute.
As I laid out the pattern pieces that I’d cut out four years earlier, I was actually a little pleased with myself. They were pretty terrible. On one hand, it’s never fun to confirm that you suck at something. On the other hand, it actually let me see that I’ve gotten a little better. I could actually see the mistakes I made and even distinguish what I would do differently now to eliminate those mistakes.
I still had to rip out and re-do three times to get it finished. (Sewing is an incredibly humbling process for me.) The lining has four pretty deep pockets-but I won’t be photographing them. The final result was not pretty…