22 May 2012


I've been making a heap of leggings for Matilda. As a tall lady she is already confronted with the problem I've been dealing with since infancy too - short pants. All her pants are too short and ride up too. I've been trying to perfect her leggings, they need to be roomy, stretchy but not loose, and long enough, plus quite warm for winter. And cute. I made some from Merino too.
Matilda decided to help out by chewing on a Simplicity pattern. 
As much as I've decided to write more on the blog I just can't seem to get to it. I'm so tired, and so...well... BORING.
I have a baby - ta da! That's the gist of it these days.
I do however have a worm farm which I'm sure you can NOT WAIT to read about soon.
Stay tuned for that riveting piece of information!

11 May 2012

Keeping Up with the CraftCamparshians

Behold! Unartistic Iphone Shots of Craft Camp.
Although I must say if I'd blurred the background of the last shot it could have been a craft shot winner!

So much to write about a great weekend. My first night away from my little M, and Big M's first gig of solo parenting. He did a magically good job. 
I did a good job leaving even though I felt a bit tearful. I thought I'd be squealing with excitement on the drive to Alexandra, all the way in the hills behind Healesville. Not the case, the second I left the driveway I was hit with a deep and drowsy sense of fatigue and exhaustion. I guess being around my baby I am constantly on call. Remove the 24 hour round the clock on call thing and bam, exhaustion strikes. I pondered all these wise things on my drive, and I also pondered if I could ever actually have a wise thought again not relating to babies. I severely doubt it.

The weekend was wonderful, and featured in no alphabetical order

  • tea
  • cake
  • pyjamas
  • tea
  • tea
  • cake cake cake
  • salted caramel sauce
  • lovely chats
  • excellent company
  • cake
  • a savage act of stealing (hello old flour tins in old rubbish bag in front of op shop)
  • parmas, including but not limited to the Obama Parma, the Parmarama, and Khalisi Parma 
  • possibly the longest wait for a meal ever
  • oh and some sewing and crocheting went on. I finished another Tova, by now sent off to my sister for her birthday, and cut out a Colette dress too.

And here I could wax lyrically about feeling lucky to be included in such a blabla community bla.
But you knew that anyway, so really all I want to say is, I want to go again, as soon as possible.
I have a cold. And now I must nap. See you laters.