creativity...

trying to make a purse. I know it will be cute. But I am getting hung up on making it... Sometimes I think that using a pattern and someone else's idea is best because then it doesn't involve making decisions, you just go with whatever "they" say.
This is a really simple pattern that I designed years ago, when I was making tapestry purses. It was flat, with a rope handle. Silky rope. Lovely. And fringe on the edge.
So I am trying to adapt it to a little girl's quilted purse. I think I am overthinking. Put a gusset? Sew it flat? What kind of handle? How will I fasten on the handle? Should I use D rings so it will be adjustable or just guess?

Sigh. Too many decisions. But I HAVE TO GET IT DONE because the 9 year old's party is TOMORROW and I can't procrastinate any longer.

milestone!!

It may not seem like much of a milestone... take two pieces of fleece, put together right sides together, sew around, leaving a hole for turning, turn it right side out, sew opening together by hand, topstitch all around... but it was the first time I allowed myself to sew since the Cat Incident. Sad but true. But the Fear has been Conquered... and ALL THE THREAD was picked up, and poor kitty spent the time in the back hallway since I can't trust her not to eat thread.
It's not a keepsake blanket. It is designed to be used... carried around by the corner and dragged in the dirt. Washed a lot. Eventually tossed in the garbage.
It's designed to be LOVED!!!!

no sewing. grr..

well no sewing got done. Planning for tomorrow. Hoping for tomorrow. Praying. Did take down the tree and put it outside. Was exhausted by the time I finished.  This looks like a tiny tree but it really is in the background. I love the lights and am glad I took lots of pictures.

goalies

(goalie) goalkeeper: the soccer or hockey player assigned to protect the goal.

I seem to have goalies too. Things that keep me from reaching my goals. Such as... silly excuses. I haven't been able to find my sewing machine cord. So I brought over my mother in law's machine so I could work.

Nada. Nothing done.   ???????  what's up with that??

What are the goalies here.... computer, definitely. I end up on facebook, playing games, or blogging, LOL, but not sewing. Even good stuff, like cleaning. Baking. Cooking. Getting the Kitchen Cleaned. All good, all necessary. But WHAT ABOUT SEWING?

Thinking I am going to have to be tricky to outsmart all the goalies. It can even be persimmon bread.... it's calling me. Why do I have such resistance to sewing? I'm afraid of leaving just one little thread that the cat would eat and then it would be disaster again. But there is such a thing as a door.... to put the cat on the other side of. Also, I have a vacuum cleaner, that would clean up any residue. Still, I hesitate. But how is Gwen going to get her purse by her birthday if it doesn't get done??

Oh, kitty....... Just like a lot of things in life (cars, for instance, which have spent lots of $$$ in the shop lately) there is a love-hate thing going on with the cat. It is so lovely (sadly, so rare) to sit with a warm kitty in my lap. This one will turn on you if you don't pet her Properly and it isn't always clear what that is.

Back to the sewing. Since I am writing this down, I expect myself to at least get SOME of it done within the next hour. At the very least, get it all ready and cut out and gathered. so........ timer set. GO!!!

And watch out, you goalies..

nosing about...

nose at 2 PM

 I got a growing nose for Christmas. You know, a silly stocking gift. Just what I needed. As if my nose wasn't perfect just as it is. According to the package, it will grow 600%. So to please dear hubby we put it in water to see what happens. Then we saw that it will take about 72 hours to grow... and will keep growing for a week or more!

So in the interest of Nose Growing, I will post pictures of its progress. It even says that when you take it out of the water it will gradually shrink back to its original size!! Isn't this exciting?  ummm... thanks, Santa.

nose is aging... 9 pm.. Hour 7.

The Next Morning the Nose looks about the same. I wonder if we could hasten the process by boiling... heh heh... just wondering. Of course it was freezing in my kitchen last night so that is what triggered that thought.


okay.... (drum roll) ready for a picture of the fully grown growing nose??
The question is.... is it worth it? 
Yes and no. If you want a nose that grows in water, it's the perfect thing. If you are expecting true 600% growth, I think you will be disappointed.

Judge for yourself! You can get growing noses at the Dollar Tree, or I've even seen them on Amazon.

photog.

I remember a friend in high school who always signed his name with photog. at the end. I have no idea if he ever became a professional photographer, but I remember admiring him carrying around a camera trying to get that Perfect Picture. I carry around a camera, because I have this urge to capture things in pictures.

Recently I found out that I was not as successful as I thought at keeping my kitty out of the kitchen windowsill.

Also recently, I discovered that Google has a photo editing software called picnik

Here both discoveries have been documented... I like it and I don't. I like the pic, but not the fact that I am still buffaloed by a silly kitty who likes to get on the windowsill and eat my plants.

Back to the drawing board, as it were.

Get your art on...hopeful but difficult

I got through this day, but it did not include any art. I did make a delicious dinner. LOL it was mostly yellow. Yellow corn, yellow squash, and lemon pudding... of course other stuff. So that is art, right???

Speaking of yellow, I participated in a Yellow contest. It was fun thinking about yellow.I had such glorious sunflowers this year. See all the pictures here....

http://wordydavesdesktop.blogspot.com/

so, although I didn't get any Art done at least I was thinking in that direction. Hope tomorrow has a bit of Free Time in it. Might just get out the paints with my mother in law. That was I'm multi-tasking. Wish I had thought of that today....

oh the joys of too much on my plate. Art gets shoved to the side because my poor brain is somewhat fried. Every day I hope to do something and every day I just don't. Sigh.