the day after the day before

It was a whirlwind of flowers, silk, little shoes and frilly socks, hairspray and non-spilly snacks





But we finally made it to the long awaited "flower girl day"





Oh and handsome brother-of-flower-girl day. Such a late night was had (there was a LOT of tables to hide under with equally excited cousins, not to mention an inviting shiny, slid-y dance floor), that today was all about skipping school and recovering.

For moi





and for them





Here's hoping your Monday was just as s-l-o-w!


p.s I've been asked for a progress shot of the bump and seen as how I'm not often scrubbed up I've put one here. 

my creative space :: deadlines

I've been feeling the pressure to get a few crafty bits and pieces done and dusted. Could it be early nesting has begun to snuck in? Or perhaps it's just that I'm itching to get started on a new project ... or two.

First of all on today's agenda was fiddling around getting some packaging ready





to send off a parcel of goodies I made as part of the Spicing Up the Kitchen flickr swap. My offering consists of a full length apron, some pot holders and a couple of extra goodies to sweeten the deal.





Then it was on to finishing off a quilt for Luca that has been in the pipeline for MONTHS





only to realise upon laying it on his bed that it really could do with another row. I hate those moments when you realise something isn't quite done and the little fight between good crafter and, "that'll do" crafter begins.

Think I'll sleep on it!

Or I might head on over to Kirsty's and be inspired by some very good crafters.

big love

So this is one of those posts where I play catch up and try to combine the three posts I've been writing in my head over the past week into one post. Ok then? Here we go ...

Firstly a little Valentine's Day gift to Sienna's new favourite person







Inspired by her own heart which has been (surprisingly), still carted off to school every day and occasionally loaned to sad friends who, "don't have a heart".

Secondly my first and certainly not last Milo has been cast off and sent off to the bestie and her new babe.





Knitted up in gorgeous Spud and Chloe Sweater Wool bought on my travels to Purl Soho last year, this one was a collaboration from the explanation of "Kfab" at craft camp (thanks Kirsten), my first cabling (thanks Alison) and the final rows at craft night last week (thanks again Alison and Suzy). Due to some technical difficulties (?) this was meant to be the six month size but will probably eventually fit the little dude when he's two. More Milo details here.

Also off the sticks (to make way for Milo mark #2), is my second version of this little number cast on when Ms Pink decided her new favourite colour was purple (details on Ravelry)





Again due to technical difficulties (?) I somehow went from stocking stitch to garter after the sleeve making. By the time I realised what was happening it was too late to turn back so I decided to embrace the wonk and push on.

And finally (still there?) I am doing something so far out of the ordinary for me ...





... checking my gauge. Again and again this gorgeous yarn has been cast on, knit up, measured, only to be frogged and begun again. But I'm determined to get this one right for the little fellow I'm cooking up.

Phew! All done.

For more, probably far less long winded creative spaces hop on over to Kirsty's new digs.

pimping the plain white T

On Friday I yet again found myself with a looming (read: 24 hours), two-year old's birthday.

Little Banjo was on the receiving end of one of my favourite softies ever this time last year, and seen as how he has one crafty mumma I figured I had better come up with something good ... but fast.

Enter the humble plain white t-shirt and some scraps





a bit of shadow tracing before school pick-up





a bit of ironing and cutting post afternoon tea





a bit of stitching in between various parts of Friday night's dinner making





and finally a bit of zig zagging around the edges while the kids were in the bath and voila, a personalised t-shirt!





I think it helps the overall effect if you have a name with street cred like 'Banjo' don't you?

Oh and with the few extra scraps and a little help from the aerodynamic tongue we had ourselves a birthday card for the little dude too.





Happy Birthday Banjo!

my creative space :: whole Lotta love

Finally, finally having ordered this book in early December I arrived home yesterday afternoon to find it wedged between by front and screen doors





*sigh*

If I could suddenly become someone else overnight I would want to be Lotta Jansdotter. She ticks all my boxes:

• lives in New York - check
• is Scandinavian - check
• has a cool haircut - check
• is talented beyond belief - check check

For now I shall have to console myself with soaking up her life through the gorgeous images in this book, inspiring me to re-look at my fridge door

my bedroom (featuring my latest colour obsession: yellow and grey)





and suddenly making me completely re-think all the knick knacks in my kitchen drawers





Egg slicer anyone?

And then I might just do some more drooling over the images of Lotta's enviable work space





double *sigh*.

For an extensive list of people who are probably actually making stuff in their creative spaces instead of drooling head on over to Kirsty's place.

my square peg

Well, it seems one minute you're wearing your undies on your head





and then you blink and find yourself all trussed up in a uniform sitting in a kindergarten room





Mind you I feel fairly confident the kookiness that is you will continue







p.s I arrived today to pick Sienna up after her first half day to find her clutching her heart. Yeah.  Very glad I made that.