… they go and do somethign truly evil. Yes, Car, I’m talking about you! The very nasty nasty Car blogged about Dairy Milk Clinker blocks. Add to that a heavily pregnant chocaholic, a trip to Coles, and one ends up with a bit of an issue. You see, I toddled off to Coles this morning, in need of some milk, and accidently managed to
Have I got you intrigued yet? Or scared? Considering I am 38 weeks pregnant, revealing would be scary! However, please uncover you eyes, and try & refrain from running away squealing in horror. I am actually referring to a post I did a week or so ago, where I hinted at a project in progress – remember I showed a sneak peek of “something
*warning – boring pregnancy post ahead!* I’m finally in the home straight – 38 weeks tomorrow. I’ve been having some nigglings, and the OB seems to think baby will come sooner, rather than later, which I’m quite excited about. So I thought I’d best sneak in some belly shots before the belly is no longer! Taken this morning – 37+6: And
It’s been a busy couple of weeks at our house, so haven’t had a chance to blog much. First up is the finished baby cocoon: I love the knobbly texture, it make it look so yummy & cozy, and the colour is even nicer than I thought it would be. Now I just need a baby to put in it! *taps foot impatiently*.
By Tracey & Esther, to list six things that make me happy. 1) A tiny boy, sleeping peacefully (or not) in his bed (or not). I could watch him sleep for hours, his face is the picture of innocent perfection, and fails to betray the mischief that lies just beneath the surface, awaiting the wakeful hours to be unleashed upon his poor, long-suffering mother.
Tutorials borrowed and wool that’s blue! We went to visit some friends over the weekend, and whilst there, I managed to fit in a trip to Spotlight, where, somehow, unbeknownst to me, a set of knitting looms managed to find their way into my hands, along with two balls of yarn & a crochet hook. Imagined how surprised I was when I got to
turn the dishes over! I had a little helper this morning as I was trying to get the kitchen tidy. “Mummy, washing?” the plea would come, as a ball, or a car came flying across the bench to land in the sink. “I help washing?” a little voice pleaded. I wanted to get the dishes done, and do something fun, not to mention the piles
After my post yesterday for Ruth’s blog header, a few of my other quilting girls have requested I have a play for them, so be prepared to be inundated with blgo headers. This one is for Tracey. I hope you like it, I won’t be offended if you don’t! Just click on the image to see it at full size. Now I’m going
I was all inspired to do some sewing on Sunday, so I dug out the fabric I scored at the op-shop a couple of weeks ago, and whipped up a little apron for myself, for crafty things. I often come home from wherever I’ve been, and am reluctant to do five minutes here or there, because I don’t want to get my good clothes dirty,