On the 1st August 2009 I ordered my first sewing machine, it arrived shortly afterwards so I reckon my first proper stitches would have been about now! I can't believe I have only been sewing for a year now, it is such a big part of my life now! So much that at Christmas I took the opportunity of upgrading my sewing machine to a lovely one with tonnes of stitches and a range of feet!
I have come so far too! My first proper project was a Morsbag, since then I have made costumes, clothes for me and the girls, all the Christmas gifts last year, bags and so much more! I have a fabric stash that takes over 2 huge laundry bags and all my sewing stuff seems to take over the dining room! I can't share my current projects yet... I will, but not just yet! However I have recently learned piping and am planning on abusing that new project!
Kindly the Gods have decided to aide me in my quest of crafty goodness and have inspired the good makers of Hobbycraft to open a shop near me. Better yet, John Lewis are opening a home dept near me too (I nearly crashed the car when I saw that!). That will be open on the 26th August and I absolutely cannot wait! I can hear my debit card weeping already (and it has already had a pounding in Hobbycraft!).
How have I celebrated my anniversary?! Well I purchased a walking foot today from Ebay and am happily awaiting it's delivery so I can finish off Phoebe's quilt.
Friday, 6 August 2010
Thursday, 5 August 2010
Impetigo attack.
Urgh, I finally took Phoebe to the doctors about her dribble rash that I suspected might have been impetigo. I was right and the doctor suggested that a topical cream might be better as it is only a small batch. However as Phoebe has been having screaming ab dabs about us putting any cream on her I asked for oral anti biotics. She prescribed flucloxacillin which is possibly the most revolting tasting medicine known to man. So far I have tried bribery: FAIL, masking it: FAIL, forcing it: FAIL. I am at a loss as to what to try next to be honest.
I am going to call the doctors tomorrow and beg for a new prescription of cream for her. Pesky children!
I am going to call the doctors tomorrow and beg for a new prescription of cream for her. Pesky children!
Damn you advertising!
My girls are thankfully mostly pretty blasé to the ridiculous level of advertising inbetween TV shows on Tiny POP! etc. It is admittedly less controlable since Phoebe learned how to flick through the TV channels (well the 4 we have... I am too tight to pay for the rest of them!). Thankfully they seem to bore her and she changes the channel. However in the last couple of days it seems they aren't as immune as I had hoped!
Exhibit One:
In Sainsbury's in the cleaners aisle a little voice pops up with:
Daddy do we need more Cilit Bang? Bang! And the dirt is gone!
Exhibit Two:
Purchasing Phoebe's school shoes in M&S
Mummy are these Lellie Kellies
(My response: No, and you will only get those over my dead body sweetie).
Exhibit One:
In Sainsbury's in the cleaners aisle a little voice pops up with:
Daddy do we need more Cilit Bang? Bang! And the dirt is gone!
Exhibit Two:
Purchasing Phoebe's school shoes in M&S
Mummy are these Lellie Kellies
(My response: No, and you will only get those over my dead body sweetie).
Wednesday, 4 August 2010
You know what irks me about children?!
Nothing is EVER enough. Take today for example:
I took them to "Making Music" at the library where they got to make musical instruments. Phoebe made a drum and Clara a twiddly drum. By the time we were half way through they were asking about lunch (it was 11am!). At 12 o'clock we went to lunch in Yo Sushi, half way through that they started asking about pudding. I needed to do some shopping (mostly for them) and by the time we had done one shop the whinging for pudding was reaching cataclysmic proportions. I threatened that if they didn't stop they couldn't have pudding, they stopped so we got pudding. Then they moaned their legs were tired from scooting. Now they are moaning they are bored!
I know they will become grateful soon but it is very soul destroying day after day when everything you do is never enough!
I took them to "Making Music" at the library where they got to make musical instruments. Phoebe made a drum and Clara a twiddly drum. By the time we were half way through they were asking about lunch (it was 11am!). At 12 o'clock we went to lunch in Yo Sushi, half way through that they started asking about pudding. I needed to do some shopping (mostly for them) and by the time we had done one shop the whinging for pudding was reaching cataclysmic proportions. I threatened that if they didn't stop they couldn't have pudding, they stopped so we got pudding. Then they moaned their legs were tired from scooting. Now they are moaning they are bored!
I know they will become grateful soon but it is very soul destroying day after day when everything you do is never enough!
Tuesday, 3 August 2010
Survival of the grimmest!
Yesterday I was rather like a zombie, the previous night having only got approximately 2 hrs sleep on account of a sore throat and being irritatingly bunged up but with no, erm, movement! Thankfully the girls were on good form and were reasonably well behaved all day which was good as I spent a lot of it dozing on the sofa!
Phoebe's genius idea was for me to drive them to the park so they could play and then for me to leave them there so I could come home and sleep! She was a bit miffed when I said no to that one.
Still I slept last night (Benylin Day and Night, how I love you!) so am feeling marginally more human today. This means we can manage swimming and a few basic chores around the house at least. I am hoping this vile cold sods off soon as I hate being poorly!
Phoebe's genius idea was for me to drive them to the park so they could play and then for me to leave them there so I could come home and sleep! She was a bit miffed when I said no to that one.
Still I slept last night (Benylin Day and Night, how I love you!) so am feeling marginally more human today. This means we can manage swimming and a few basic chores around the house at least. I am hoping this vile cold sods off soon as I hate being poorly!
Monday, 2 August 2010
Toy Story Outings.
What fun we had on Saturday when we were joined by our lovely friends Mahri-Claire, Greg and Mike and assorted children. The plan was for the Daddies to take them to Toy Story whilst the Mummies enjoyed the fabled quiet lunch. Everyone arrived and were fed with sausages or pasta depending on preference and then the cinema party was ushered out and myself and Mahri-Claire took ourselves and Baby 'Thaniel off to a local tapas restaurant.
There was only one little hiccup in that Sebastian, the smallest of the cinema party, did not like the cinema on account of it being too noisy. So Greg popped him back to us in the restaurant and then headed back to enjoy the movie. It wasn't a problem at all and Sebastian charmed all the waiters and was so well behaved we barely knew he was there!
When we all got home the children were buzzing (no pun intended) from seeing a fab movie and having a fab time! And the Mummies were feeling suitably relaxed and happy following a lovely lunch!
My triumph came at tea time when feeding the children more sausages and pasta we realised that frankfurters weren't suitable for Lexi as they have dairy in them. So we gave him chicken nuggets, fine not a problem except he declared he hated fish fingers and wouldn't eat them! At this point Rowan, who is a fussy pants and whose usual fair is sausages, sausages or sausages, piped up that she loved them so we handed them over under the guise of fish fingers... not only did she eat the lot but I had to cook more for her! Hurrah!
It is so wonderful spending time with people who parent like you do, and who parent as a group rather than only seeing to their own children. I trust these people implicitly with my children and know that if they get up to no good then they get a ticking off, similarly if they need a hug or comforting it is there in droves! I hope they feel the same about myself and Paul.
There was only one little hiccup in that Sebastian, the smallest of the cinema party, did not like the cinema on account of it being too noisy. So Greg popped him back to us in the restaurant and then headed back to enjoy the movie. It wasn't a problem at all and Sebastian charmed all the waiters and was so well behaved we barely knew he was there!
When we all got home the children were buzzing (no pun intended) from seeing a fab movie and having a fab time! And the Mummies were feeling suitably relaxed and happy following a lovely lunch!
My triumph came at tea time when feeding the children more sausages and pasta we realised that frankfurters weren't suitable for Lexi as they have dairy in them. So we gave him chicken nuggets, fine not a problem except he declared he hated fish fingers and wouldn't eat them! At this point Rowan, who is a fussy pants and whose usual fair is sausages, sausages or sausages, piped up that she loved them so we handed them over under the guise of fish fingers... not only did she eat the lot but I had to cook more for her! Hurrah!
It is so wonderful spending time with people who parent like you do, and who parent as a group rather than only seeing to their own children. I trust these people implicitly with my children and know that if they get up to no good then they get a ticking off, similarly if they need a hug or comforting it is there in droves! I hope they feel the same about myself and Paul.
Sunday, 1 August 2010
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