Wednesday, May 30, 2012



The White Blanket has commenced. I’ve hooked eleven of these squares to date, but think I will stop at twelve and start a new motif. Asked the boyfriend to flick through Jan Eaton’s book to see if there were any squares he particularly liked – thought it was the polite thing to do since he’d be sharing the blanket with me, and much to my surprise not only was he keen but he chose really tasteful squares too. Those two-great-minds-alike moments are precious aren’t they, so much better than the don’t-see-eye-to-eye-and-won’t-budge moments. So The White Blanket is off to a great start…


Monday, May 28, 2012

a scarf for a nudie

a knitted scarf

I’ve knitted a scarf!

My very first completed knitting project. I casted on, knitted to make a garter stitch and cast off. It ain’t perfect, its a wit wonky –  nonetheless I’m rather chuffed with it.

a knitted scarf (2) 

It is not a particularly large scarf. Actually it is rather a mini-scarf… but hey! – it still counts as my first knitted from go to woe project. It is for a little nudie. A little scarf to make him a little less nude.

For Christmas I made E. and Ms. M a doll each. The dolls were gifted nude as the sands fell through the hour glass a little faster than I’d planned. It wasn’t a big deal. E. and Ms. M are little nudists themselves… however in my mind I had thought that I’d have them dressed a little sooner than late Autumn.

Here is E’s doll hanging out nude. Quite the nudist contortionist isn’t he? E's doll

… and here he is looking rather less kinky and quirky in his new threads and knitted scarf. a knitted scarf & clothes (2)a knitted scarf & clothes

He could pass for being quite the conservative now me thinks. I’ve seen him at play so I know that he isn’t, but at least now he has a warm neck.


Sunday, May 27, 2012

eating from my garden :: aubergine


aubergine pasta

The aubergine, or eggplant if you prefer, in our garden is thriving. A favoured food in this household it is time for Dave’s delicious aubergine pasta. It is really really tasty, so good. Especially with homemade spaghetti.

Find the recipe here.

sunday snippets

flowersms maubergine harvestcloudsfeet up    

Linking up.

a new week and a winner

a new week

Last week was tough, a hard slog. It blitz me to the point where I don’t even have the emotional energy to write about it. By it’s end I was a drowned rat.

Today was the first day the new week. There was a chance to put my feet up and recharge my batteries. I am ready for the new week. Bring it on… but with less intensity than last week please.

…and finally I drew the winner of my surprise giveaway… the winner is …

and the winner is Cam @ Curly Pops



Friday, May 25, 2012

this moment

9mths tickle time

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week.  A simple, special, extraordinary moment.  A moment I want to pause, savour and remember.

Playing along with soule mama.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

golly gosh blah blah blah

easy dinner

My my. The past week or so has been tough. Three sick children, all with different ailments, my energy levels drained to new lows. There hasn’t been a lot of sleeping. There have been a lot of tears, tantrums, moaning and groaning. A lot of laundry. An increasing sense of being overwhelmed as basic jobs such as shopping for the groceries are neglected. There have been lots of hugs and cuddles too. Moments of great pride as well – especially when E. was at PMH receiving his bee desensitation injections. There have been lots of easy dinners.

Many many sunny days …and yet sighing and lamenting “when it rains it pours” too often for my liking.

As I have been a bit preoccupied I’m yet to draw the winner of my giveaway – I’m still catching up on my life so I’ll leave the giveaway open until midnight Friday (WST) and then draw the winner on Saturday morning – if you haven’t done so already be sure to throw your name into the draw here.

the third drawer down

third draw down

This is one of four third drawers down in our kitchen. The third drawer down is the bottom drawer and this one is full of the children’s bits and pieces. As you can see they help themselves to what they need and have implemented their own organisational system. It works. 

Playing along with Cherie over at Waste Do Not Want.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

cute as a button

yellow apple skirt yellow apple buttonrolled hem

A little yellow apple skirt for Ms. M. More cheery sunshine for what can at times be a rather drab time of year. No modelled shots for you though because the girl and I are at a bit of an impasse you see. She refuses to wear the skirt with the cute little apple button, which incidentally was bought by her older brother especially for her, and I refuse to take it off. The skirt has been finished for a week now… and there is no sign that either of us will budge. 

Linking up.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

a colourful square and a bag full of white

Far Pavilion SquareThe second square for the crochet-along is finished.  It came together quickly and if it hadn’t been for a sleepless little helper would have been hooked up in a night.

Far Pavilion Square 2

It is much bigger than the first square I made. I’m not really fussed about that though. I’ll just hook up the squares as they come and then when they’re all made I’ll make some more, add rows to some, perhaps strip back others… I’ll make ‘em fit into an afghan somehow. I’m enjoying the organic way in which this afghan will come together - I have no idea what is to come. An exercise in having fun with colour and letting what will be … be.

Far Pavilion Square 3


Balancing the colour and randomness of the crochet along is my planned winter project. I bought the yarn at the  last BWM end of year sale and finally the weather is getting cool enough to inspire me to start hooking.

lovely lovely yarn

I’m undertaking to make an afghan for my bed. Yep. Something for me and my dearest love to snuggle under. The intention is to hook it this winter so that it will be ready for the next.

a bag of frost

It will be known as “The White Blanket”, but with any luck it won’t prove to be divisive like the Beatle’s White Album was. In my imagination it will be singular in colour but varied in stitches, techniques and patterns. In my dreams my love and I will snuggle and cuddle under the weight of the love that will stitched and woven into the yarny fibres. In my hopes the children won’t get it too grubby when they jump into bed early in the mornings.

It is grey and rainy here today – perfect hooky weather. Time to delve into the bag and start hooking.

Have you started any new projects lately?

Got a special project planned for the winter months?

Will you be hooking today???

Monday, May 14, 2012

just another day really, except with a funny breakfast

So how was your mother’s day? Ok? Noice? Sad? Happy?

It was pretty much just another day of the week here, except for a rather odd breakfast.

breakfast in bedFrom what I could hear from the bedroom my big boy was director of catering. He went outside to the orange tree and selected the fruit that he then squeezed by hand to make juice. He choose the cornflakes and organised a tray, bowls, cutlery and was inspired to include a carrot on the menu. I could hear that his sister was willingly taking orders and following instructions, caught up in his excitement that it was mother’s day. No doubt she suspected there’d be cake later on in the day.

I received handmade cards and gifts. Delightful for sure. Best of all there were lots and lots and lots of hugs and kisses.

Dave picked up a cappuccino and a croissant when he was down the shops buying milk and bread. That was nice too.

If the weather was fine the plan was to have a picnic. But it wasn’t, so we didn’t. Maybe next weekend, or the one after, or just one down the track. Everyone has been suffering illnesses of varied symptoms and degrees so the  quiet day in was good for all.

We tried for a photo of me and my mob, so much tricker than it sounds.

me and my mob on mother's day

I wonder if E. will notice that I’m a weet-bix girl by next year’s mother’s day.

Saturday, May 12, 2012

the first square

wave square

Ta-dah! My first square for my first crochet along. I’m playing along here making crochet squares. There will be a new square every fortnight. I hooked this one on Friday night while I watched the footy… well okay - I didn’t really watch the footy but I did sit in the same room as someone that was watching the footy. That sort-a counts doesn’t it? Anyways, this square was pretty quick to put together so if you want to join in it wouldn’t be hard to catch up.

Details ravelled here.

Friday, May 11, 2012

this moment

watching & considering his older siblings

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment.  A moment I want to pause, savour and remember.

Playing along with soule mama.

Thursday, May 10, 2012


Mother’s day is approaching. This afternoon I attended my son’s Mother’s Day afternoon tea with his class at his school and it did not turn out to be one of those heart swelling with pride moments, quite the contrary in fact. He is human, he wasn’t having a great behaviour day. It happens. I felt sad. He feels sorry. We’re moving on.

To lighten my mood I’m going to share with you a memory that will probably never be erased from my mind. It was the early 1990s and I was still at high school. It was a rainy day and so my mother had offered to give me a lift up to school. Lots of mothers must have had the same idea that day because there were lots of cars on the wet Sydney roads and it took more than one change of lights to pass through an intersection. There we were, mother and daughter, sitting in our white third generation Nissan Pulsar (c1988) the rain pelting down on the windscreen from above and the sounds of cars forging their way through puddles all around (because the roads in Sydney weren’t/aren’t very good). The radio was on. Chrissie Amphlett and my mother are singing, loudly, “I don’t want anybody else, when I think about you I touch myself, ooh I don’t want anybody else…”  It was awkward.

Twenty years later and I threaten to burn similarly awkward and disturbing memories on to my own precious cherubs… although I might just be lucky enough to get away with it since I’m pretty sure they think I’m singing along to a song about kitty cats.

Turn it up loud peeps… this is the song we rock the car out with on the school run as we drive the ‘burbs in our Mama wagon…

Lloyd - Dedication To My Ex (Miss That) ft... by

ETA: I just noticed that if you view the embedded clip through my phone the word “pussy” is changed to “loving” … I suppose Llyod is preparing for a radio release??? Anyway … here is a youtube clip with the lyrics as per CD we listen to in the car… that way you’ll get the full effect…

And another question… how come the same embedded code brings up a different clip if I’m viewing on my phone versus my computer. Strange? How does it do that???

yoga suit

my little ray of sunshine

The cooler weather is almost here. It has been on the verge of arriving for some time now but not truly here. There has only been a handful of days where a jumper (sweater) has been needed, possibly this is because we’ve been fortunate enough to have had quite a few raining days and the cloud cover keeps the warmth in. One of my little rays of sunshine now has a yellow yoga suit to keep her warm and cheery on such grey and gloomy days.

yoga suit

It is very good for moving around in. Easy to squat down ready to blast off like a rocket ship into space, good for silly robot dances and I’ve been informed that it is the perfect outfit for jumping in muddy puddles.

Ms M in her yellow yoga suit

the hoodie - cute blue flower lining

I’m really loving the little blue flower lining with the bright yellow. It’s a happy combination for certain. I’ve been struggling with choosing sizes for Ms. M of late. She keeps sprouting up on me. In this instance it would seem I’ve been a bit cautious and so there is plenty of room for her to grow.

The yellow fleecy knit was a bargain at $2/mtr and the floral knit lining was also a bargain and had been hanging out in the stash for some time now. The pattern was purchased long long ago, it too was snapped up when it was on special. So there you go… a very special yoga suit indeedy.

my darling girl Oh my sweet girl you bring light & warmth to my heart.


Linking up with the creative crew.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

an interview


The lovely Larissa of Create for Life has interviewed me as part of the Creating Success Around the World blog hop.

You can read the interview here.

…BUT before you rush off if you’re up for a surprise then don’t forget to enter my bloggy-versary giveaway here.

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

four years on

a yellow ladybug

Four years on this is my six hundred and eighty-eighth post. Today is my bloggy-versary. Born on a sleepless night as a whim, I had no idea where this bloggy journey was going to take me. Little did I know the people I would meet, the connections I would make and the skills I would acquire. It has been a magnificent surprise and a wonderful ride.

To celebrate I’d like to have a little giveaway. The prize? Well that is a surprise and won’t actually be determined until I know how wins (chosen randomly). So… if you’re up for a surprise, just as I was when I started this blog, then leave a comment on this post (with a means of me contacting you if you’re the lucky winner). Competition open to anyone, anywhere… just leave a comment on this post.

So thanks to you, my dear reader, for hanging in with me on this … (cliche alert) *gag* journey! May we continue to hangout together in this little space for some time to come.

Monday, May 7, 2012


a pile of salvaged material

A small and exquisite pile of fabric that started life as a chair cover.

chair cover

Discovered on an oppy adventure and purchased for the super bargain price of a dollar. It doesn’t fit my chair. I never expected that it would. I bought it because I just adore the print. It is beautiful.

pretty chair cover print

I love the colours. The floral design. The scale. I love it all. It makes me smile, in a soft way. Not an I’m so happy ear to ear kind of way, rather a bitter sweet curling of the mouth’s edges.

chair cover little running stitches

Little uneven running stitches led me to believe that the chair cover was homemade.


Alas not. I think it has been handmade… but more likely in sweatshop or factory conditions. A sad start to it’s life. There was a number hand written on the under side too which gave me the impression that perhaps this item lived in a nursing home for sometime too. Of course I don’t really know. I can only speculate. There is a sadness that is associated with this cover and print, a melancholy perhaps. A beautiful sadness. Sadness can be beautiful too can’t it? I think so.

a pile of salvaged fabric 2

Cut up, unpicked, laundered and hung on the line on a sunny day this fabric is now ready for a new life. A new beginning.

Linking up with  Sophie and friends at Her Library Adventures today for the very first time.

Sunday, May 6, 2012

knitted for them by their great grandmother

knitted jumpersknitted jumpers 2

These wonderful knits that my mob are wearing have been knitted by their great grandmother. Aren’t they just amazing? Of course they don’t really appreciate just how special the jumpers are. They know that they’ve been made especially for them, they know that they’ve been made with a whole lotta love and they know that they’ve been made by a great grandparent who lives a long way away. They know this stuff but they don’t really understand. Maybe one day they’ll get to meet her. I hope so.

knitted jumpers 3

Taking photos of these three on my own is near impossible. They’re so easily distracted. The big boy won’t stop a chattering, the middle girl wriggles and wriggles thus flashing her undies in every second shot and the little babe well he is too interested in eating the leaves and dirt to keep still and look up for a photo. 

Thursday, May 3, 2012


There has been a lot of pumpkin at our place today.

pumpkin roasting pumpkin boiling pumpkin
pumpkin in the slow cooker recipe for pumpkin scones pumpkin scones hot out of the oven
delicious pumpkin soup  pumpkin pizza

Pumpkin has been roasted, boiled, mashed, and blended. Baby O has eaten pumpkin mash and roast pumpkin pieces and the rest of us have enjoyed pumpkin scones, pumpkin soup and pumpkin pizza. There was even pumpkin in the pizza crust. Delicious it was too. Really really yummy.

I’m thinking that Ms. M and I might have made too many batches of scones lately because I was rather put out with the pumpkin scone recipe that I followed. Throughout the entire make-y process I was deeply in thought about whether or not I was actually making a scone at all. Firstly the recipe called for the butter and sugar to be creamed – a cake making method and secondly the recipe included an egg – another cake element. The end result was certainly something that tasted like scones, not cakes. The process has left me wanting to research scones more. That in itself worries me… clearly I need a life!!!

Do you know anything about pumpkin scones? Are they just an Australian food? What’s your favourite pumpkin recipe?