Sunday, September 30, 2012

cheer cheer the red and white

converse cuties celebration!
cuppa tea cupcakes at work

What an awesome weekend! The Swans won. My team, my boys, … they did it. They won. I was so stressed out for most of the day. It has now become a bit of a tradition to watch the Grand Final at my Weagle loving friend’s house. There were many Hawk supporters there (including my first born who decided to become brown and yellow supporter on the day!) , but a friend’s daughter and I are true Blood supporters. My my. How anxious we felt in that last quarter. My darling Kangaroo supporting partner took the primary parent role – which was in the children’s best interests in that last quarter as I flew my arms around firstly in despair, then hope and finally wild celebration. I was shaking for quite some time after the game. So emotional. So excited. Jumping up and down screaming like I was a child on a trampoline. Singing the team song & Lou Reed’s Perfect Day. After all the excitement died down, as I arrived home I actually started to feel sick - my body physically overwhelmed by the emotional rollercoaster of the afternoon.

Today I soaked it all in. Watching as many AFL shows as I could on free to air TV basking in the glory of their victory. ‘Twas a perfect day. ‘Twas a wonderful weekend. Cheer cheer the red and the white!

Friday, September 28, 2012

this moment

cheeky gibbon

{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, September 26, 2012

yarn along

yarn along 26.09.12

There are days when I just need to indulge myself with a little pick me up. An impulsive magazine purchase on a such a day is an easy way to bring a smile to me dial. Not only are magazines filled with colourful images and creative ideas – they also offer the promise of a quiet moment, some sunshine and maybe even a cup of tea.

I indulged myself with this Crochet Today magazine a few weeks back. It served its purpose on a bad day as a pick-me-up, but the inspiration factor wasn’t all there in the midst of winter.

Today it picked it up again, ready to be inspired with summer crochet ideas.

Joining in with Ginny’s Yarn Along.

Crocheted square Ravelled.

Friday, September 21, 2012

this moment

lego play

{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, September 20, 2012

ta-dah :: born to knit blankets

the needleWith this trusty needle I have been sewing together knitted squares and made three complete blankets for three children in need.  A small contribution.

born to knit blankets

It has been such a pleasure to sew these blankets together. I am  rather chuffed with how they’ve turned out. So many different contributors, so many different wools, so many different tensions and sizes… and it has worked. They’ve come together so nicely and are so full of love, kindness and warmth. Blankets full of hugs from people across Australia for children across the waters in poorer lands.

blanket 1blanket 2blanket 3

The children and I took the blankets to our nearest Save The Children store today to hand over the blankets. It was such a good feeling, the children were really excited too. It was so good that they too could be involved. They’ve been watching me knit , receive parcels and sew squares together for a couple of months now. We’ve had lots of conversations about how other children live and about how fortunate they are. We’ve spoken about the different ways we can all help others, including people much closer to home.

blanket 1 (2)

Originally I was going to post them, but I have to confess that I’ve got quite attached to these blankets. A small part of my everyday for the past couple of months has gone into them. In some ways they became friends. I felt anxious at the thought of them going astray in the post. Initially I felt a bit shy going in person but I’m so pleased that we did, not just for the children to be involved, but also to learn that the store had received many blankets ready to send OS.

blanket 2 (2)

… and now the blankets are on the next part of their journey while I’m sitting here at home feeling a little bit lost and lonely without them. A little bit sad that the project has come to an end

…for now.


Linking up.

the start :: the first square :: contributions :: more contributions :: and more contributions :: squares by moi

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

squares knitted by moi

squares knitted by moi

The born to knit blankets, yes blankets, are almost finished. I’m weaving in the ends of the last blanket and then tomorrow I’ll photograph and post them. In the end there were enough squares to make three and a half blankets – that’s fifty six squares – so very very totally awesome. Thankyou again to all those wonderful people who knitted a square or two or three. You’re all amazing. I’ll be sending three blankets and the other half I will finish off over the coming months ready to send off first thing in next year’s blanket drive.

knitting squares

I have so enjoyed knitting my contribution. I’ve knitted soaking up the sunshine and clear blue skies in my garden, on the couch watching children play or the footy, on a friend’s sofa as I babysat, in the car, in bed, at the gym…

I’ve practiced new skills like changing colours, stocking, rib, basket weave and moss stitch. I’ve used different needles, bamboo, metal and plastic. I’ve fixed, as best I could, mistakes. It has been a wonderful learning journey for me. At the start I was just starting to master a basic knit stitch, now I can do so many things that I feel ready to actually attempting to knit something other than a square!

So where to now? Do you have a beginner project or pattern to recommend or suggest?

Monday, September 17, 2012

getting out

at the parkat the park (2)

Spring sure has sprung in these parts. It is time to get out and about. Now is the time… because summer will be here before we know it and then we’ll be back indoors, or at least retreating into the shade, during the middle of the day.

Surprised Dave at work with an unexpected call to meet up with us for morning tea. Shouted him a coffee at a new cafe on Beaufort Street.

Got my first call from the school and had to pick E. up early. His first venture into the sick bay. A big dose of TLC and  he was feeling much better later in the afternoon. Not sure if he’ll make it to school tomorrow though – I can hear him moaning in his sleep as I type and when I last checked in on him he was tossing and turning, very restless indeed.

Today has been filled with lots of small and lovely moments. Crumpets for lunch. Siblings sharing. Watching DVDs. Snuggling under blankets. Playing ball with O. Group hugs. Lots of chit chat. Noice manners. Moments so small they will no doubt regrettably be forgotten.

Sunday, September 16, 2012

{how to} dangling bauble trim


To hook this crocheted dangling bauble trim work a couple of rows of single crochet as a foundation. To create the actual baubles: *6ch, 3 dc in 3rd chain from hook, 2ch, 1 slip stitch at base of the 3 dc stitches, a slip stitch in each of the chain stitches working back towards the foundation and then sc in next 3 scs (of foundation row)* repeat working your way around what ever it is you’re edging – in my case it was this sweet strawberries and cream poncho for Ms. M.

There you have it – how to hook dangling bauble trim. Make sense?

l US terminology

Saturday, September 15, 2012

time to go pool side

It is almost time to go pool side. Almost. A couple of hurdles to overcome though. The biggest is that our pool got “sick” over the winter and needs a pump overhaul to get it clean and healthy ready for the summer. Ker-plonk! …it is going to hurt my purse me thinks. The other hurdle is my perforated eardrum. It would seem I have an ear infection that has actually perforated my eardrum. That would explain why I have been *so* grumpy and emotional lately.

Oh well. At least Dora is hanging out poolside…

fun by the pool

This vintage pool set is intended for Barbie dolls, but Ms. M doesn’t have any …yet!

backyard pool set

I’m not pro-Barbie, but I’m not anti either. I remember playing with her as a young child and having a wonderful time. I had many. Along with Lego she was one of my most memorable toys. As an adult though I do have some concerns about her unrealistic figure, ideas of body image and representations of femineity.

So to this end I have adopted the attitude that when Ms. M asks for a Barbie then she’ll get one – not that day of course but when a ‘gift’ is appropriate. Her older school-going brother often suggests to her that she gets a Barbie and talks about how all the girls at school like Barbies. He is very keen for her to get one. Ms. M on the other hand at this time couldn’t seem less interested.

This very morning cuddling in bed I asked her what she’d like for her birthday. Predictably her brother piped in with the suggestion of a Barbie… but Ms. M shunned the idea instead proclaiming that she wants chocolate for her big day. Her birthday isn’t for a couple of months yet but I already know that I’m going to get her the huge 1kg box of Whittaker Chocolates*. She will be beside herself!

friends hanging out

So, what are your thoughts about Barbie? Are you her friend or foe?

* She’s an awesome sharer so no need to worry about childhood obesity – she won’t eat them all!

Friday, September 14, 2012

this moment

coffee in the park

{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, September 13, 2012

never enough

never enough time

Sands through the hour glass? Around these parts of late it has felt more like sands through the funnel. Frankly it’s a bit overwhelming. There is something on every day and the list of things to do just grows and grows and grows. Just now I want a holiday from my life.


Linking up.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

yarn along

yarn along

This is my first time playing along with Ginny’s Yarn Along. The new IKEA catalogue arrived at my home this week, and I’ve been threatening to flick through it’s pages, when that illusive “quiet” moment avails itself I’ll be sure to do so. Amidst the chaos I have been managing to knit a few stitches here and there. Time. It’s a bit of a theme for my week. I’ve been juggling, reminiscing, evaluating, prioritising, planning… time.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

poncho style (…and sometimes I wonder if you’re really a friend)


This past winter I hooked my darling girl a poncho, and because she is growing taller and taller with every day I sewed her a new pair of doily-jeans too. She and I both love doily jeans. They’re so pretty.

Ponchopom poms

Those of you who follow my instagram photo stream would have seen that a while back I made some pom-poms. They did take the better part of a day to make… it would seem that perhaps I made them a tad too big. Quite out of proportion for sure. The girl doesn’t mind though. She loves them. She is full of delight as she spins around wearing her poncho watching the pom poms fly and bounce.

Ms M's poncho style

Wind, hail, thunder, lightning and torrential rain in these parts just now. No sign of spring to speak of. Not ideal poncho wearing times at all – more raincoats, gumboot umbrella times. Still there will be lots of days to come that will be too warm for a jumper but not quite solo t-shirt wearing days – perfect for poncho wearing. I *think* I have hooked it large enough to get some wear for more than one season… but at the rate this little munchkin grows it really is hard to be sure.

Ms. M - totally beautiful to me

At the last moment a friend phoned me this morning seeking a baby sitter for her daughters as she headed off to the dentist. Half an hour later she dropped her girls off and bolted. She was running late. We had a delightful time all playing together, eating toast, dancing to ridiculously girly songs. It was a good time. Then an hour and a half later my friend came to collect her daughters… and frankly the good times for me ended.

On walking into my home she was started to  remark about how my partner and I had not yet completed our renovations and commenting on the shoddy work we’d done. I don’t know what I am suppose to say this? I am left gob smacked. I wish I had told her that unlike her we have no family support, and certainly not two grandmothers who care for our children all day once a day every week. That’s right, we don’t have two entire days of free childcare to get our errands and chores done. I wish I had told her that it wasn’t exactly our fault that the building wasn’t built square and that the old walls aren’t absolutely level. I wish I had told her that we weren’t even finished  and it wasn’t shoddy work in the least and even so what we had done was our absolute best effort under the circumstances. I wish I’d told her to keep her remarks to herself.

At this point, my daughter who was very excited to see my friend and who at this point in the day was tired and hungry – her own routine being thrown out the window so that we could do my friend a favour – needed to be asked by myself to calm down. To this my friend piped in with “Have your children started listening to you yet? They’ve never listened to you.” Um. Hello. What the? No my children do not listen to me every single time… nor is the reverse true. They’re people. I’m not sure what the hell you’re talking about sister but what ever it is it’s not useful, or true, or fair to me or my daughter. Shut up will you? (And no I don’t scream at my children in public, or smack them or humiliate them… and I have never put my nose into your business and remarked on how you do!)

Not five minutes later she was walking out the door thanking me for minding her smalls. It really was a pleasure I said, and it was. On leaving she commented on how my Ms. M had a disable persons hair cut. Um yes. That’s what she said… about MY daughter. I am offended on so many fronts. Firstly what is a disabled person’s hair cut? And why did she say that like it’s a bad thing? I haven’t noticed any one particular hair style of the participants in the current Paralympics. And secondly what makes her feel that it her place to make such a remark to myself and my daughter. Yes people… to my three year old daughter who was standing there right beside me. I wish I had said “Fuck off – you’re no friend.”