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Showing posts with label fun stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fun stuff. Show all posts
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
LionBrand
I pop in to Lion Brand's free pattern section a lot. Poking around to dream about what I may someday do but I only noticed this today.
Lion Brand has a blog called the Lion Brand Notebook which has a very interesting article on how to make Recyclable Bags. By Recycled bags it means reusing plastic shopping bags and making them into a messenger bag, or a crocheted mini shoulder bag; or using the ribbon from VCR tapes and making a sling bag. (I'd call the last two purses, but that's my opinion).
It looks very interesting. Could especially be good for the bags that had ripped or slitted on the way home and can't be reused as is. Just so happens that's the case for us a lot.
Lion Brand has a blog called the Lion Brand Notebook which has a very interesting article on how to make Recyclable Bags. By Recycled bags it means reusing plastic shopping bags and making them into a messenger bag, or a crocheted mini shoulder bag; or using the ribbon from VCR tapes and making a sling bag. (I'd call the last two purses, but that's my opinion).
It looks very interesting. Could especially be good for the bags that had ripped or slitted on the way home and can't be reused as is. Just so happens that's the case for us a lot.
Saturday, May 03, 2008
amigurumi and an exchange
Angelsan crochets those cute little ,amigurumi characters which I find amazing anyone can do. I didn't realize how odd I am, until I mentioned how cute I think they are- especially the food ones. (Mmmmm, donuts......)
Oh my word. Come to think of it, a crayola crayon would be divine too! Or even a little box of them.
Here is an example of some of them. I love the ones of cupcakes, cinnamon rolls, and other sweets. I love them with and without the little happy faces.
I think it all ties in with how I like personification.
Now, whether I would try to learn how to make them? No clue. But they are fun to look at.
I participated in an exchange of humbugs. I sent mine out and remembered to take pictures this time. I can't wait until she gets them so I can post the pictures. They were fun to make, though I was nervous for most of the creating. I'd definitely do it again! Plus it could be a very nice style of finishing for ornaments and even little scissor fobs.
Did I mention these were my first finishes of the year????
Oh my word. Come to think of it, a crayola crayon would be divine too! Or even a little box of them.
Here is an example of some of them. I love the ones of cupcakes, cinnamon rolls, and other sweets. I love them with and without the little happy faces.
I think it all ties in with how I like personification.
Now, whether I would try to learn how to make them? No clue. But they are fun to look at.
I participated in an exchange of humbugs. I sent mine out and remembered to take pictures this time. I can't wait until she gets them so I can post the pictures. They were fun to make, though I was nervous for most of the creating. I'd definitely do it again! Plus it could be a very nice style of finishing for ornaments and even little scissor fobs.
Did I mention these were my first finishes of the year????
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Flosskids Contest!
This came as a surprise to me, but there is an essay contest for flosskids to enter and write about their flossmoms. The lucky entry gets a gift certificate for their mom and themselves! So, flosskids you can Enter here!
Some of the details:
Some of the details:
"Here in the US, Mother's Day is celebrated on Sunday, May 11th.
Take a moment and enter your FlossMom for a chance to win a $15 gift certificate at PatternsOnline.com for her - and a $10 gift certificate for yourself!
Email us at flossmoms@gmail.com with subject "Mother's Day Entry."
Include the following information:
1. Your EMS Name and your email address
2. Your FLOSSMOM's EMS Name
3. Why you think YOUR FlossMom should be our winner.
Note: Only ONE email accepted per match up. (so 1 per child) If a mom has multiple children they each can send in an entry. (So if a mom has five floss kids, they can each submit one entry for a total of 5 entries for the one mom - so get your siblings to enter as well!)
All entries must be received by Midnight, CST on Friday, May 9th. Winner will be chosen by my husband, someone who knows noone and will not be biased. The better the "essay" - the better your chances. The winning "essay" WILL be posted so keep that in mind when entering. "
Friday, April 18, 2008
interesting take
DMC's newsletters might be getting a little more interesting.
There was a free pattern of one of the squares of the Stitchopoly Game they have put out. The "Stitch-opoly Diva of Stitching, Emma Broidery™" is mentioned (news to me!) and the design tied in to the game, being one of the squares you can land on. It's cute. A butterfly design.
I think I need to see first hand how those Satin threads feel.
You believe me, don't you?
Looks as though they may have just renamed the rayons, which I love, though they jump while you stitch with them if you go too fast, but they feel like heaven through your fingers. Pretty.
There was a free pattern of one of the squares of the Stitchopoly Game they have put out. The "Stitch-opoly Diva of Stitching, Emma Broidery™" is mentioned (news to me!) and the design tied in to the game, being one of the squares you can land on. It's cute. A butterfly design.
I think I need to see first hand how those Satin threads feel.
You believe me, don't you?
Looks as though they may have just renamed the rayons, which I love, though they jump while you stitch with them if you go too fast, but they feel like heaven through your fingers. Pretty.
Monday, March 10, 2008
stitching meets games
Have you see the Stitchopoly game? I think I need that. Wonder though if I could talk the kids in playing with me, hee hee hee.
I hadn't even heard any mention of it... just that it's made by DMC and happened to spot it in the ABC Stitch Therapy newsletter by email.
I hadn't even heard any mention of it... just that it's made by DMC and happened to spot it in the ABC Stitch Therapy newsletter by email.
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Thursday, February 07, 2008
eBook Release
Pamela Kellogg's E-Book, "Elegant Crazy Quilt Seam Treatments" Volume 1 is now available for purchase!
It looks like a must-have to me!
It looks like a must-have to me!
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Monday, January 14, 2008
flossbox findings
One word,wow.
Emily, of The Flossbox, (a site with tons of interesting info and wonderful free patterns) posted about a comparison she did of a few crafts such as cross stitch, knitting, crochet, scrapbooking and more to see what people are really doing for crafts.
The results are so interesting.
Emily, of The Flossbox, (a site with tons of interesting info and wonderful free patterns) posted about a comparison she did of a few crafts such as cross stitch, knitting, crochet, scrapbooking and more to see what people are really doing for crafts.
The results are so interesting.
Tee hee hee~
"Some people are like Slinkies . . . not really good for anything, but you
still can't help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs."
~Unknown
still can't help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs."
~Unknown
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Um, okay.....
| You'll die from a Heart Attack during Sex. | ||||
| Your a lover not a fighter but sadly, in the act of making love your heart will stop. But what a way to go. | ||||
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| 'How will you die?' at QuizGalaxy.com |
Monday, December 17, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Thursday, December 06, 2007
Mom's Letter to Santa

(taken from an EMS poster)
Dear Santa,
I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than my doctor, sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground.
I was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles, and who knows when I'll find anymore free time in the next 18 years.
Here are my Christmas wishes:
I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than my doctor, sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground.
I was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles, and who knows when I'll find anymore free time in the next 18 years.
Here are my Christmas wishes:
I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color, except purple,which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the breeze; but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store.
I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh month of my last pregnancy.
If you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music; a television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking animals; and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.
On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, "Yes, Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools.
I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting "Don't eat in the living room" and "Take your hands off your brother ," because my voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can only be heard by the dog.
If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning , or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container.
If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning , or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container.
If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely. It would be helpful if you could coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an organized crime family.
Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is ringing and my son saw my feet under the laundry room door. I think he wants his crayon back.
Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and come in and dry off so you don't catch cold. Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many or leave crumbs on the carpet.
Yours Always, MOM...!
P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my request s if you can keep my children young enough to believe in Santa.
Yours Always, MOM...!
P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my request s if you can keep my children young enough to believe in Santa.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Oh to be a cat...
"CAT DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are
fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for
the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in
order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my
dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit
on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their
feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it
clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made
condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am.
Bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was
placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However,
I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my
confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what
this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my
tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try
this again tomorrow - but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and
snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly
released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is
obviously retarded. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him
communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports
my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in
an elevated cell, so he is safe.
For now . ."
*Emailed by my good friend Karen- source unknown.
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are
fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for
the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in
order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my
dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit
on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their
feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it
clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made
condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am.
Bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was
placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However,
I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my
confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what
this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my
tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try
this again tomorrow - but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and
snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly
released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is
obviously retarded. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him
communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports
my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in
an elevated cell, so he is safe.
For now . ."
*Emailed by my good friend Karen- source unknown.
Friday, October 26, 2007
another mental challenge
I was searching for a map for my son for his homework assignment (poor guy has been home all week and is trying to chip at homework) and came across this World Map Game.
Good luck! I got only 2 or 3, and most of the countries I have never heard of!
Good luck! I got only 2 or 3, and most of the countries I have never heard of!
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
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