Not a minute to spare

After I finished procrastinating on Tuesday, I got busy.  I started cutting fabric, laying it out and actually sewing.  By Tuesday night at dinner time, I had one of seven crafts finished.  I was a bit concerned that I would run out of time, and briefly thought about changing course, but forged ahead anyways.  Once I figured out how to do them in an assembly line fashion, it went much faster.

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Notice the wool floating in my coffee?  I don't recommend that - not so tasty.  I was in such a frenzy that I was throwing things without knowing or caring where they landed.  I was up at 6:30 crafting until I had to get the kids ready for school and did not stop until 7:30 p.m. with the exception of a 1 1/2 hour break to work on the playground at Jane's school and about 40 minutes for dinner with the family.  At 7:32 I got in the shower and was at the restaurant by 7:55 with wet hair and completed crafts - only 25 minutes late!  I couldn't have done it without Fatty's help, either.  He rescued me by taking the kids to soccer - what a guy.

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I made patchwork scarves from Denyse Schmidt's Quilts.  I've been wanting to make this project and was finally able to when the wools at my local fabric store were on deep sale - about $4 to $5 a yard.  Woo hoo!  I paired them with some cotton prints from my stash and some bits of leftover silk.  Ta da!  Scarves.

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I didn't get to take photos of them individually (no time for that!), but here is one.

I will share the goodies I scored sometime soon.  I need to take the pictures, clean up my mess, do the laundry and squeeze in a nap.  Not necessarily in that order.

Temporary Paralysis

Do you ever have something you really want to make, but can't get yourself to make it?  That is how I have been feeling the last few days.

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I sorted my wools, piled them up and there they have sat untouched for several days now.  It's like I am afraid to cut.  I don't have much fabric to spare so I guess I am just scared that I will mess up.  But, I have to get going - the craft swap is tomorrow.  Tomorrow, people!   I've had three months to get the job done and I only have myself to blame.

Do you think procrastination is genetic?  I'm beginning to wonder if I have some small, unknown gene that won't allow me to get things done with time to spare...

Enough chatting.  I have work to do.

Going with the flow

OK - I am back with more words.  Thanks for bearing with me as I posted photos last week.  I actually enjoyed looking at my life and seeing how all the little things come together and make up my day.  That said, I did not get as much accomplished as I had hoped.  Life itself just got in the way.  The unexpected happened, you know.  Like that broken furnace....who plans for that?

I did get some crafty things done.  I made this t-shirt for my friend Lynette's birthday.

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Those flowers came straight from a fat quarter of Heather Bailey's Freshcut.  I did not set out with this idea in mind.  It just kind of came to me.  And I like how it turned out.  So much so that I am going to make one for myself.  In fact, I already have the shirt.:)

Delay Tactics

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Just in case you think we've gone to the beach (wouldn't that be nice?), this is a photo from last summer. This is Kate when she thinks she is being clever.  Tonight, after being "in bed" for an hour (she was goofing around and playing in her room, but I generally choose not to fight that battle), she came downstairs.  Here's our conversation:

Me:  Go to bed, Kate.
Kate:  Mom, I need to tell you something.
Me:  Make it fast.
Kate:  Well.....it's a few things.  It might take a little while.
Me:  Get going then.
Kate:  I love you...  And you are pretty...  And you have beautiful hair...  And I like your earrings...  And your sweater...  And I really, really like your......(long pause, thinking face).....couch.
Me:  My couch?
Kate (giggling):  Yes, the couch. (fit of giggles ensues).  Goodnight Mom.
Me:  Goodnight Kate.  I love you.
Kate:  I know that Mom.

She cracks me up.  Daily.

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