Thursday, May 31, 2007
Except for the two smaller ones, these were all done with Peaches & Creme cotton worsted yarn. I bought the Mason-Dixon special package directly from Elmore Pisgah, the manufacturer. They weren't offering the same assortment just now when I looked, but it included about a dozen different colors which have been very fun to play with. My order looked like this right out of the box.
And just for fun, here's a hilarious link which I re-happened upon last night. James Lilek's Gallery of Regrettable Food is a collection of recipes from vintage cookbooklets, with commentary written from today's perspective. Definitely worth a look.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Among the treasures I happened upon: a $5 pattern from crafty alien for knitted and felted sea creatures in case anyone was going to the beach with 6 kids in July, cherry earrings from wonderful to match my new red shirt, and the find of the decade, small cotton vintage mushrooms made in Germany in the '50's from small stump. We had some mushrooms like this that we bought in Italy in the '70's that we still put on our Christmas tree every year. Unfortunately they were starting to show their age, so now I have 80 more in mint condition! Woo hoo!
And actually there is one more item that I have kind of on order, but that's still in process so I can't show you that. At $11, with maybe an additional dollar or two for shipping, this remaining item is the most expensive item yet, seeing as everything else shown here cost less than $10 each, even with shipping.
I've decided that virtually any gift I need I can find on etsy. While there is some stuff on there that has that "fireside touch," as my mom calls it (meaning it looks like it was done in the dark), most of what's there is absolutely amazing. It's like the biggest 24-hour craft fair ever. In fact, if there's a downside, it's that there's so much stuff on there that there's no way you can browse through 1200 pages of earrings, for example.
I know that it's not news to lots of people that this site is incredible, but today I just felt like I had to share the love.
Friday, May 25, 2007
Nate finished his first season of baseball. After he broke his arm two days before opening day, he got his short cast on just in time to participate in the last two games before the end of the season. Fortunately for everyone involved it's a pretty low-key league, so we didn't have to worry too much about fast balls, sliding, or any other kind of body or even baseball contact.
Except that Nate actually was a pretty good hitter, as you can tell in this cool picture taken by Tim. Note the literal tongue in cheek.
Charlotte graduated from the pre-K class she's been in since February of 2005. She'll be moving on to kindergarten and, in a very exciting move for all of us, especially me, she'll ride on the same bus as Nate next year, meaning that I only have one bus to put people on and take people off of, thereby saving me about an hour of effort and rushing to get home.
It's hard to read the certificate, but it says "Most Likely to Succeed," an interesting superlative given that everyone else in the same class got the same exact certificate with only the name changed.
And Hattie's class participated in the singing program for all the 3-year-old classes. This performance was a landmark for us, seeing as she actually sang along this time instead of frowning at the floor like she has in past performances. We were very proud.
I was going to include pictures of swim practice, but really we have a whole month left for that. And that's more of a summer event anyway.
So it's official. Summer is here! Happy weekend everybody!
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
And since Charlotte will be in kindergarten next year, she'll have a different speech teacher. Meaning that this is also the end of her speech notebook project, which has been going on every school year since February of 2005.
Although I'll be sorry not to have more of these to look back at, I'm not going to miss having to think up and draw these late on Monday nights so Charlotte can take them to school with her on Tuesday mornings.
For anyone who may be going through withdrawal, here's the whole set on flickr. And if I get really motivated, maybe I'll go back through and scan the ones that haven't made it onto flickr yet.
Friday, May 18, 2007
We just got back from a shindig in Nate's class -- it was a Dance-Off (his class is the Rock-n-Rollers). They split the class up into 4 decades: fifties, sixties, seventies and eighties. I picked sixties because Hattie has a groovy tie-dyed shirt*, but in retrospect I should have picked eighties, because I probably still own lots of clothes from that decade. Plus I vividly remember what people wore then, seeing as I was in high school and college. *ahem -- dating self here*
But working within the '60's theme, I would have liked to have gone in a cute dress with go-go boots. However, seeing as I don't have the boots, the cute dress, or a shape that would allow me to wear them without burning people's retinas out, I opted for the hippie look. Which was okay, but it precluded me from going to the grocery store directly afterwards, as I didn't want to show up in full hippie mode.
So now the project is to assemble 7 or more teacher gifts for the end of the year. Last year I made marble magnets for everyone, but this year I decided to buy handmade things instead. A friend of a friend does custom stationery, so I asked her to make notepads for each teacher with their names on them. They turned out great! Here they are, still in their packaging:
My concession to doing something handmade was to stitch fabric scraps onto blank cards I bought at JoAnn's. Kind of a desperate move, but they turned out cuter than I expected. And infinitely better than the blank cards would have been.
Now I just need to wrap the notepads (each with a pack of pens I bought), write the cards and I'll be all done! Too bad I forgot about Charlotte's (male) bus driver. So he may be getting a gift certificate to some as-yet-unnamed box store. Not as creative, that.
*I also used to have a gorgeous tie-dyed shirt from my stint as a waitress at the Laughing Lizard Lounge in Alexandria, VA, but during what must have been some kind of fit, I must have given it to Goodwill. Which is crazy, because like a true pack rat, I NEVER get rid of anything. Five million things in my house and I choose to give away the one thing I've been looking for ever since. Sheesh.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
And then I heard this:
"You can't play if you're NAKED!"
"MOOOOOOOMMMM! Charlotte's trying to play and she's NAKED!"
Hoo boy. It's been a long day for all of us.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
While I mentioned these activities a couple of posts ago, what's noteworthy here is that yesterday I completely forgot about doing Speech Notebook until my head was hitting the pillow at approximately 12:20 am.
So this is what I was able to do in the 10 minutes between when we came downstairs for breakfast and when Charlotte went running out the door to get on the bus. The only part I got colored was the new bathing suit, so we'll just have to use our imagination for the rest of it.
Monday, May 14, 2007
Sunday, May 13, 2007
It was a day that helped me remember how lucky I am to have not just three incredible, beautiful children, but also an unbelievably great husband and friend.
And really, regaining that sense of perspective is the best and most restorative gift of all.
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Seems like for a lot happening around here that there's precious little to blog about. Tim was gone most of the week before last, and my mother very kindly came to help out.
One thing that's interesting to note is that while Tim was gone I was much more productive in terms of doing things around the house that needed to be done. Why is that? Wouldn't it make sense that more would get done with two adults than with one? But the opposite is true. Now that I think of it, when Tim and I first started dating, we were so busy going out and doing fun things that the boring household things (like um, paying bills and doing the laundry) didn't get done as often. Maybe that's what's happening here. Except without the going out part. And sometimes the doing fun things part.
Also having only two kids to care for instead of 3 (or even 4, as Tim pointed out) seemed like a holiday. So maybe that also played a part.
Regardless, the boys had a great time on their campout. They ate lots of crackers, donuts, and cookies, even though I sent along apples and carrots to prevent scurvy. They also came home filthy and exhausted, so they must have had a great time.
I saw a great quote the other day (attributed to Not Your Average Dictionary, a source with which I am unfamiliar and also apparently unable to google competently), saying that the definition of 'boy' is a noise with dirt on it.
Obviously written by someone who knew a lot about boys.