Re my last post: thank you for your comments, and I'm afraid Alla Turka has been resigned to the UFO pile. When I got ill I changed the colour of my bedroom from burgandy and gold (too red) to aqua and white (more restful and clean feeling)...so it no longer matches anything. I haven't given up on it and will finish it when I can think if a home for it ;-)
Well, it is a funny week. I am posting again earlier than I thought I would because I have a hospital appointment so I am keeping busy, busy, busy to have to avoid thinking about it. It isn't working much as a distraction but an awful lot of productivity is one positive side to it all I guess.
Now, before I go on, my chemo-brain (frontal lobe damage caused by chemo: hopefully temporary) has changed and for some reason I seem to be typing words in a different order to how I am thinking them. I will re-read this post but if letters are the wrong way around or words and I have missed them, please be nice and ignore them. My speech is the same and even though I have not been able to come out with a whole sentence without forgetting a word or saying it wrong, my immediate family feel the need to point it out to me EVERY time. After a year of it you would think they would give me a break and just let it go. You lot I know will be nicer and just let it pass. I'm sure you will now what I mean and if not you are all to polite to mention it aren't you?
I've finished another ornament for my 12 days ornie exchange: this means I just have two left to do. I did wonder when I took on this exchange (my own idea) what I was doing, but I have loved it. I think I will be quite sad to finish it actually!
I've also been playing with the sewing machine again: adult play: the sort where you say naughty words when things go wrong! I never seem to forget them interestingly enough!
Not so many naughty words actually as I am really, really, liking this new sewing machine. It is a very basic never-heard of model which sounds like a tractor when it runs BUT it does the job and is very easy to use.
I've been going through my Christmas material and trimmings and seeing if I can work out out uses for it. I 've all sorts of odds and ends from ebay sales as fabric is very expensive here and hard to get hold of so I don't really have huge quantities of any one sort.
This was the first thing I came up with. A lovely little stocking to hang on the tree.
I just love this old fashioned style Christmas Fabric. The trim was a remnant, probably from upholstery. It wasn't the easiest thing to add so if any one has any tips re: adding trim, please feel free to pass them on!
RE chemo brain, apparently it can take 3-5 years to recover..just in time for the dementia to kick in!
I also fancied some knitting so I finished a hat I started last year BC (before cancer lol)
The photo doesn't do it justice but the only other option was to wear it and put a photo of me up....and that is just not happening folks!
Wool for blocks for heirloom blanket (or afghan)
Cutting mat for quilting because apparently you don't need to put your full body weight behind a rotary cutter to cut a piece of fabric
Blades for rotary cutter because apparently they don't last very long when you use your full body weight to cut through basic cotton fabric
White Interfacing (because bonda web just isn't the same)
Potential charts for my 2012 stitching book
Unusual trims for my Christmas ornies
Yes; I love Christmas.
As part of trying to keep healthy (yeah, right, cus that worked!) I've been walking and being more active. I've lost nearly a stone and am back in my size 12 jeans and thanks to great weather, I have got to meet a few more of our neighbours.
This little gal was all interested in our walk though not enough to drop the mouthful of grass she was eating. I think she might have a bit of attitude: there is def. evil in her eyes!
Isn't this a great picture? It could be a Victorian couple sitting, posing for a photo. So cute.
(Even though I have a very healthy fear of cows...they are scary up close and can be quite dangerous).
These are my friend's donkeys. Three always stick together and are real scaredy pants but the other one is lovely and friendly.
Awwwwww...and donkey's have quite a lot to do with Christmas don't they? I'm sure baby Jesus wouldn't have dared pop out unless his stable had a donkey in it. Had to have really, didn't it? Couldn't have been a camel: that would just be silly now!
And on that sensible and serious note (not), I 'm off. Cross stitching tonight, just have to feed the kids. Honestly: do they really need to eat three times a day? Such a waste of potential crafting time!