Sunday, August 28, 2016

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Screaming Me mes.

Story of my life.

Monday, August 22, 2016

Burnt offerings, hurt feelings.

The corned silverside pot boil has just boiled dry. To the point that, even tho it's under an exhaust fan, the smoke detector down the hall went off. He Who Suffers took it outside, cause it's smoking, and put it on the patio table before coming inside to get another pot to put it in. The GLASS patio table! FFS! How incredibly stupid can you be man! And he has the nerve to be offended because I said as much!  He the claims I was incredibly stupid for not noticing, to which I replied that he's incredibly stupid for standing next to it peeling spuds! 


Thursday, August 18, 2016

Don't confuse me.

And I have difficulty making out if a person is joking or not. This causes me confusion, anxiety and stress.
FFS! You don't have to be a comedian to communicate. 
So many people do this these days. You are not funny if the person you're trying to be funny in front of doesn't understand 'the joke'. And don't laugh at them or get angry at them for not understanding.


As you were.
Carry on.

Sunday, August 14, 2016

I need to buy a heater.

I keep forgetting to buy a heater for the studio. The intention is to put a reverse cycle air conditioner unit out there that will also have an outlet in the main bedroom which is just on the other side of the brick wall. That would save me running the air con for the whole house when I want to heat or cool just our bedroom.
The cold doesn't really bother me. I'd rather freeze than fry. I just put on my favourite beanie when I get cold out there. 
I look like my paternal grandmother, born Millicent Robertson, before she got tiny and frail.

But Rod can't stay out in the studio for long when it's cold. Now that's a shame because he has promised to cut up some of my scraps for me. I have a big Sizzix cutter and a Baby Go Cutter and about a dozen dies. Anyone want to come and do some cutting for me? We can natter while you cut scraps and I cut a quilt, or sew.

Like the box says, you can help yourself before or after you cut it into pieces.

A Quilter's Studio - Area 51

I've been out in my studio today, ratting around in storage crates, looking for fabric collections I know I have for certain proj cuts that have been swirling around in my mind.
It occurred to me that maybe I haven't put any studio photos here.  So I took some. 
It's not neat and tidy. It never will be.
  From the doorway of the bathroom.

  From the entry door.

  From the kitchenette corner.

  From the corner where all the machine embroidery stuff is situated.

I use the shower box in the bathroom for storage of fabric on rolls and UFOs. Crates and crates of them. Thinking of changing them from crates into a book case so I can see what's there.mhaving them in crates kinda brings about a 'out of sight, out of mind' situation.

BTW, in case you didn't already know, my sewing rooms have always been called AREA 51 because there are so many UFOs in there. Nobody knows what in there. Nobody! 

Saturday, August 6, 2016

Current project.

Nothing fancy. Just a simple precut kit to keep my hands busy while my mind wanders around a few blocks.
Hand pieced. July/August 2016.