Felt Flowers

Ever since Jessica gifted me some wonderful vintage I have been virtually consumed with making felt flower pins. There was much joy in the work.

Cutting out circles, trimming them with scallops and embroidery. I lovingly took time comparing colors and deciding which button would be best complimented by the flower. Finally, after making several dozen, I could draw a breath. I had purged the felt flower demons. I was at peace.

So, breathing deeply in my new found freedom, I strode into the local Scrapbook store. My jaw dropped. My lip quivered. There, by the counter were these.

And these...

All in various sizes and colors. All in felt.
The sewing must start again.

Ewww!

After a hard day of sunning herself and terrorizing the neighborhood cats, Mocha made her way home. A week ago she had been in a catfight so I watched her carefully as she made her way up the path looking for blood or limping legs. I noticed a bit of what I thought was swelling about the mouth.

And as I wondered what had happened she spit out a little mouse friend and began to play with it. Then back into her mouth. Then down again for play. Up and down. Up and down.

Ugh. I knew there was a reason that I liked indoor cats. I can't even fathom kissing her little face again without thinking about mouse breath.

Blimey! New Stamps

You heard it right.

Thar are new stamps sighted at The Cat's Pajamas. And they are quite good, if I do say so myself. Piratey goodness, knitting madness all wrapped up in rainy day fun. What the heck am I talking about? Go and see for yourself.

I'm just dotty!

Well what is this?

25 yards of yellow polka dot fabric. What am I going to make? Tablecloths for the convention, BAY-BEE!

Now all I have to do is sew them.

Project Runway Pt. 1

Last night I scurried home after my watercolor class with time enough for me to pour a glass of wine and settle in for the 1st part of the finale of Project Runway.

I was prepared for some cozy get-to-know-you time with the designers, but I wasn't prepared for the hair pulling rollercoaster ride called the second half hour.

Always full of surprises, Laura accusing Jeffery of cheating was something I had expected since I hate surprises and have read about the controversy online. But I didn't expect the furrowed brow and tsk tsking of Tim Gunn when he looked at Michael's collection. I do have to say that my brow was furrowed too, when I saw the sequins he wanted to use on his collection.

I keep telling myself that hoochie can sell. Think Baby Phat. Think Jennifer Lopez. You just never know. But my brow is still furrowed.

Button. Button. Who's got the button?

I recently received a wonderful bag of goodies from Jessica. In it was a lovely bunch of vintage buttons. And because I love to collect buttons, (sometimes laying them out side by side to look at the patterns and colors in each button, sometimes just letting them run through my fingers....ahem...enough of that for now)

I decided to add them to my stash. And low and behold, I found that my stash was taking over. There were buttons everywhere. And there was no space where my lovely new buttons (from the oh so generous Jessica) could lay their tired little heads. I knew some drastic measures had to be taken. I had to use them.

For awhile now I have been coveting these. However, because my hair is woefully fine and thin I knew they were not to be mine. And being a crafty girl with an overflowing button stash I decided to make pins instead of hairpins. Brooches, if you will.

So out came the iron and felt and fusible web and the Sizzix machine (to cut all the circles, dontcha know). It was soothing, at first, matching the brightly colored circles of felt and thread and buttons. And then it became obessive.

At the end of a day of crafting, and sewing I was, pleased. At the end of the day I had somehow made, 24 pins. And now many of my lovely buttons have showy new homes. (Jessica's I still want to hoard for awhile).

I am at peace.

It's Showtime!

Well it's official.

After many days of tapping my toe and pacing back and forth, this yellow postcard made its way into my mail slot.

Hold onto your hats!
The Cat's Pajamas is going to convention! Wheeee!

So many important things to think about between now and February. Everything from what type of tablecloths to get to how do I get them fireproofed. What type of displays to have to what sort of products I should sell to compliment the stamps. Eek! And there is that Holiday that is smack dab in the middle of now and February to contend with. Better start making some stamps now....