January Shmanuary.

This winter has been hard on both myself and my husband. Hard for me because I live in a house that has leaks, pipes freezing, drafts, broken washing machines, and lacks the ability to remain warmer than 40 degrees. I am serious. When it got into the negative temperatures (as it always does in the winter) the bathtub would have a lob of ice frozen to the drain where the spout was dripping. I should have taken a picture so you would believe me. And hard for my husband because he had to fix it all. Every night he would have AT LEAST one thing to fix. And that is NOT an exaggeration.

And because it is cold, it is also hard for me to craft and to cook. Because the heater broke in my kitchen so every time I was in there I had to have the oven on and door open so that I could have something to warm my hands up on.

But, it has been warming up so my crafting bug has returned. But I do have a couple of pictures that I documented one extremely trying night when I decided to bake and drink the cold away with nasty organic sugar cookies (but an excellent cookie cutter) and the most tasty homemade hot cocoa.

Enjoy:

(My little Organic Cookie Forrest)

(Why I'm the greatest wife that ever lived.)

And now that it's warmer outside, it's warm enough in my house to lay stuff on the floor... or to even sit still for a large amount of time. So I decided last night to teach myself how to applique. It turned out quite well. It's not quite finished, as you will see by the picture... but I think I might turn it into a throw pillow or something. I made the pattern and everything by myself. Just some scraps from my collection of fabrics:

Sorry that I don't have some super awesome picture of it. Maybe I'll post a better one later. This little dresdin plate (so I found out later that's what it was... I didn't know, I just made it up. Honest!) still needs to be sewn on to it's background and I don't even know if I want it to stay on there. I'll have to think about it. I might just do something white. I don't know though, I kind of like all those colors together.
I seem to have this fascination with throw pillows because I also have anothher pillow in the works. I think they're the ones that I might use to build my etsy because I don't know anyone who would like them in their house. Not because they're ugly... just because they are so... unique?

Anyways... I'll update later.

Peace Out!

New Moon, I Just Can't

As seen by the title, I had to pull myself out of the vampire world yesterday. Day offs are not good for me when I've seen anything Twilighty. So yesterday I pretty much forced myself to go grocery shopping and then burry myself in the home design channel and my crafts. I knit the sleeve of my husbands christmas present while he was taking a nap, and then when he woke up I made us stockings. And! I have pictures!

And so this is the sweater I'm making for Alex for Christmas. You can't really see the picture of the guy but it's called the "1950's Cardigan."

And now for the stockings. Isn't he cute! I crocheted a chain for the letters and then hot glued them on. Hot glue is my personal duct tape. And despite how the foot looks on the right stocking, they both have pointed toes and that cute little foot shape.
Yesterday was a frigid -20 F. or so outside so it was the perfect day to just sit inside and get some stuff done. I worked on a necklace too but I'm not satisfied with it so I didn't take a picture. I'm having a hard time getting chains to hang right. When I went grocery shopping I also stopped in a craft store and got myself the beginnings of a christmas wreath.
Christmas is around the corner, folks! I'm so excited about it that I clean forgot about Thanksgiving!

Why of Course I Saw New Moon!

One of my friends had the nerve to ask me if I had seen "New Moon,"  YET.  Ha.  The nerve.   Of course I had.  I waited in line for an hour and a half just so I can see it.   She obviously does not know me well.  

*sigh*  I guess I should forgive her for ignorance. 

Christmas Time!

Also, incase you didn't notice, I decorated my blog in a candy cane color scheme. Your Welcome.

There Will be Casualties. Just Saying.

I am so ready for the weekend it's ridiculous. Not just the 2 days off that I get, but also having the time to sleep in AND clean my house. I have made a rule for myself that unless it gets terribly awful and I can't find any clean clothes, I can set aside Saturday to wash all of my dishes, scrub my bathroom, and try to make my floors wood-chip free. Why wood chips, you might ask? Well my friends, there are only 2 downsides to having a wood stove. One is that you always have a possibility of burning yourself horribly, (or at least I do... I'm not good around fires.) and the other one is that you get wood chips all over your clothes, floor, furniture, everything. The shirt I put on this morning had random wood bits sprinkled all over it. And considering the fact that it was hanging up in my closet I have absolutely no idea how that happened. There are wood chips in my bed which I loathe to no end. I will not be surprised the day that I take a bite of my food and find a wood chip in the lasagna. The wood that gets tracked all over my house, has weaved it's way into all of my socks, and makes my wonderful suede couch a danger to sit on is my extreme arch enemy. And Saturday is my day to conquer it... at least until my husband (who has no problem with wood chips) decides it's time put more wood in the fire and brings in a couple more logs which he dumps on the CARPET and then without brushing off his clothes RECLINES ON MY SUEDE COUCH. Gosh how we love each other. (We really most certainly do. For reals, I promise.) So his actions have made the conclusion that the wood chip invasion in our house is all his fault. And my dyson's fault for not sucking up all of the piles of wood around the fireplace with out getting clogged.
To be perfectly fair to my husband who has now taken his verbal lashing for being the vessel which brings the wood chip immegrants to my country, I will also say that I bother him when he's relaxing in front of the tv after a long day of work, try to talk to him and impute my two cents into the conversation that he's having with someone (oh this is embarressing) over the phone (but I promise I don't pick up the other line, I just say it out loud while he's trying to wave me away) , And I also randomly volcano emotions on him when he least expects it. I call it 'a suprise attack of suppressed emotions.' It's never pretty and there are many casualties.
Anyways, that's probably all I had to blog about. It wasn't very much. I was just bored at work.
Peace out, yo!

Momma Like

How much do I like our new deep fat fryer? Very much. I like it so much, that I don't even mind and can actually laugh heartily at my husband who deep fat fried himself some mushrooms for dinner. While he was eating this he downed a 16 oz glass of egg nog. Yummy, right? (Luckily my husband also has this uncanny talent of it not being physically possible for him to gain weight.) Any way, he will never be doing that again because it left him with quite the stomach ache.

Haha... I love that picture.

I'll probably have some more fat fried food to pig out on once I get home. That or something else. That little cook.

Handmade House Filled with Handmade Articles

My little handmade, tilted, wood panel infested house will once again be filled with the sounds of my sewing machine!  Thanks to Rebecca's dad my sewing machine is well repaired and for only $15.00.  Thank you, Sir!  I have been mostly busy trying to get my winter mittens finished, (Considering the fact that it grows more and more cold every day)  but it's comforting for me to see it resting on my table and blowing up my electricity bill because I leave it plugged in all the time. 

Subject Change:

I've started 2 new projects and in those 2 projects I have come up with 1 new revelation.  The new projects are:  A christmas sweater for my husband (don't tell!)  and a pair of patterned socks for my friend's christmas present. 

And my revelation is:  I HATE knitting small socks.  I would probably really like to knit socks, except for I seem to have this head problem where I'm attracted to all of the socks that are hard and knit with tiny tiny needles, and include either intricate patterns and/or multiple colors.  Why do I do this to myself?  I have no idea but next time (if I can ever bring myself to it again) I will make sure that I use at LEAST a size 5 needle and a bigger yarn.  Sheesh.  But I can make no promises that I will ever make another sock again.  Although I have found that people do request them in their christmas lists to me.  (What can I say?  Even though I lead my hands to a quick path of arthritis, I make some AWESOME socks.)  

I'm making myself a quilting type pillow, which is starting to look pretty time consuming.  And said pillow is planned to make it's little way right to my ugly red couch which once was the not so proud owner of the ugly and mangled tan slip cover.  I finally just decided after months of tucking in the corners of the slip cover, that I would rather dress up and look at the ugly red cover than adjusting the stupid cover every time I walked by for the rest of my life. 

And that's about all, folks.