Before I tell you about the sweet little bags in the picture above I have just got to tell you that I am so done with being COLD! The weather has dipped again and my feet are like blocks of ice. I was lucky to get a pair of Fat Face wooly socks for Christmas. I have worn them most days since and the heels on both socks have worn away leaving the fleecy lining between me and the floor. Just so as you know how long it has been cold now.
I did a wander round the charity shops and found these two bags for a couple of euro each. The turquoise-coloured one is perfect for crochet hooks and the taller, square one is fab for the various size pom-pom makers I have and together look pretty on my sewing room window.
The ‘Office’ (my PC room) is also in the middle of a make over. Mr T put the dresser unit up and I was able to put a few bits and bobs on it to fussy it up. The heart below is made from salt dough and varnished. This one was my favourite purely for the way is cracked.
Cracked was my mental state by the time I’d finished a pair of curtains… They should have been straightforward. They are lined which makes their construction even easier… except I decided to add a ruffle. Still no problem… unless you don’t measure accurately and the ruffle is too short for the width of the curtain… and you have to add a couple of ends but don’t have any matching fabric left … and have to use something that contrasts and looks pretty…
Luckily I had a metre or so of this most gorgeous slate-grey spotty cotton that fitted the bill. But then they looked a bit odd stuck on the ends and were shouting for a little more decoration. Again, luckily, I have a Clover Yo-Yo maker so made six little yo-yo flowers and stitched them on. Now they look little-house-on-the-prairie sweet! The photo doesn’t do them justice. They were very hard to get a good shot of but you get the idea. But what a faff.
Here’s the dresser -bought from an auction early last year and painted a chalky cream. See the jug below – it’s a Delphi pottery (not Delft ;( ) but perfect for a big bunch of water colour crayons. Another great goodwill find. €2.00. Pristine condition. Totally lovely. And the unit below? That’s from Ikea. It might be part of the Expedit range, not sure. Bought it last year sometime. It has all sorts of junk in hence the curtain (Ikea fabric? Yes) otherwise, you’d open the door and the first thing you’d see would be the devil’s den of crafting junk, toenail clippings (only joking) and paper collections that have accumulated and self-populated (I believe) over the last ten years.
Am off to Ikea at the weekend to get a big rug to hide some of the pee coloured carpet that I can’t afford to replace just yet but making it and shaking it all the same. Talking of Ikea… last time I went and bought some fabric there was a very rude couple. There was Man – and his Woman instructed him to ‘Stay There’ with the trolley with a bolt of cloth sticking out like a toll gate while she snip-snipped the fabric at the cutting table. Their positioning meant that there was no way through between them – they had very effectively blocked the way. Anyhoo, we said ‘Excuse me’ to Man and he didn’t budge so Mr T turned the bolt of cloth 90° so it no longer stuck out like Myley Cyrus’ tongue.
We got past though Woman did make it difficult to squeeze through. What shocked me though, was when a young woman with a pushchair said ‘Sorry’ (it’s what we say for Excuse me’ here) several times, the nasty pasty totally ignored her. Could see she’d heard because her face got all squinched up like a bulldog licking pee off a nettle and had determined not to give an inch (let alone a foot cos then she wouldn’t have had a leg to stand on, ha ha). Man looked nervous and fearful, especially when he saw that it had attracted the attention of other onlookers also pissed off she wouldn’t shift out of the way for them. What rudeness. Man eventually moved, nervous, I think about the stink eyes he was getting though she probably gave him what for after… tears before bedtime in that house, I think! Not the ‘Ikea Family’ I want to belong to, ha ha.
My cats are getting along better than I would have dreamed. Jess doesn’t use her claws much now and delivers testy thumps with her paw pads (she has huge feet and her paws look like boxing gloves) rather than a Freddie Krueger slash now and is starting to relax and even enjoy some play with Gracie. She is a lovely girl and follows me around a lot though I’ve no idea why. Hope it’s not a Fr Jack with his strange vegetable smells and rabbit situation…
Gracie is older than I first thought and came on heat last week. She was like a teenager at a Tom Jones concert! And there were visitors coming to the door – spraying (gah) – their ‘aftershame’ about like Henry Cooper in a Brut advert. Lucky we got her when we did otherwise she could be having a litter by now. She’s booked in to be spayed early next week so that will be sorted.. Lucky, lucky girl. Am delighted with the pair of them. My lovely girls.