Firstly, a big (belated) thank you to Glenda for this lovely award:
My blog is a thing of beauty! I'm betting she wasn't thinking about how often I refer to poop incidents when she gave it to me...
In accepting this award, I have to tell you five things about me, one of which must be about my particular craft. I'm a bit schizophrenic in my crafting and I actually have five crafts. So I'll tell you one thing about each.
Sewing: A week ago, I had enough fabric in my sewing room to last me until five years after I die. This past week, my mum sent me another giant box full of beautiful fabric (thanks, Mum!). Despite this, I still somehow feel tempted to go to Fabricland next weekend and check out the sales...
Knitting: I learned to knit when I was 7, took a break from it in my teens (when it really wasn't cool) and took it back up in my mid-20's. This year, I'm hoping to sell knitted toys at the Christmas craft sales.
Crochet: It's easier than knitting and if I'm motivated I can have a whole scarf done in an evening. There is seriously nothing better in life than getting a compliment on something you're wearing, and casually replying "Gosh, thanks. It's just something I whipped up one night while watching TV."
Cards: I tried scrapbooking, and that was just too much of a commitment. But cards are a great instant-gratification craft. With the exception of this past Christmas when things got a little crazy, I never send store-bought cards anymore. For anyone who wants to try getting into crafting, this is the one to try first!
Jewellery: This is the next craft I'd recommend to a newbie. It requires slightly more small motor dexterity than card making, but once you get the hang of that, it's quick and easy. I can make myself a new pair of earrings in under 5 minutes. Which is kind of dangerous, really...
On another note, is anyone else overdosing on everything flower-related right now? Maybe it's because we still have four feet of snow, or because with the wind chill our temperatures dropped as low as minus 49 degrees Celsius yesterday. Even the dogs don't want to stay out there for longer than it takes to get their business done. So every time I see anything with a flower-print on it in a magazine, or online, I can't look away.
I've never been someone who likes to receive roses from a man. Roses die. I'd rather have a new pair of shoes. But at this time of year, I start thinking about going to the flower shop and buying huge bunches of whatever's available and putting vases full of bouquets all over the house. Clearly I'm DYING for spring to arrive!
I'm thinking maybe it's time I started embracing my inner hippie and wearing more floaty floral stuff like this pretty top:
Image swiped from overstock.com
Of course, stuffed under two fleece sweaters and a parka, I'm pretty sure something would be lost in the execution.
Happy weekend, bloggies! It might be cold, and my kid might still get up at 5:30, but the weekend is the one thing I always have to look forward to. And that's a gift!