My Place and Yours: My bed

A new week, a new challenge. This week Vic asked to see the place we sleep in. Quite a challenge as I sleep in the guest bedroom at the moment. Ever since we moved Little Miss Bossy-Boots from her cot into a cot bed she has been waking up almost every night and getting into my bed waking everyone in the process. We realised quite soon that if Master was to have a decent night’s sleep we would have to sleep in separate rooms. Master has a long commute every day and I’m happier knowing that he leaves the house well-rested.

Anyway, here’s my little corner:

The grey cushion is the one I got from Christina in the cushion swap. I love the colours and texture of it so instead of leaving it in the bedroom I brought it with me to the spare room. Every night I lean against it while reading a few pages.

The monkey on the bed is very special to me. I spotted him in the window of the toy shop when I was a little girl and asked my mum if I could have him. The answer was “no”. A couple of days later I was passing the toy shop with my grandfather (morfar) and showed him the lovely monkey. I’m sure you all know what happened next. Yes, he bought it for me. He lost his eyes many years ago and I replaced them with two buttons. Last year he lost one of the buttons and I still haven’t sewn it back on. I’m debating whether I should get some proper eyes again or just sew the button back on. He might stay one-eyed for quite a while as I’m not very good at decision making….

The pictures above the bed are a framed Megalodon tooth which was a Christmas gift from Master and an old print I found at an antiques fair for £10. I love it’s dreamy quality.

Did you spot it? Yep, there’s a Kindle on the headboard. LOVE it. Now I just need to make a cover for it.

Happy Birthday!

Today is Master’s birthday. Little Miss Bossy-Boots and I baked a chocolate cake for him. We bought some car candles when we last went into town as Master likes cars very much. Furthermore, we’d decided it was going to be a monster cakes. How then did it end up looking like this?

Let’s just say that Little Miss Bossy-Boots changed her mind….

From dress to skirt

A friend of mine asked me if I wanted a dress of her daughter’s which was covered in paint. She loved the fabric and thought that I could make something with the pieces that weren’t full of yellow and blue paint. I have to admit that I never say “no” to fabric even if it’s only small scraps but when I saw the dress I quickly realised that I could rescue it. All I had to do is cut off the stained top and part of the skirt to recycle it.

The photos were taken with the old camera and you can’t see the stains very well but they are there. Promise!

There were a couple of paint stains that I couldn’t cut away so I hid them with the bow at the back and the yo-yos at the front. My friend was really pleased with the result and her daughter loved getting her favourite dress back even if it had been turned into a skirt.

Pin Cushions: My Place and Yours

Vic from Punky and Me asked to see our pin cushions in this week’s My Place and Yours.

Here are mine:

The one above is very special to me as my professor at uni gave it to me. She brought it home from one of her trips because she knew that I sew (in fact I did some repair jobs and alterations for her).  I have been using it since she gave it to me but I’m getting a bit concerned about the tatty tattled lace.

This one I made because I only had the one above and I really like huge pin cushions.

My pin cushion is never where I need it but rather stays where I put it. This is annoying when I’ve just gotten down on the floor to do some cutting or measuring as getting up involves a lot of sighing and creaking in the joints. Hence, the pin cushion you attach to your wrist:

And last but not least there’s this little bird. He was supposed to be a Christmas ornament with eyes and two little wings. Hmm, I pinned the wings onto the body (I forgot to actually attach them before sewing the bird together) and left it at that. I’m not sure how it happened but he is now on duty as a pin cushion and he’s doing really well.

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Hmmm…

Ok, today I have no idea what to write about. It’s half-term here and with Little Miss Bossy-Boots not in school I haven’t managed to sew more than two seams.

The reason, however, that I’m rambling on now is that I decided at the start of Blogtoberfest that I would host a giveaway at the end and I would have as many prizes as I had missed blog posts. I’m on three at the moment. Do I need to say anymore?

I’ll leave you with a picture of some cute buttons (after all, a blog post without a picture is like toast without butter).

 

Working on it

I had a few moments today to start on the doll’s quilt that my friend has commissioned me to make for her daughter. Little did she know that I have no experience making quilts, let alone with such small pieces. My points don’t match and it is quite busy but I hope it will tone down once I add another border and quilt it.  I’m really pleased with it (despite the mistakes) so far and I hope it’ll turn out well in the end.

What do you think?

The fabric, by the way, is “Hoopla” by Moda.

Way behind

I realise I’ve missed another two posts but I have a very good reason: it was my birthday yesterday. My head has been filled with a shopping trip to Peterborough, friends, family and cake.

So, instead of trying to pull something out of the hat, I’ll just leave you with a picture of some fat quarters I was asked to turn into a doll’s quilt for a Christmas present. A truly lovely job. I’ll show you what I’m thinking of making tomorrow. Tonight I’m just too tired.

Night, night!

Gone Shopping

I went into town today despite knowing that I will have to go again tomorrow. Little Miss Bossy-Boots needs new shoes and I promised to take her. Have you ever gone shopping with a very active three year-old? Forget looking at anything that might interest you. If you do she’ll either a) be gone, b) put something in her buggy and try to smuggle it out or c) run around half naked because she wants to try on a pair of shoes. Oh, yes. It’s all happened in this household.

To cut a long story short, I went into town on my own and came home with a couple of things I neeeeeeded (oh yes, I can be three years old, too, sometimes):