just ten things

Because I haven't blogged in a while. From Felicity.


I like to bite off more than I can chew and then procrastinate about doing it. Urgh.


Cherries. Cherries are my favourite fruit. Even more than peaches, mangoes or raspberries. Grace finds this hard to believe - she can't choose. We've been making decadent tropical fruit salad a lot for Monday night dessert. With mango, passion fuit and pineapple. And blueberries. Yum. I love how Grace goes wild for passion fruit. I think we'll plant one over the shed.


Oh and other food related things that are good now - grilled artichokes, asparagus and caramel ice-cream with bananas and cherries.



grilled artichokes



Oh lord, it's wonder I'm not as big as a house. Oh wait, I am pretty big. So, whatever. Bite me.


My recent eye test revealed that I really can't read the fine print anymore. Apparently crafters are amongst the first to turn up at the optometrists. While I wait for my new occupational glasses, I'm using the cheapies from the chemist when I fixing mistakes in my knitting and it feels like I am in an arty photo with a very shallow depth of field.


Hate how cynical this election has made me. The high school in Coburg issue has caused me to look closer at things like state education funding than ever before. I'm just not sure I can vote Labour any more and besides having nothing to offer me, the Liberals just make my skin crawl. Looks like I might have turned Green. Not sure how I feel about that. Suspect I might need to write about how I feel about political identity at some point. Maybe after the election.


Ebay is my new secret vice. Awesome canvas tent, soft footbed birks that are the most comfortable sandals I have ever worn, even if the top is birkiflor rather than leather (serves me right I should read product descriptions better) and maybe a party dress for Grace (bummer, missed out - but 50 bucks is too much for a second hand dress even if it did have sequins, butterflies and elephants).


Driving makes me unbelievably tense and anxious. So much so that I avoid doing some things because it involves a driving on a freeway or roads I am unfamiliar with (luckily I can cope with the Tullamarine - there is only one point that makes me sweat). Apart from the fact it would make aspects of my life somewhat inconvenient, I could easily become one of those people who doesn't drive. Must get over that one methinks.



the light that night was lovely




I really, really love knitting. More than I expected I would. Long boring bits of knitting. It seems to do something very pleasant to my brain. Kind of like what birkenstocks do for my feet after a day in other shoes.This is interesting to me, because it is as much about the process as the result and as a consequence, I don't mind ripping if I decide to do something different.


Just the other day, it came to me that I could plant fancy dianellas amongst the irisis in the front yard. Sort of like Monet meets the bush. I think I would like that.


the funniest introverts I know

Weekend before last (oh look, I am so behind in my blogging - sigh) was the last craft weekend for the year. And what can I say? I've loved hanging with all the women who've come to our craft weekends this year. We've talked and laughed and made stuff. There's been great food made and eaten, wine drunk, underarm hair compared, much knitting by the fire and far too many late nights. Which I have finally learnt to balance with a sleep in next morning. And despite the sometimes intense nature of a craft weekend, it's been pretty introvert friendly. In a funny outgoing sort of way. I think convivial is the word I would use.


cup weekend craft holiday

This weekend I made some soft toys, sewed a couple of t-shirts I had cut out, made a knitting bag, cut out some yoga pants and more t-shirts and began a knitting project. I always start of with this huge list but it really is much more fun if I relax. And I don't make mistakes. I'm liking my new black t-shirt (the other one has long sleeves and has been stashed for next winter) and Grace and her friend seem to love their girlie bunnies. And, despite being too busy to be a good blogger, I feel quite refreshed and re-vitalised by the whole experience.


So thank you to all those who came with us to Sewjourn this weekend and indeed, to all you lovely women who've come to a craft retreat this year. It's been awesome. Let's do it again shall we?

have you seen my unicorn?

Am wading through photos of craft weekend just past - half re-living the delight of hanging out with the funniest group of introverts I know, and half being a bit miffed that it's a good five months until the next one. Luckily most of those months will be summer, which in itself is something to look forward to. Unless it's stinking hot and dry. But I have a feeling we are going to have another wet green summer. 


LOST UNICORN


Work is crazy busy. Big new office. After four weeks and three desk moves am just starting to feel like part of the furniture. But it's great, at the end of the day, I can do desk to couch in 30 minutes if I put my mind to it. By foot. Are you impressed with that? I am. OK dog tired, off to knit before early bed. Another big (non work) day tomorrow. Craft weekend pictures and post tomorrow or the day after.