Tuesday, 26 May 2009

You don't need money to be happy


Oh I had such a lovely weekend; the weather was great and Dan had two days off (shocker). I was probably more consistently domesticated than I have been in a long time and also found time to eat with friends (twice), watch some football, do some painting and knit something (more on that later).

On Sunday, Scarlett and I caked ourselves in suncream and camped out in the garden all day. We had a picnic lunch .....


... and then had lots of fun with a washing up bowl and some bits of plastic.



When Dan was off work we spent lots of time at the allotment. We are so lucky that we have a shared hobby and passion. I was not wholly convinced that Dan would take to gardening when I first signed the contract but now he visits nurseries in his spare time and takes it very personally when his seedlings die or his newly planted seeds are dug up by over-enthusiastic helpers (don't ask).
Not only is the allotment a totally fulfilling use of our time but seeing plants grow is AMAZING. Take our broad beans for example, two weeks ago not a pod and then these beauties greeted me on Saturday.

Similarly our strawberries are plump, bountiful and ripening. They are even the envy of the man who owns the plot next door and knows everything (although he was very helpful about the stunted tomato plant, the going-to-seed onions and when aforementioned beans would be ripe).
I know I said that I was only going to finish all four of my knitting projects until I started something new but in a fit of DIY-excitement yesterday I painted much of our bathroom (pillar-box red) and a wall in our bedroom (dark teal) so I just had to make this toothbrush holder out of an empty peanut butter jar, a ball of string (found in the shed at the allotment) and some 4mm needles.


Now I just need to train my husband to use it .....

Friday, 22 May 2009

Getting on top of a messy cupboard

Lying in bed reading the latest issue of The Knitter (rock and roll) last night I decided that my creativity might be being hampered by my slightly muddled Creative Cupboard. Whilst Scarlett was asleep this morning I emptied the cupboard into our bedroom and was amazed at how many knitting and crochet books/magazines I have collected over the years (see above - also my lovely knitting bag is on display; an eBay find when eBay was cheap).

I was also slightly embarassed by the number of unfinished/might do something with/just-because-I-like-it bits and pieces I had collected (I just couldn't photograph them) so I have spent today binning, finishing, felting and repackaging so that my lovely cupboard now looks like this -




I now only have four projects 'on the go' and I am really excited by the Kaffe Fassett 'Tumbling Blocks' cushion front that has been in the cupboard for about six years and has now been felted and could make a nice bag.

Anyway, back in the real world Scarlett has another two teeth but is still verging on irrational. Her tears when she is taken from me for a 'swim' at our class are becoming a bit embarassing but other than that she has also been busy unpacking baskets and drawers.

I have put this photo in as I love this dress (it wasn't really warm enough today to warrant cheesecloth but it looked good and made the dreadful Getting Dressed Whilst Slightly Damp after swimming a breeze).


The Bank Holiday weekend holds lots of promise and a chance to catch up on a few jobs. Watch this space ....

Tuesday, 19 May 2009

I just can't put it down


Su and I have finally agreed on dates and times for our two trial Woolly Workshops so I have decided to improve my crochet skills before I have to supervise a room full of beginners. I am making a bread basket for a friend and I just can't put it down. I love it , love it, love it and had forgotten how quick it is.
Scarlett hot and irrational at the moment so we popped to the allotment just to get out of the house. There is so much happening up there that I am really proud of all our hard work (although Dan devastated by the loss of two nubile sweetcorn to the rampaging slugs and snails).

Thursday, 14 May 2009

The product of an afternoon at nursery


Scarlett had her first proper session at nursery today. There were tears, but they didn't last long and I bought myself a bit of cake to make me feel better (ha ha). Very Nice Nursery called to say she was having a great time and then showed me a photo diary of her afternoon when I arrived to pick her up.
This is Scarlett's first piece of art - apparently she is very good at glueing.

Wednesday, 13 May 2009

Is it just me?

Bono is reading his ode to Elvis on Radio tonight but at 11pm. Not only am I highly unlikely to be awake by then but Husband-Who-Is-Not-A-U2-Fan is unlikely to let me tune in.
Do you think there will be a podcast?

Friday, 8 May 2009

Let down by a swim nappy



My garden is so pretty at the moment; next door's clematis (?) is drapping itself over our fence (thankfully, as it is holding the boundary up), there are hundreds of rosebuds, the lavender/ sweet pea bed is fit to burst and I have high hopes for the magnolia we planted on Scarlett's birthday.

Scarlett has been trialling a nursery this week. Our first settling-in session didn't go so well when I was rumbled as a shoddy mother. In the morning I was visiting Danielle when Scarlett did a Shock Poo. More of a shock when I realised there were no nappies in the bag ... luckily a swim nappy was pulled from the depths and I felt really proud of myself until, ten minutes into our Nursery Session, her 'key worker' (how mad is that term) pointed out that her trousers were wet and she might need changing. Thank goodness they keep spares and wasn't I lucky that Scarlett was happy to play with the other children in very few clothes?

We have another trial on Wednesday before the regular Thursday afternoons start in earnest. I shall be packing that bag on Monday night.
The allotment is coming along nicely. We've planted the tomatoes, spinach, parsnips, cabbages (aka Sacrifical Lambs), beetroot, jerusalem artichokes, potatoes, shallots, potatoes, shallots and potatoes (yes, there was a lack of communication). On Bank Holiday Monday I cut all the long grass by hand with shears as the manual lawnmower is still awaiting some Father-in-Law TLC. Looking good - my arm muscles as well as the grass.
Knitting-wise, it is Dishcloth Central. I have been really busy at work and they are all I have the enthusiasm for once Scarlett is asleep .....