My newest venture

So it doesn't involve needles, it has nothing to do with material, no hooks or yarn or tape measures in sight, no pricked fingers, no sore thumbs. But it does have to do with my other favourite thing - my beloved computer.

It's DIGITAL SCRAPBOOKING !

Now I must admit the thought of scrapbooking has been a passing fleeting thought. There was the Creative Memories party I went to where I dutifully bought all manner of things to get me started. That was about 6 years ago now and I've done one page. Bit of a slow starter out of the gates huh?

But some friends have been showing me some of their projects and I loved the whole idea of it. It really appealed to my perfectionist nature, being able to highlight my beautiful photographs and show them off just so. I've done 4 pages now, but some are a wee bit personal to put on here for the world to see, so I shall share with you the page I have done of my beautiful Molly (affectionately known to us as "Miss Molly Moo"). She definitely deserved a page all of her own I thought.

Incredible! Screws, paperclip and all, done by the computer. It blows me away how much you can do. So my pages will still be quite simplistic until I get a bit braver, but how much fun am I going to have!

6 Weird things about me

I have been tagged by Bells so finally, after due consideration, I have come up with 6 Weird things about me.

Weird thing number 1
I cannot walk barefoot outside, no way no how. Not on grass, not on gravel, not even on smooth paving. I could possibly walk on sand, but would much prefer thongs, and certainly thongs from the car to the sand. I know I am a sensitive soul, but obviously I have sensitive soles!!!

Weird thing number 2
I asked hubby if he could think of anything weird about me and he couldn't come up with anything. Does that mean I'm decidedly normal - which in itself is weird.

Weird thing number 3
I snort when I laugh. Yes I know lots of people do this, but I'm so bad at it I'm on rations at work. They count my snorts and I'm not allowed to go over my limit of 5 snorts a day. It seems most everybody at work knows this as if they happen to hear one they ask everyone else what number we are up to.

Weird thing number 4 - not weird about me but weird happened to me
My first sight of a willy - apart from my brother - was when I was in Grade 3 Mrs. Turner's class. I was about 8 or 9 years old. The boy I sat next to in class decided to show me his, we were in the back desk of the classroom and no one else could see. 'Oy, check this out' ... 'No' ... 'Awwww come on, have a look' ... 'NO' ... but I did peek and told him to put it away. Was that a rite of passage - my first willy - I don't know - but I know he felt superior having showed it to me and goodness knows how many others. Imagine years later in my 30's when a new person arrived at my work and was being showed around. IT WAS HIM!!!!! And I almost accidentally called him Willy, te he.

Weird thing number 5
I have been involved in 9 car bingles in my life. Now before you all run for the hills and think you'll never get in the car with me ever again ... a couple of these I wasn't actually in the car, but they happened to my car so in turn involve me. Truly I am a safe driver but I figure because of the amount of time I spend on the road then the average surely has to go up, doesn't it.

Weird thing number 6
I met my now husband on the internet. Probably not strange nowadays, but I still get greeted with looks of horror if the subject comes up in conversation with those strange non-computer type people.

Now because I have a serious lack of people on my list, I'm only going to tag Jess, because the other blogs I read the people don't really know me and then that would really be weird getting this from someone they don't know.

I will however mention a small weird thing number 7. The fact that I spelt weird as wierd all throughout this post and I had to go back and change them all!

Australian's all let us rejoice

Happy Australia Day!!

The sky is blue, hubby has gone bush for the day trying to find that ellusive gold stuff! Leaving me to my own devices. I'm happy about that, I'm going to go off and take some photos and sew till my hearts content, with plans to watch the Davinci Code tonight on DVD. All is good.

How great does this sky look, taken oh, 5 minutes ago. It's a PERFECT day out there. Apart from Americans because I've been there and you can't go anywhere without a vista of the star spangled banner before you, but I wonder how many of us Aussies actually have a flag pole? We do. This flag pole is attached to hubby's shed, you can see it from up around the corner even. We alternate from this to the Scottish flag, I even had a Santa flag up at Christmas time.

Even Molly wanted to get in on the act today!

Have fun everyone. Lamb and lamingtons all round!

Blog Etiquette

Heck, is that how to spell etiquette??? I'm so tired right now I haven't even got the energy to find out.

So my question as to blog etiquette ... are you allowed to just put people's blogs in your links or should you ask them first if it's okay? What if it's a blog you read but just have never commented on, would they find that strange to see they appear on someone else's links? This question is perplexing me. I have a number of blogs in my favourites on the computer, some of which I just read, some of which I comment on. Can I just start putting them on my links?

Played twilight lawn bowls tonight. Lots of fun, we won 18 to 8 ! And the best part tonight we won, they didn't just lose. We fought it out but we were on fire. And our team of three won the all important prestigious pen at the sausage sizzle afterwards!!!! All good fun.

I've gone into overdrive!

Not just in posting on this blog (twice in a day ?!?!?!?) but I've stitched the top together. Now I have to work out the back, which I think will just be strips of the leftover material, because like usual I bought way too much.





Scotty just looked amazed when I showed him, quite chuffed that this will be a gift for his best mate's baby. He puffed his chest out ... as if *HE* was the one who had made it! Men!

Moving right along

Amazing what happens when you get straight into a project rather than after the initial excitement of picking colours you then let the material sit in the bag for a few days, procrastinate over this and that, finally get it out, make that first cut and then you are already over it. How many times does that happen to others? Or maybe it's just me and my insatiable need to keep starting things.

So I got to it straight away. Washed, dried, ironed, cut and already I have the top squares. Placed it all out on the bed last night and tried to make sure no colours touched or that the intensity was the same all over. Scotty gave his opinion and moved this and that too which was good having someone see it with a new eye and he's really good with colours (it's he that helps pick the border colours and thread for names for my Christmas stockings).

Here it is, don't worry about the hole in the middle, that's going to be the plain white one which will have ALIZA stitched onto it. And maybe the date of birth??? Not sure about that yet. I might just stitch that into a corner of the border.

Off to continue sewing. What a perfect Sunday morning. Raining outside, Scotty's still in bed, Martha is on the telly and sewing machine at the ready. PERFECTION !!!

Aliza's Quilt - Material at the ready!

Well I mentioned hubby's best friend's baby Aliza has made her way into the world. We decided we would give her a blankie (made by me!) for a gift. I'm just doing a really easy fence and rail pattern but with no particular repetative colour structure, just different colours everywhere. All pinks, greens and white.

This picture may not show just how vibrant, but picture in your head if you will fairy floss pink and crisp green apples. That's what it looks like up close.

Funny how men see things though. I texted hubby's friend last night to ask him what colour the nursery was. He texted back ... WHITE ! I meant the colour scheme, not the walls silly! I think he was still on cloud nine.

Off to sew...