All this blog is going to be about now is the STUFF I MAKE. Things I have never told you #476 Ruby is obsessed with ducks. Seriously, obsessed. I think I HAVE mentioned before that she is also obsessed with peekaboo books (where she can lift a flap and there is something hiding there), and we have two separate peekaboo books which have ducks in them. The last one I bought during the week, she first looked at while in the car and for a FULL 5 MINUTES looked at and expressed squealy joy at a page which has 14 separate rubber duckies on it.
Now for someone who has seriously never sewn before, I have a small fabric collection and I actually have two separate duck fabrics.
So obviously, as I am on a roll, I made this.
Which is getting better , my seams are definitely improving - straighter sewing.
But sadly, the back seam is dodgier.
And on the inside of the polka dot bit, I did this - which fortunately is on the inside, so it still looks ok and unnoticable on the outside.
(ps: Cath - your tip of sides first was a winner) But I broke a needle. And I don't have another. Now I am going to have to wait for Rubes to wake from her nap so we can IMMEDIATELY go to Spotlight and buy some more. NOT THAT I NOW HAVE A NEW EMBARRASING ADDICTION OR ANYTHING. And I keep forgetting to turn the iron off.
In the TOP THREE THINGS IN MY LIFE CAUSING THE MOST GRIEF, March Flies come in at Number Three. TAKE YOUR PLAGUE BACK TO THE BEACH AND AWAY FROM MY SUBURB. In all seriousness, serious seriousness, I am developing a phobia. We used to go for a walk every morning, but after several weeks of being tortured during our walks (it's very hilly so imagine me trundling up a hill with 10 kilos of baby strapped to my belly, me waving my arms like I am having a fit trying to prevent 5 of them from biting us and George (also phobic), running around in circles, barking and snapping at them and knocking us over. We hardly go for walks anymore. They are even everywhere in the backyard, so that is off limits now too. NOT HAPPY. Fortunately we will be in another house before next summer, so they shall not plague us again. Looks like the house will be on the market in the next few weeks.
RUBES IS AWAKE! WE MUST SHOP!