Showing posts with label sewing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sewing. Show all posts
Monday, November 15, 2010
Madison Bag
A most excellent purse made by the boy as a present to me. It's the Madison Bag, an Amy Butler pattern that I had bought eons ago when I thought I would learn to sew. The boy thought this would be a great project for me, but as evidenced by the amount of time it has sat in our project bin, it wasn't meant to be my project anytime soon.
The red with white polka dot interior makes it even more quirky and fun. I'm going to be using this bag a lot!
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Ring in 2010!!!

Happy New Year from my party animals! 2009 ended with a fabulous, food filled party, featuring paella, sparkling wine (although we did determine that one person did bring actual champagne), Dungeness crab, roasted beef, lumpia, cheese fondue, homemade pasta, and homemade butter almond and pine nut ice cream.
Note that the KitchenAid pasta extruder is a wonderful, wonderful invention. And so is the KitchenAid ice cream maker. Expect some more blogging about it.
It was hard to believe that just a week before the year's end, the household was running in slow motion due to a chicken poxy adult (pssst, if you haven't had chicken pox yet, there is a vaccine now - spare yourself the itchies), holiday preparation, and a work schedule that was unsympathetic to the aforementioned issues. However, everyone here has nicely recovered thanks to a week off of work, a vacation to Pismo, and loads of reading and knitting.
Reading, how I have missed thee. My knitting obsession carved a huge chunk out of my reading habit, but I am starting to find a bit more balance to my hobbies. I was convinced that a Kindle would solve my reading dilemma by helping me ingest more books during the blobs of time in between other commitments, although I realize that this logic does not hold up under scrutiny because a regular, old fashioned book could do the same. Let's face it: I just wanted a gadget. The other day, I was really craving a fun, quick read during my vacation, and I wanted it NOW. I discovered that I don't need a stinking Kindle because the iPhone has a free Kindle app - I test drove this app by reading The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown. I was number 749 on my library's hold list, and although I'm patient, I'm not that patient. This book is total junk food for the brain with fun puzzles thrown in, and while there were some annoying features to this book (does the reader really care that one student is blond and that another had a slightly Tibetan look?), I was successfully sucked in and useless to the world for a day. It's amazing that I can read 528 pages comfortably on a small screen, but it didn't bother me at all. I'll have to try another ebook app, Stanza, soon. I've heard that Stanza comes with a free download of Alice in Wonderland, a book that I've been meaning to read again.
Much slow cooking has been going on in these parts, too. A house elf stayed with us for a week, and he was lamenting the dusty crockpot that he had every intention of reviving. So, he experimented on us and made an Indian butter chicken (chicken makhani) that was adapted for the slow cooker, and I had a revelation: the slow cooker recipes I've tried in the past were gross not because of the method, but because of he ingredients! There's no need to use your slow cooker for gelatinous Velveeta concoctions. You could have a delicious Indian chicken stew, like this lamb vindaloo! I'm currently simmering a pork vindaloo dish in the slow cooker - so far, it smells good. Here's my before picture:
Tonight, we'll get to eat the results and I can share an "after" picture.The chicken poxy boy managed to make some very sweet gifts for our mothers during the 4 hours of lucidity had each day. He made two, identical pillows using silk we purchased during a trip to China. Red on one side,

and black on the other.

You can't see it in these pictures but he made the pillows easy to slip on and off by sewing a slit in the middle of the black panel. I'm constantly amazed that he can just whip up these things without a pattern. He's only had the sewing machine for a year, but he's a quick study. I heavily hinted that a skirt would be a lovely thing for him to whip up next. For me, of course.
There are some gift knitting items I'd love to share, but for now I have to wait until the giftees get back into town. Soon, hopefully, soon...
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
A Shift in the Craft Space Continuum!
For Christmas, we decided to gift each other with a new sewing machine! The boy wants to make things for his Jeep, mountain biking gear, and other things that are kind of burly, so after a lot of research, we picked out our newest addition. All I really want out of this are nicely hemmed pants, preferably with me not doing the hemming. Oh, and some nice dog collars.
So here it is, folks, the boy's first FO!
See the concentration?

Who will win? The boy or the sewing machine?
Woot! His first FO! It is either going to be a dish towel for us, or a burp cloth for a newly preggo friend.
I'll have to take a picture of how nice the edges are sometime. He's a natural.
I had an inward chuckle moment yesterday when he started listing all the gifts he wanted to make for people and all of the stuff he wanted to make for Jeep/him/house. Why was I chuckling? Because, coming from someone hopelessly addicted to knitting, I sensed the beginning of a sewing addiction. (Again, if I get hemmed pants out of this, this is perfectly OK with me!)
So here it is, folks, the boy's first FO!
See the concentration?

Who will win? The boy or the sewing machine?
Woot! His first FO! It is either going to be a dish towel for us, or a burp cloth for a newly preggo friend.
I'll have to take a picture of how nice the edges are sometime. He's a natural.I had an inward chuckle moment yesterday when he started listing all the gifts he wanted to make for people and all of the stuff he wanted to make for Jeep/him/house. Why was I chuckling? Because, coming from someone hopelessly addicted to knitting, I sensed the beginning of a sewing addiction. (Again, if I get hemmed pants out of this, this is perfectly OK with me!)
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