Excuse the mess - I've been busy sewing in the Easter holidays and the dining room still has the evidence to prove it. Cottons and threads, scraps of leftover fabric and the sewing machine in the corner. That bag on the chair? That's full of bits and pieces for my latest challenge. Crochet. I learnt crochet about 30 years ago but never really got to grips with it, so it's time to try it again I think! I discovered to my cost that US crochet youtubers call some stitches by different names - total confusion! But once I had that information things got much easier. Please don't actually look in the bag, there is evidence of failed attempts but after a lot of effort I did manage these
Granny Square One
I think it will be quite a while before I feel confident enough to actually make something, in the meantime I will keep practising. And filling up that bag with little samples of 'could do better' and 'need to really work on my tension' squares.Back to sewing, I have almost finished the giveaway prize. Would you like to see what it is? Well, I can show you in secret but can't show a picture on here until Susanne has received it! I am so excited that May is my month to be the person who gets sent the friendship quilt squares. I shall be stalking the postman on a daily basis for sure! If you could see my postman, you would visualise me being the talk of the neighbourhood if I did literally stalk him. Very long ginger dreadlocks. That's all I'm saying.
Ah, I see you have noticed the dog sulking. Yes, well might she be looking guilty and in trouble. You see, after dinner we cleared the dining table, and went to sit in the lounge before tackling the loading of the dishwasher. My husband went back into the dining room for something and all we heard was 'What on earth are you doing? Get off there NOW!'. Rachel and I looked at each other and rushed into the dining room to find the dog ... standing in the middle of the dining room table. WHAT? She has never done that before! How did she even get up there? She's almost three, not a puppy! But there she was looking very pleased with herself and a sneaky little triumphant look in her eye. Shortly before the 'uh oh, I'm in trouble this time' thought crossed her mind, when she jumped off, ran through the conservatory, did three laps of the garden at speed, jumping in and out of the flower beds, before coming back indoors, covered in blossom, grabbing hold of one of her toys which she then threw on the bean bag and then flopped down beside it. She really had the mischief in her. We bought her a new bed. A nice soft bigger bed. It's snuggly and lovely and she can stretch her long legs out beautifully. She sleeps in the kitchen at night so that's where it stays, safely tucked away under the breakfast bar. So we're sitting in the lounge and we can hear her doing something in the kitchen, further investigation found one medium sized Cavapoo dragging a large sized bed along the floor by one corner into the dining room.
And there was me thinking my parenting was over once R & J grew up. And suddenly here I am with a puppy going through the 'terrible twos'!
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