progress....

....so many things in different states of completion.

I have been waiting to share lots of good things, waiting until they are completed.

Um not gonna happen anytime soon, so here are the current loves in various stages..........

::getting sticky {scrappy fabric beads}




::picking up new stitches { 65 Roses Charity Quilt Project, join in here}




::making piles and ticking off lists {a pile of jumbo pincushions or small pillows, undecided}



::Trying some positive thinking and enjoying the journey



It's working:)
love fi oxoxoxoxxo

on your sleeve?

...it has been suggested for all those bloggers attending the Dalysford Makers Market today in um Dalysford that we wear a suffox puff of easy identification.


Fantaboulus idea..except.

I am allergic to such creations.

As the Tuesday Night Stitchers will attest all things couchy and puffy make me break out.
Its not pretty, and i vowed never to make one*

So to still be in the spirit i shall be wearing a flower of sorts, see you there:)

love fi oxo

*i mean no offense to all lovers of such puffy creations.

reality bites

A source of angst and constant mother guilt for me is the fact that i don't create.
For/with my children that is, for others offspring quite regularly.

There are many beautiful examples around of how others celebrate, that leave me well ready to down myself in my hot cocoa.{with extra marshmallows}

With the festive season here which last year incidentally i complete took off, i felt that it was time to get over myself and get on to it.

A full block of chocolate, 2 cups of sweet tea and some cold and flu meds later i was ready to go.The wallow not quite over but at a manageable level.

First up some fabric Christmas trees from Sarah's ace tutorial here, seconds Nicole's perfectly pretty button wreath.



The knees? they belong to a small assistant, sitting on the table and handling scissors, clearly I'm going to hell.

And thricely some fabric snowflakes



Things i know for sure:
::There will be multi suburb Christmas light visiting, most likely in the heat while waiting for a cool change and eating ice cream.

::There wont be any sugar coated fairy's or joyful jolly snow men.

::The gifts will be a mix of handmade and last minute store bought.

::There wont be a Christmas tree skirt, but i will be misshapen shortbread stars that never came out of the cutter properly.

:: Our tree {may or may not be your Honor } will be gum branches squirreled from the school across the road under cover of darkness.

::There will be rum balls rolled in most likely stale coconut.


Cause i am getting to grips with the fact that I'm not an average mum in so many ways, and that's OK.

Even if sometimes i torture myself comparing my parentals to fabulous online Jones's.

love fi oxo

wordless, well sorta...

:: a very bad fur day for the dumb blond, this is the nice version, it's not pretty folks {but not cancer so fantastic}



::new fabric {flower sugar by Lecien} in the mail thanks Kimberly:) The reds are so me i cant stand it!


::finishing a gazzilon Baby's while trying to keep cool while playing nurse to aforementioned fur kid and drooling over also aforementioned fabric.

love fi oxo

to much choice...

Tomorrow is a very rare beast.
I have the .whole .day .with .no .children.

I could clean or shop, get my hair done, sit on the couch eating peanut butter straight from the jar or see a movie.

Instead i plan to spend the day with my tunes playing and no one nipping at my heels.

::lots of pincushions waiting to come to life.
::A gauzy voile Jennifer Paganelli dress waiting patiently in the wings.

::Lots of fresh little faces staring back at me eager to make it to their new homes.

I think no matter what my day holds tomorrow a nap with a faithful sewing companion is definitely on the list:)

love fi xoox

lest we forget....

This week has me thinking of family.

::Getting together on the weekend to celebrate my wee bruders birthday.


::Getting my head around changes in our little family that will bring excitement and stress{good stress}

::Thinking about families of those at war, in current times and in the past.


::Explaining to the kids why we pause and buy a poppy, we talk about family that have gone before us and those family members who didn't come home.

::Explaining why we hold our breath when we farewell a dear brother and pray for his safe return.

::Trying to explain why we have too, and why we are proud and angry and sad.

So the humble poppy which goes brilliantly with my glasses and my shoes also represents family, on both sides of the line, and which never fails to make me cry:)

love fi xoxo

wee hee

Its the start of our week long heatwave here in Melbourne town which also as fate would have it coincides with the first day back at the gym/pool for yours truly.
As a direct and inexplicable cause and effect i am finding it hard to sit down and equally hard to form a sentence.
So i shall direct you to Whip Up something i would do anyway even if the feature wasn't about me, which it is.

Enjoy:)
love fi
oxxooxx

my creative space....

...a lovely mild day.
Pacing myself for the heat wave ahead, summer i'm not really ready to shed my winter coat yet..

Packing orders, tweeting with chums and listing to tunes.




And turning myself ever so more slighty crazy over a new degsign.

It will work or someone gets hurt...
love fi xoxo

more spaces over at Kristys:)

pin me....

.......i do love a brooch over most adornments i think.



Something small, understated, bold and brash depending on what tickles your fancy.


Living Creatively are holding a competition on this very pretty. Enter why don't ya!


::oh by the by while we are on the subject a smattering of brooches here and here by yours truly;)

love fi xoxxoxo

whats that you say?

Today being Monday i thought i would share some random facts that you may not know about me.
Why Monday you ask well Monday is shiny and new and well just,...lets continue..

::i like stuff bits and pieces , things, objects drives the mister mad just quietly...which might have something to do with the appeal.

::i have very little long term memories, thanks to CF.
A condition that has afflicted me for over 18 years.I'm in remission and have been for a while although some days i wonder...


::i am 32

::I don't like wearing socks...ever.


::We have a family of brown house spiders living in the kitchen window.
We have shared space with Horatio and seen her bring up several batches of her tiny family.
We have an understanding.
::I cant knit to save my life, many have tried and failed to teach me the fine art, knitting dyslexia me.
I love to rescue beauties and some uglies from the op shop and give them a loving place to live.::i am very shy, no really...

::i am a terrible house wife; truly, woefully bad.


So is there anything you would like to know?
Please ask way, I'll endeavour to answer in the comments:)

Love fi oxoxoxox