Pinsteration and Frustration

22 Sep

Its been a long time since I posted any Pinsteration here, so I thought I might show you what I’ve been drooling over lately:


Because I think some massive bright clashing columns would look fantastic in my tiny little rental house.

You can see the details a lot better in this one, but it doesn’t have the whole picture.

Erik Madigan Heck

OK, so I’m not too hot on the style of the floor painting, but I really like the IDEA of it. I’d love to go mad on our horrible stained linoleum. I might have to look into that….

And now that I’ve done the Pinsteration, on to the Frustration.

Look,  you guys can’t help but notice that I sew a fair amount, but I cannot remember the last time I made something for myself successfully. I just want to put it out there – I don’t seem to have any problems with sewing stuff for other people, but I have not made a single thing I have liked for myself in years. I have just spent the last week sewing a top for myself every spare moment, AND IT WAS FREAKING AWFUL! DOGHEWI GHEWIGH LIESJFGJERKHGTKJ!!!


I think I might have to go to some actual pattern alteration classes and work out what the hell I’m doing wrong….Anyway, just thought I’d vent.

On blogs everyone’s lives seems to be perfect and fantastic, they make amazing and wonderful things, they cook amazing and wonderful things, they never lose patience with their kids, their kids are fantastic and well-behaved, their photos show they live in a permanent twilight with soft focus, they swim in sepia tone, they are a perfect size 6 and they apparently live in a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT WORLD from the one I do.

So no, in case you hadn’t already worked it out (or know it because you know me well), things often go awry in Casa del Slacker.

Anyway, go and check this out for a laugh – but be warned, its a bit rude, which is why its funny:


Fathers Day, McScrooges Birthday, Boys Birthday and so on….

17 Sep

Well, it was Boys second birthday last week, and, going against the Pinterest trend, I DID NOT put on a huge shindig which rivals some weddings I’ve been to, nor did I buy out ToysRUs or anything similar. In fact, I went cheapskate the whole way.

I did start thinking about having a big picnic like we did for Girl’s birthdays when she was little, until it occured to me that Boy is shy. OK, lets be honest – Boy really doesn’t like people much, so I figured I should do something he might actually like  far more – we just had a nice dinner at home.


Girl insisted that pumpkin soup is his favourite – he denied that by blowing raspberries at me when I put it in front of him.  Here he is opening the card Girl made him. (do you see that shiner? He took a header into the kagu in the living room, right onto the corner of the step – ooochie).


He got a set of hardcover Lynley Dodd stories, a shirt (I know, lame, right?) and a big Hotwheels car. And thats it. It didn’t matter, once he opened the car, he could car less about the rest of it, ignored the heck out of it all anyway. Well, thats not quite true, we also got him a trike we found on ebay, but I dont have any photos of it! So never mind. Another time.

Here His Preciousness is with his cake (note the Hot wheels car still clutched in one hand)…

About 1 minute after blowing out his candles and eating his first bite he threw up all over his bowl. Lovely. The next few days were filled with similar sorts of loveliness. Euw.

We also had fathers day and McScrooge’s birthday that week (it never rains but it pours).

I cant remember what we got him. Probably not much. He honestly hates it when we get him things and is disappointed with us when we do.

Girl had a birthday party to go to and asked for a pencil case like we did before. Since that fitted in with my typical cheap style I was fine with it. The oilcloth was in the bundle I got at the fabric-0-brac at the State Library a few weeks ago. I actually found it pretty thick and difficult to work with so I had to leave it quite simple. It worked out ok.

I had decided not to do another fabric covered sketchbook because I wasn’t quite happy with the last one, so instead I sewed a cover for an A5 folder and made her a funky diary instead.


Just ignore the little corner of messy workroom there, ok? The inside of the cover is gingham material with clear vinyl from, yet again, sheet set packs sewn over the top. I put together dividers with pretty pictures and titles like: “If I Were A Mermaid” and “Things I Want To Make” and “Super Cool” and “My Dream Castle”. Then I laminated them. I was going to sew around them with top-stitching thread, but I was sewing right up to the minute she was picked up, so I ran out of time.

The images on the dividers mostly come from, their digital scrapbooking stuff, and some of it is pictures of material in my stash.

The dividers are not quite flush, but never mind, I’m happy with it, and most importantly, Girl was jiggling with delight, and even MORE importantly, some of the other mothers have since approached me to hassle me about them, so I know I have done good! Plus, I have survived the last few weeks, which is the most important thing.

Now if only I can survive the next few on the lead-up to our holiday away…

Fabric-a-brac at the State Library

2 Sep

I may not have been hanging around The Slacker for awhile, but I have been getting out and about.

Last week (was it last week? I cant remember now) my local meetup mothers group had a meet up at the State Library where there was a fabric and craft swap market (there was also some baby reading and rhymes thing that we went to first, but all I can really remember was the heaven to come). Holy moly it was fantastic.

I coulda spent every cent I had there. It was heartwarming to know I am not the only one who obsessively collects and DOES NOT USE craft materials. They were selling their lovingly hoarded bits and bobs at insane amounts, $3 or $5 for a few metres of material. I was seriously in sewing heaven.

Unfortunately I didn’t take any photos of the fabric-a-brac, I was too busy running around avoiding my children’s entreaties for attention/food/milk/home and rummaging through the masses of amazing material.

I actually managed to restrict myself to spending only $25. which was unbelievably hard, but now I regret not getting more. Isn’t that the way? Somehow everything I did get turned out to be pinks and reds though. Wonder what thats about?

It is almost all already button-holed for projects. I wonder if they will get done or if they will simply join my own lovingly hoarded yet untouched cupboard of pretties? Either way, THERE IS NO WAY I am going to sell them at the next Fabric-a-brac. Please PLEASE let there be a next one!

Pretty Pretty

15 Aug

We’ve only got another 6 weeks until we go overseas. Its suddenly looming over us, instilling deep fear of NOT GETTING ENOUGH DONE!!! Aaargghhhhh!

So I immediately turned around and wasted loads of time sewing up a dress for Girl, and now, blogging it. I’ll get everything I need to get done, completed some other time. Soon. I promise.

I made up the pattern, although its just a basic bodice with a sweet-heart neckline, straps, a gathered skirt and of course, it was missing something so as usual we added a great big huge sash and bow. I think it works alright, and it didn’t really take too long, started yesterday at 3pm, and finished at around 10ish, but had to stop in the middle to cook and eat dinner, kid wrangle, watch the news, etc, etc. So pretty quick and easy, really. The material is leftover from a patchwork quilt I made for Girl awhile ago, and the material for which Girl chose. I personally find it a little pastel, but she likes it.

Now I better go do something constructive I suppose…although theres lots more things Girl wanted me to make for her…


What The Fwuck?!!

12 Aug

How did this happen?! I am on the train with my sweet and innocent little one and a half year old Boy and he starts shrieking at the top of his lungs “Fwuck Mama! Fwuck! FWUCK!!!” Holy Moly, how the hecking heck did this happen?! O the embarrassment! O the instant recriminations towards the absent Scrooge (despite the fact that I am the bigger potty-mouth of us).

Within seconds I am cringing with embarrassment and unsuccessfully trying a combination of covering his mouth and loud “Shuuuush!!”ing. To no avail. If anything the “Fwuck”ing gets louder and horror! He starts to drop the “w”!

And then the realisation: Fwuck = Truck. This is a relief, but not a great one since no-one else realises it, and a train full of people are silently castigating my parenting, and soon they are joined by everyone in the CBD as he loudly rejoices in every “Fwuck!” we pass.  And there are a frick-load of delivery fwucks in the CBD.

McScrooge almost swallowed his tongue when Boy greeted his arrival home that evening with a long and mostly incomprehensible monologue about “Fwucks”.

It is both hilarious and horrifying and three days later Boy still shows no signs of abatement, despite long and clear coaching of the “TR” sounds. He says “TRain” and “TRack” very clearly and wonderfully, and “Fwuck” very clearly too. About the only progress is that more often than not the “w” is being dropped. And let me just mention here that Boy is OBSESSED with fwucks.

I have to admit, though, to indulging in more than a snigger when McScrooge, Girl and Boy came home from Church this morning and said that Boy called out very loudly and clearly: “Fwuck! FWUUUUUUUUCK!” through the service. I have never been 4more relieved to be a heathen and to get to sleep in every Sunday morning.

Whats In A Name?

10 Aug

I’m over this title stuff. It’s hard to think something up that isn’t really dorky. Maybe from now on if I can’t think of something all my titles will be “hgosewhgo heljkh” or similar. Just so you know.

Where have I been lately? Well unfortunately I exceeded my download allowance on the VERY FIRST DAY OF THE MONTH and had to put up with shaped internet for the whole of July. Boy, was it tough. I just barely stopped myself from throwing the computer out the window. Or buying more download allowance. But I was good and I toughed it out. Such are the hardships of our lives, huh? I think we’re doing pretty fricking awesomely if thats the hardship we put up with.

Of course, this doesn’t count pooey nappies, realising I’m going to have to do something about my wisdom teeth (REAL soon), vomiting flus throughout the family or finding the dosh to pay bills, but anyway.

So, yes, I did do stuff while I was away from you! This is what I did…

A whole heck of a lot of these:

to go along with this:

A baby pack for my little sisters newest littlest one. A change-mat made to her specifications, a huge stack of reuseable cotton flannel baby wipes made from a combination of new flannel and flannel recycled from a massive bag of flannel pjs. Yes, yes, I soaked the heck out of them, washed them and hung them out to dry in the sun before cutting them up for use. Then I couldn’t resist buying a little grow-suit set from Pumpkin Patch to go with.

Then I made another set for a friend of mine who has had a beautiful little girl, and then, because I couldn’t help myself, I also made a little patchwork blanket:

with lots of help from Girl who sewed the squares, but we couldn’t be stuffed doing any quilting on it, and I think its just fine without, and then we couldn’t resist making this as well!

Oh, why wasn’t Boy another Girl? Girl clothes are so cute! I wish I made this sort of thing for Girl when she was little, but I was totally into dressing her like a boy. Now I try to dress Boy like a girl, but it doesn’t work…sob…somehow he knows he’s a boy and he screams and carries on “Pretty! Pretty! NOOoooooooooooooo!” Like, seriously? How does he know?

So pretty….Its Butterick 6361, version C but without the sleeves or the hem detail. Instead I completely lined the bodice with a soft voile, but when it was finished it looked a little bit boring and lacking something. So Girl told me to stick a big fat bow on the front of the dress and then on the butt of the bloomers. Too cute. It made it just the right amount of treacle.

It was quick and easy to sew up, in fact I started it the afternoon before and had it finished that night. However, I did cut the newborn size and it might even fit her sometime around her first birthday. Other than that, I’m very happy with it!

I gotta tell you, it was really nice to just sew something quick and easy start to finish without any messing around or problems. I wish all my projects were so easy.

Anyway, must go and force Boy to stop veging in front of the tellie, the trampoline is calling! Bye!


A Brief Moment of Sunshine

26 Jun

McScrooge was out west last weekend, and the kidlets and I treated it a bit like being on holidays. Which is a bit mean, isn’t it? I mean, in fact it was extra work, but theres something about not having to fight someone for the remote or defend my program choices to – although in fact what happened was that Girl claimed the remote and I didn’t get to watch what I wanted anyway…

And it was a fricking beautiful weekend. It was sunny and warm without being boiling. We went to the markets, and had a ride on the ferry, and then on Sunday we made savoury carrot and broccoli muffins and scones with jam and cream. Girl built a big cubbyhouse in the backyard with sheets and stuff and Boy got in her way and pulled it all down and then we pigged out. And it was glorious. McScrooge needs to go west more often. Either that or we just need to get out more…

Boy is looking more and more like his Daddy. I think it’s the little milk-bellie that does it. On his Dad it’s more a beer-bellie though.

Mmmm, scones with jam and cream….except at the last moment we realised we had run out of jam, and instead its scones with cranberry sauce and cream….yum….well really its practically exactly the same. So still yum.