So after bath time and feeding time, which, like usual, I helplessly fall asleep in bed with Merrick, a load in the washer and today's dishes cleaned and drying, here I am back to post.
But let me warn you; this post won't contain any cute picture. I still wonder if I'm going to put any picture at all. Seems like I can't get good picture out of the old camera my in-laws lent me. So I have ordinary pictures of a vest I did for Merrick and a beginning of a cowl for tomorrow's yarn along, and underexposed pictures of a little dress for Victoria (the doll) for the sewing bee.
I actually found one that I liked enough... Seems like I can't post without a picture after all....
I was considering blogging and reading blogs as time for myself... But I wonder now. I feel it's actually eating up my time. And I start wondering why I actually blog. Does any one read me?
Or is it solely for myself?
I love taking pictures and show them. Their subject is mainly my children. But I started feeling uncomfortable posting them, as much as I like it (?).
And then I love sharing what I did, what I'm learning. The vest I did for Merrick is far from being to nicest thing on earth... But I did it! I actually took some yarn and made a piece of clothing with it! It doesn't matter that it was a doll pattern and ended up so big I stopped halfway. And I really feel like showing you.
(oh, that would be the cue for Feed me!)
Fortunately, I mainly make and do stuff for my number one fan, Mariann. She gets exited about any toy I make her. The Fairy House and the snow drop fée I made for my friend Danni's February Fairy is so far a big hit for her, even if none of you commented. She wears any little dresses, even those that was not so well made.
(back from another feed)
This post is getting pretty chaotic. Can't seem to classify my ideas tonight.
Merrick is eating so much! Every two hours, maybe more often. Literally draining me! Doesn't really show that he eats solid 3 times a day.
And that cold! Can it just stop? I went outdoor today. Dressed the kids pretty well and all. It snowed yesterday and it was really good cardio to run around with my jogging stroller, a baby on my back. Every one I met smiled with compassion. Several ladies (and I'm talking of about 8) actually said something. "I find you very good to do that." "Omg you're so loaded!" and "It's not always easy". Yeah, it wasn't that easy, but I needed to walk and shake up a bit.
I think I'm going to stop here and continue my cowl. Because I'm actually crocheting something for myself right now. How thrilling?