tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43995132168120575362024-03-19T20:17:10.622+11:00Dance for Cheese(It's a little bit wrong, but highly amusing)Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.comBlogger165125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-28334673287760661492010-10-11T21:34:00.000+11:002010-10-11T21:34:58.909+11:00All the fun of the fairThe Junior Crafter's little school held their <a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/biennial">biennial</a> Village Fair yesterday, and it was a wonderful day. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and there was an air of festivity all about the place. The Fair also incorporated the *ahem* Grand Opening of our (<em>not quite finished and not really how we wanted it but shh don't mention the war, it's not at all PC and we may seem ungrateful</em>) new Junior Learning Centre which was <strike>overpriced</strike> <strike>massively behind schedule</strike> <strike>bungled</strike> built as part of the Federal Government's Building Education Revolution. Our local federal MP put in an appearance and cut the ribbon. I'm hoping it will be completed by the time the Boy Genius commences school next February.<br />
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Anyway, back to the fair. The Bloke Who Lives At My Place organised races and games for the kiddies on the school oval, including the egg and spoon race, sack race and three legged races; some good old fashioned fun. I held the fort on the Cake Stall for the day, along with 2 other mums, and we simply couldn't keep up with demand! We had two trestle tables, which were completely covered and sold twice over, thanks to the generosity of our school community who baked and donated all the goodies which we sold. <br />
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<em>I'd love to share it with you of course, but I think that publishing a recipe like that on the internet would amount to some kind of sacrilege!</em><br />
Hope you had a lovely cake filled weekend too :)Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-88551092415499277812010-10-10T21:37:00.000+11:002010-10-10T21:37:19.293+11:00Wonder<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4yHNcmzlS4POx8JUIM-9TYXE_FjEomrL7ETohCQkMaqLRoe_0kAoVt-PZsEfDZY7wMGnCMHPSxv-IzjlviYe6u3ngYoeSULFaQmwKxiUvIGMzPlC5fDOt_hIvDsTm8XE7Apru-46g2BY/s1600/world+connected.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4yHNcmzlS4POx8JUIM-9TYXE_FjEomrL7ETohCQkMaqLRoe_0kAoVt-PZsEfDZY7wMGnCMHPSxv-IzjlviYe6u3ngYoeSULFaQmwKxiUvIGMzPlC5fDOt_hIvDsTm8XE7Apru-46g2BY/s320/world+connected.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em><a href="http://www.spartanwebsitedesign.com/website%20design%20get%20connected%20sized%20for%20web%20page.jpg"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> Image from here</span></a></em></div><br />
You may have noticed my absence this past week. I would like to state that I have not wavered at all in my committment to Blogtoberfest. I have, however, been marooned by technology this week after we lost our phoneline and our broadband connection. Apparently the ancient copper wire connecting me with the rest of the known universe doesn't cope well with unexpected amounts of water, like, say....rain.<br />
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And I must confess, I found I don't cope well without the rest of the known universe at my fingertips.<br />
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Which got me thinking. About a time when I didn't even own a computer. Or a mobile phone. Or a GPS. And I didn't know much about the internet, and I certainly didn't access it. And I was okay with that! I got along just fine. <br />
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Back then, if I needed to write a letter, I used a pen. I remember after I left school and was applying for jobs, I wrote my resume (with a pen) and took it to a clerical services company, who typed it up for me and printed me out about 10 copies. And this wasn't in the dark ages, people, I'm not that old, this was the early '90s.<br />
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If I needed to call someone I used a payphone. Sometimes I even waited until I got home to make the phone call (<em>imagine!</em>). If I needed to get somewhere I hadn't been before, I used a map. If I didn't know something, I looked it up in our huge set of Encyclopaedia Brittanica. Or I went to the library. Or I just wondered about it for a while, and sometimes, <em>I didn't ever find out the answer at all</em>.<br />
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But this week, being cut off from the outside world has made me realise just how much I have come to rely upon having all the world's knowledge simply a mouse click away. And it highlighted to me the fragility of that connection which we all take for granted. That little copper wire, that can't even stand a bit of rain, is all that connects me to the rest of the world.<br />
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And I'm very connected. I buy fabric from countries I've never been to, I learnt to crochet from watching videos on YouTube, I learnt how to make Marshmallow Fondant from a cake decorator in Finland, I can look at the front door of a house 3000km away using Google Streetview, I can find the answer to my daughter's questions about the current numbers of Emporor Penguins in Antarctica, and I can see what the weather is really like in Italy today.<br />
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<em>And I realised that I no longer wonder about things</em>. <br />
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Seriously, I don't. Do you? <br />
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If I want to know something I just <a href="http://www.google.com.au/">Google</a> it. I can always find the answer, <em>instantly</em>, because <em>someone, somewhere</em> <em>in the world</em> knows what the answer is, and I can connect to them through the wonder of the internet and the world wide web (as long as we don't get too much rain).<br />
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And now I wonder whether it's really healthy not to wonder about things...<br />
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<em>Maybe I'll just Google it and find out.</em>Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-68165963064578349992010-10-03T21:59:00.000+11:002010-10-03T21:59:33.085+11:00Bright sunshiny dayToday I am grateful for beautiful warm sunshine, the great aussie bbq, and the laughter of my children as they run and play outside in freshly mown grass. <br />
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I *heart* Spring.Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-69707698897090464602010-10-02T21:00:00.000+10:002010-10-02T21:00:55.252+10:00Thank youI really want to thank everyone who left me a comment or sent me an email yesterday, your kind words and caring thoughts really were just what I didn't know I needed. So thank you. <br />
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I am especially grateful to my gorgeous friend <a href="http://trashaloucan.blogspot.com/">Trash</a>, who left this comment: <br />
<em>Oh Gyps, I am sad to hear of your loss. It is difficult to explain the depth of the hole left by such a sudden loss of such an important part of your childhood. </em><br />
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If you know Trash, you will know she has a very special way with words. She managed to articulate the exact thing I was struggling to understand myself. Of course I was shocked and devastated by Jeannie's sudden and tragic death, as were so many people who's lives she had touched. But if I'm to be completely honest, I couldn't understand the depth of such <em>overwhelming</em> grief and loss, when in reality, I hadn't seen Jeannie for many many years. She was not a part of my everyday grown up life, her death would not actually leave a gap, an emptiness, in my day to day life. But Trash nailed it: <em>The sudden loss of such an important part of my childhood</em>. I think part of me is even grieving for the loss of the little 7 year old girl that I knew and loved, because that's how I remember her most. <br />
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Thank you Trash, for giving me the words I couldn't find.<br />
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xxGypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-91447987440458619972010-10-01T11:42:00.001+10:002010-10-02T21:27:13.984+10:00The 1st of BlogtoberHello Blogtober, my old friend. I have not been blogging as much as I'd like to of late, and I think <a href="http://tinniegirl.blogspot.com/p/blogtoberfest.html">Blogtoberfest</a> is just what I need to kick start me again. <br />
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I'm beginning Blogtober with a very heavy heart. My dear childhood friend Jeannie died last weekend in a terrible car accident. We farewelled her yesterday at a beautiful funeral, surrounded by many of her childhood friends and her heartbroken parents. I am in shock, and can't believe that she is gone. Jeannie was 37 years old, taken too early.<br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">We met in primary school, in Grade 1, and we were the best of friends for a number of years until I moved to a different school. Whenever we would meet people and were introduced together, we were always met with looks of disbelief: "I'm Gypsy" I would say, "I'm Jeannie" she would say. People had lots of trouble believing two little girls were really called Gypsy & Jeannie! People would often confuse us, and I spent quite a long time answering to 'Jeannie'!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Jeannie and I stayed in touch during our teenage years, but lost contact after that. I have kept up with Jeannie's 'happenings' over the years, through mutual friends, but it has been a long time since I have seen her. Nonetheless, I am feeling her loss very deeply, as are so many other people. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I remember Jeannie's energy, her vibrant nature and her zest for life. Even as a child she was always coming up with great ideas to keep us entertained, and Jeannie always made us laugh. Being with Jeannie was always fun. And from what I heard yesterday at her funeral, she hadn't changed a bit. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div>Rest in peace Jeannie. You are loved, and sadly missed.Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-4725530322917699312010-09-18T23:14:00.000+10:002010-09-18T23:14:15.171+10:00Donate Life <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table>Today, our family is rejoicing. A much loved family member today received the gift of life from an anonymous stranger: My husband's beautiful Aunt endured 9 hours of surgery today and is the grateful recipient of new lungs. Truly a gift of life. <div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Our entire family is rejoicing in this amazing gift we have all been given today. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">But also in our hearts today are thoughts for another family, a family in grief and sorrow at the loss of <em>their</em> loved one. We have only thanks and immense gratitude for this anonymous family, who, in their time of grief, were able to donate their loved one's organs to give new hope to so many families. We are eternally grateful, and our heartfelt thanks cannot be adequately expressed in words.</div><br />
Have you made a decision to donate your organs? Have you talked to your family about your wishes? Please do, your decision could save many lives. Visit <a href="http://www.donatelife.gov.au/">DonateLife</a> for more information about organ donation.<br />
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<em>Don't take your organs to Heaven. Heaven knows we need them here.</em>Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-28172524639047754752010-09-12T12:17:00.000+10:002010-09-12T12:17:35.288+10:00A series of unfortunate eventsHhhmm, I have just realised it's been a long time between blog posts for me, and there seems to be no way of gently easing back into it. So I'm just going to jump back in with both feet.<br />
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We have had an eventful few weeks here at Chateau Dance For Cheese. We seem to have been suffering a constant stream of winter ailments, including the usual winter flus, colds, coughs and me being incapacitated by a horrid chest infection. The weather has been grey and miserable (although the rain has been glorious for the gardens), I'm cold and tired and uninspired, so there has been precious little crafting happening here of late. <br />
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But the most unfortunate event occured here this week when we discovered (the hard way) that my dear little Cheeseboy has a severe peanut allergy. <br />
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I was making crackers with peanut butter for the Boy Genius on Wednesday (his favourite snack) and Cheeseboy asked for one. He had never had peanut butter before, but as he is now 18 months old I decided it was probably the right time. My other two children eat peanut butter regularly and we have no history of allergies in our family.<br />
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I watched him carefully as he ate the cracker with peanut butter. No reaction. Great, thought I smugly, just as I suspected, no allergies here. What I didn't realise, having never really been educated about allergies, is that allergic reactions are not always instant.<br />
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About 10 minutes later I noticed that Cheeseboy's little cheeks were quite red. I did think it was odd, but didn't for a second think that it might be to do with the peanuts. <br />
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Another 10 minutes later and he began suddenly vomiting, and I noticed a bright red rash appearing on his face, and slowly spreading down his neck.<br />
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At this point, I still did not realise he was having an allergic reaction, and in fact, I couldn't fathom what was going on at all.<br />
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I rang <a href="http://www.health.vic.gov.au/nurseoncall/">Nurse On Call</a> for advice (gosh that's a fantasic service). Whilst dialling, I stripped off his clothes and saw the rash had already spread to his tummy. His face was now completely covered in angry red welts. As I was describing his symptoms to the nurse, I realised it was an allergic reaction to the peanut butter. His eyes were swelling and puffy and red, and he was quite distressed. The nurse advised me to take him immediately to the Emergency Department at our local hospital (less than 1km from here).<br />
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At the ED they told me that whilst his throat was irritated and slightly swollen, his tongue was not swollen and his airways were clear. The doctor immediately treated him with antihistamines and steroids, which took about an hour to bring his symptoms under control. <br />
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We stayed in the hospital for 7 hours so they could observe him and make sure he was fine. We were sent home with antihistamines and steroids, and advised to have him seen by an Allergist as soon as possible to find out if he will need an epipen. The doctor also told me that if he accidently ingests peanuts again it is likely that his next reaction will be more severe, probably affecting his airways. This was one scary day.<br />
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We are waiting to see a specialist, and being extremely careful about what our little Cheeseboy eats in the meantime.<br />
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Interestingly, Cheeseboy has been suffering from a red rash on his face, for about 6 months. We have tried many many things to get rid of it, we weren't sure if it was eczema, a dribble rash, a teething rash, or maybe caused by his dummy? After our trip to the hospital and all the medications he was given, his rash has <em>completely disappeared</em>. Which makes me think it was possibly a reaction to traces of peanuts he has been ingesting in regular food - we eat lots of food which state on the labels 'may contain traces of peanuts'.<br />
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So now, I'm trying to get my head around how to manage a child with a potentially life threatening allergy. I'm trying to retrain myself to think about food in an entirely new way, checking labels carefully, asking about ingredients, and making sure everyone around us is aware of the situation, so hopefully my dear little Cheeseboy will not have to suffer through another allergic reaction.Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-67587393438287732672010-08-19T14:45:00.000+10:002010-08-19T14:45:38.727+10:00My Creative Space......this week is a lesson in perseverance. As you may remember, I have been trying to master the art of crochet, for quite some time now. I fell in love with the <a href="http://www.kootoyoo.com/2010/05/mulberry-granny-shrug.html">Granny Shrug</a>, printed out <a href="http://thornberry.wordpress.com/2010/05/31/granny-shrug-how-to/">Lara's pattern</a>, dilligently read <a href="http://www.kootoyoo.com/2010/05/how-to-make-granny-shrug.html">Kirsty's fab instructions</a>, purchased some Paton's Wilderness in Mulberry and a rather large hook, and have practiced and practiced. All I seem to make is a big pile of Mulberry Tangles. I have finally come to the disappointing realisation that I suck at crochet.<br />
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Determined not to be the biggest loser in the <em>yarn battle</em>, I have taken up a new weapon. I learnt to knit as a teenager, and to be honest, I wasn't very good at it. Probably because I found it a bit boring and time consuming, when really, I much preferred to spend my time at my besty's place, crimping my hair, dancing madly to 'Papa Don't Preach' and singing into a hairbrush. <br />
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These days my priorities seem to have changed somewhat (thank goodness, I hear you say), and the thought of sitting quietly, enjoying the rythmic click clack of the knitting needles seems like heaven on a stick. Okay, so I haven't knitted for...a really long time, and when I did knit, I never actually <em>completed</em> anything, but nothing was going to stop me now!<br />
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...except when my stitches strayed so far that <a href="http://www.knitting-naturally.com/simple-lace-scarf-pattern.html">the pattern</a> was barely recognisable. This was how far I got on my first attempt before deciding to unravel and start again. And let me tell you, I don't knit very fast, so this attempt took me hours. Unravelling it was awful.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Okay, so I persevered. Which is not something I usually do. I'm more of a 'do it perfectly the first time or don't bother at all' kind of gal. Which, all in all, is not a very productive attitude. So here I am, in my creative space, persevering. <em>And actually enjoying it a little...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">For more creative spaces, visit <a href="http://www.kootoyoo.com/2010/08/my-creative-space_19.html">Kirsty,</a> who's a whiz with yarn and hook.</div>Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-11101971323531411922010-08-14T11:12:00.001+10:002010-08-14T11:13:32.029+10:00One of life's sensational pleasures<em>I am pretty sure that, if you will be quite honest, you will admit that a good rousing sneeze, one that tears open your collar and throws your hair into your eyes, is really one of life's sensational pleasures.</em> <br />
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Yes. Quite. Unfortunately, <em>familiarity breeds contempt</em>. The gloss has come off and we have all well and truly had enough of sneezing. And coughing. And sore throats. And feeling miserable.<br />
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Hope you and yours are still enjoying a <em>good rousing sneeze</em>.Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-52298250366026940422010-08-05T07:48:00.000+10:002010-08-05T07:48:15.088+10:00Hurrah!An excellent email arrived this morning to brighten up my my otherwise dreary morning, from the lovely Anna at <a href="http://pollypratt.blogspot.com/">Polly Pratt</a>, to tell me I am the lucky winner of her <a href="http://pollypratt.blogspot.com/2010/07/got-to-be-in-to-win.html">dress giveaway</a>! <br />
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Have you seen the lovely clothes Anna is making? If not, you really should, her dresses and skirts are so pretty. I'm usually more of a 'pants' kind of girl, but I'm looking forward to a change this summer in my new <a href="http://pollypratt.blogspot.com/">Polly Pratt</a> original.<br />
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Thanks a million Anna, you've made my day.Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-61811141639352012552010-08-04T22:38:00.000+10:002010-08-04T22:38:00.548+10:0080s Movie of the Week - The Colour PurpleWeek 4<br />
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Her Choice: The Colour Purple, 1985<br />
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</div>Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-17850138374573213332010-08-04T10:36:00.000+10:002010-08-04T10:36:52.194+10:00Craft & Quilt Fair x 2<em>I must confess, I actually started writing this blog post last week right after the fair, but didn't manage to finish it and hit 'publish' until now! I hope you enjoy this somewhat belated account of the Craft & Quilt Fair!</em><br />
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Last weekend I made it to the Craft and Quilt Fair not once, but twice! What a lucky girl I am. On Saturday I spent the entire day admiring the beautiful quilts, making one or two <a href="http://www.janome.com.au/sewing_machine_overview.php?cid=ovrl&mid=ML644D&gid=MyLock 644D">small purchases</a> (!) and being inspired by all the talented crafty peeps at the show. I spent the day alone, but before you start to feel sorry for me you must remember that I am the mother of 3 very busy little people and time alone is an extremely rare commodity in my life. So I absolutely relished the thought of spending hours and hours, by myself, wandering through the craft fair. (I did try to make <a href="http://vintagericrac.blogspot.com/">Jodie's</a> meet, just to say hi, not realising <a href="http://vintagericrac.blogspot.com/2010/07/whats-crapper-than-crap.html">it had been cancelled</a>, hope you're feeling better soon Jodie).<br />
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And it certainly was a great day. I stopped to admire the beautiful free motion quilting of a very talented lady who turned out to be Kate of <a href="http://www.katessewingcentre.com.au/">Kate's Sewing Centre</a>, who invited me to sit down with her and proceeded to give me a half hour tutorial in the art of FMQ. Kate was so lovely, not to mention generous with her time and sharing her knowledge, I learned so much, thank you Kate!<br />
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Andi has <a href="http://patchandi.blogspot.com/2010/07/melbourne-craft-and-quilt-fair.html">lots more photos</a> of the amazing quilts that were on display, including another of my favourites, Crop Circles.<br />
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On Sunday, I made it back to the Fair with the Junior Crafter and her Crafty Sidekick in tow. We met up with <a href="http://and-so-i-sew.blogspot.com/">Karen</a> and <a href="http://hoppobumpo.blogspot.com/">Liesl</a> (with Argy and Bargy in tow) and had a wonderful afternoon wandering around the fair. Argy and Bargy were particularly well behaved and ever so cute, despite dire forecasts to the contrary! <br />
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The Junior Crafter was very interested in purchasing some 'horse fabric', so Karen kindly took her to a stall over in the next aisle to find some. The Junior Crafter carefully perused the fabric and informed Karen that although it was lovely, she didn't think she would buy it as it wasn't great value for money. She had already purchased a fat quarter for half the price this merchant was asking for a 30cm cut, she knowingly informed Karen. (She's 8 years old, and was <em>ever so careful</em> with her $20 spending money!)<br />
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The girls and Argy and Bargy had a wonderful time felting at the <a href="http://www.craftfair.com.au/Melbourne2010/app/pages/view/sewing_art_studio7/">Sewing Art Studio</a>. The kids were able to use the <a href="http://www.pfaff.com/au/14969.html">Pfaff Embellisher machine</a> to make some amazing pieces of fabric art. I love this machine, it uses no thread at all but instead has 5 needles which punch through the layers of fabric, creating a felted effect. <br />
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I also had fun playing with fibres and free motion stitching in the Sewing Art Studio:<br />
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Of course, the afternoon was somewhat hampered by<a href="http://thecraftgypsy.blogspot.com/2010/07/now-thats-dedication.html"> my painful foot</a>, but I soldiered on and eventually made it home where The Bloke Who Lives At My Place administered ice, bandages, rest and a healthy dose of medicinal chocolate. Just what the doctor ordered.<br />
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<em>Update: xrays showed no fracture and the foot's only bothering me slightly now, thanks for all the concern lovely readers.</em>Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-81927202320203559902010-07-30T14:27:00.000+10:002010-07-30T14:27:35.168+10:00Questions from the peanut galleryI was showing our wedding album to the 4 year old today, and the conversation went something like this:<br />
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<strong>Boy Genius</strong>: Mum, why did Dad choose you to be married to?<br />
<strong>Me</strong>: Hmmm, that's an interesting question...<br />
<strong>Boy Genius</strong>: I know! It's because you're the best cook!<br />
<strong>Me</strong>: Hmm, maybe...<br />
<strong>Boy Genius</strong>: You are the best cook Mum. You really are.<br />
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Thank you my darling.Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-10457192757873870662010-07-29T23:59:00.001+10:002010-07-30T00:00:25.899+10:00Things I have learned today...<ul><li>my foot is not fractured (hurrah!);</li>
<li>Cheeseboy dances for cheesecake too;</li>
<li>my car, which was damaged in the <a href="http://thecraftgypsy.blogspot.com/2010/03/storm-and-wedding-day.html">hailstorm</a> in March, will be repaired (yes, it has actually taken the insurance company 5 months and 4 assessments to decide this). <em>When</em> it will actually be repaired is anyone's guess;</li>
<li><a href="http://patons.biz/Colour_range.asp?yarnid=43">Patons Wilderness</a>, although very attractive and perfect for the <a href="http://www.kootoyoo.com/2010/05/how-to-make-granny-shrug.html">Granny Shrug</a>, is apparently more suited to people who can actually crochet. It does not lend itself to being unravelled and re-crocheted numerous times. After the second time, one needs to use scissors and start again;</li>
<li>that I can actually take the hip (19") and outside leg (21") measurements of the Boy Genius' whilst he's asleep, without disturbing him at all.</li>
<li>that there are simply not enough hours in my day. Even with <a href="http://thecraftgypsy.blogspot.com/2009/12/need-more-time.html">this</a>.</li>
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So now an update. Since neither the doctor's office or the hospital has called me with any results from my x-rays, I am presuming that my foot is not actually fractured. Or possibly this is simply our overworked and underfunded public health system at its finest. <em>Do you think either Julia or Tony are at all interested in my x-rays?</em> Either way, my foot seems to be improving (coincidentally, my disposition seems also somewhat improved after two days of lying about on the couch watching bad daytime tv and eating Tim Tams).<br />
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I am afraid I have been failing miserably at keeping my blog up to date, so will endeavour to bring you up to speed with all the latest goings on here at D4C during the next few days.<br />
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I have a few lovely balls of Patons Wilderness and a 15mm hook in hand to finally have a crack at <a href="http://www.kootoyoo.com/2010/05/how-to-make-granny-shrug.html">Kirsty's Granny Shrug</a>. Hope you too are enjoying a cosy winter's evening by the fire, maybe with some handcraft to keep you company.Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-86386941635607635402010-07-26T22:47:00.001+10:002010-07-26T22:48:31.878+10:00Now that's dedication...A funny thing happened on my way to the Craft Fair.<br />
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Okay, actually it wasn't so funny, it was quite painful. <br />
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You see, I was on my way yesterday from <a href="http://thecraftgypsy.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-bob-we-trust.html">Father Bob's celebration</a> to the <a href="http://www.craftfair.com.au/Melbourne2010/">Craft and Quilt Fair</a> when I had a little stumble on an uneven footpath and rolled my foot. It was immediately clear to me that the situation was dire, and an ambulance was needed to rush me to hospital for emergency orthopedic surgery, when suddenly, I remembered...two dear, sweet, innocent little 8 year old Crafters were looking at me with huge disappointed puppy-dog eyes. They had waited their entire crafty little lives for this one day at the Craft Fair. Not to mention some other <a href="http://hoppobumpo.blogspot.com/">crafty</a> <a href="http://and-so-i-sew.blogspot.com/">peeps</a> who were awaiting my arrival at the show! Who was I to let them down? So I pulled myself together, swallowed my pain and soldiered on, all the way to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Melbourne_Convention_and_Exhibition_Centre">Jeff's Shed</a>.<br />
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Okay, so that's not <em>exactly</em> how it happened. But...I did roll my foot very painfully, gave it a few minutes to see if there was any damage and when it appeared all was fine I continued on to the Craft Fair, with the Junior Crafter and her Sidekick in tow.<br />
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However, after a few hours of wandering the Fair, it became painfully apparent that I had actually done some damage to my foot, and by the time I got home last night I could barely walk. I popped in to see my doctor this afternoon and he sent me off for x-rays, concerned about a possible fracture.<br />
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I'm still awaiting the results, but if I find that I spent yesterday afternoon walking every aisle at the Craft and Quilt Fair with a broken foot, then surely I must qualify for some kind of Dedicated Crafter Award? <br />
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<em><span style="font-size: x-small;">More about what we got up to at the show (and pictures of loot) to follow soon, I promise.</span></em>Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-67600391343553638782010-07-26T10:18:00.000+10:002010-07-26T10:18:04.714+10:00In Bob we trust<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik5942dBY0jYW6_PMVziFAupd3KoWUbIwkRdDn-ZkdUT7ZVOkS1py8ul2k1lQhisssIPmiWzAtD5EKmzxFr87mUVuKN0A00AiGd7alI2CPg7AHn3eRheBCn3V9-q4xLJjWzbjDO27k1UA/s1600/father+bob.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik5942dBY0jYW6_PMVziFAupd3KoWUbIwkRdDn-ZkdUT7ZVOkS1py8ul2k1lQhisssIPmiWzAtD5EKmzxFr87mUVuKN0A00AiGd7alI2CPg7AHn3eRheBCn3V9-q4xLJjWzbjDO27k1UA/s320/father+bob.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="http://www.eurekastreet.com.au/article.aspx?aeid=16429">Image from here</a></span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Yesterday we celebrated Father Bob Maguire's 50th Anniversary as a Catholic Priest. If you live in Melbourne, you probably know of Father Bob, he's somewhat of a celebrity these days, appearing on television, radio, Twitter, Podcasts and even has his own <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bob_Maguire">Wiki entry</a>. Bob's commitment to humanitarian and charity work through the <a href="http://www.fatherbobsfoundation.com.au/">Father Bob Foundation</a> is long standing and well known. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">But Father Bob is more to us than priest, community leader and charity worker. He is also The Bloke's Great Uncle, and so we proudly joined a huge family contingent at <a href="http://www.sppchurch.org.au/">Sts Peter and Pauls</a> in South Melbourne yesterday for a special Mass celebrating Bob's 50 years in the priesthood. This is the same beautiful church where The Bloke and I were married, by Father Bob, more than 11 years ago.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">It was a wonderful celebration, which Bob took in his stride although he did seem a bit bemused about 'all the fuss'. At one point during the service he said he hoped the Church police weren't here because they would lock him up and throw away the key if they saw this Altar Cloth made for him by members of the parish:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqcqyKcxObTX7E__vzwmSbCAx_zCCyr0yg5Rle6Ok-WNccf7oJArjOEqdnOzmK_J1wEt09blSFFrYsJcGmcUla3QcQN62hD7lsp-ws9UtCjNT0WP0_ciaAp9SGH7hdziHC8QGWNWwjXxM/s1600/IMG_0726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqcqyKcxObTX7E__vzwmSbCAx_zCCyr0yg5Rle6Ok-WNccf7oJArjOEqdnOzmK_J1wEt09blSFFrYsJcGmcUla3QcQN62hD7lsp-ws9UtCjNT0WP0_ciaAp9SGH7hdziHC8QGWNWwjXxM/s320/IMG_0726.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Congratulations Bob, on 50 years of service to the community and generally being an all round caring and compassionate man. We love you.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<em>Boy Genius: 1</em><br />
<em>Me: nil</em>Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-89955080870151930582010-07-18T16:47:00.021+10:002010-07-20T16:10:27.231+10:00The one in which Tinniegirl makes an appearanceCathy. <a href="http://tinniegirl.blogspot.com/">Tinniegirl</a>. She paints, she laughs, she cooks, she debates, she's opinionated, she cares, she writes, she's funny, she's warm, she stitches, she sings, she blogs, she drinks, she's strong, she crochets, she's thoughtful, she shares, she's supportive, she's a little crazy, and even though she's strangely obsessed with rabbitholes and 3D experiential art, I think she's one amazing woman. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi89fTKXvcZOPc6rspcoNXYAAYR133FXMdK_oJINba27N4niM0gUNUMcu6v969R21S9mgxUXpCEcGm1SR05AZTdrKy24IZOpU-V8Du-c6CM2OYMtrtgQnZbwkECruKI5c2YSzzyCzDLNN0/s1600/IMG_0296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi89fTKXvcZOPc6rspcoNXYAAYR133FXMdK_oJINba27N4niM0gUNUMcu6v969R21S9mgxUXpCEcGm1SR05AZTdrKy24IZOpU-V8Du-c6CM2OYMtrtgQnZbwkECruKI5c2YSzzyCzDLNN0/s320/IMG_0296.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We each received a vintage collectible teaspoon with a note reading: "Bring me to dinner on Saturday night" and a <a href="http://tinniegirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/blogtoberfest-day-25-messages-from.html">Tinniegirl Affirmation Card</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And here's what we needed the spoon for</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNf8sG2m45FbCqcwScrS_L5O_oCn9mlyfDXkMfbYLRg7ZndSKMmVP6pKRWPoJXCAWx-hjNs6gewwUj0G0S_4ambnLeGy6qdv6P_duFn8CYBFyxvYqbrWAqGxtkt2zpT-GbMYwH-6fLFpQ/s1600/IMG_0302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNf8sG2m45FbCqcwScrS_L5O_oCn9mlyfDXkMfbYLRg7ZndSKMmVP6pKRWPoJXCAWx-hjNs6gewwUj0G0S_4ambnLeGy6qdv6P_duFn8CYBFyxvYqbrWAqGxtkt2zpT-GbMYwH-6fLFpQ/s320/IMG_0302.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Oh. My. God.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ghOCWWyaB_R-KIrFhmHZNxRs6enDY9DkuQx8jHIj7KjQeJTo5it7N_T0ms29B6KVnDrGKpwUx53rSfVLTPaUTUkulcHm-DdRI3oCsZWH3AhXUIXOhl3cVaO8x_NHUUCNyPm9NvbgAYM/s1600/IMG_0315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ghOCWWyaB_R-KIrFhmHZNxRs6enDY9DkuQx8jHIj7KjQeJTo5it7N_T0ms29B6KVnDrGKpwUx53rSfVLTPaUTUkulcHm-DdRI3oCsZWH3AhXUIXOhl3cVaO8x_NHUUCNyPm9NvbgAYM/s320/IMG_0315.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cathy crocheted a gorgeous scarf for the stork (ibis?) to go with the striped legwarmers <a href="http://www.myrtleandeunice.com/2010/05/day-after-weekend-before.html">Tania</a> made.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And finally, I thought you might like to see just how much fun our Cathy can be, especially when she's modelling some kind of strange urn cover, or testing out a cape for potential super powers (The pic in the middle is her serious artist-at-work type alter-ego!)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTos8Cf4PPRdsQ_6d3yREkP7nCvhWFpqn4obZHvK312q-EhUHOSp-hETZVFIRAXd3c7duoRDN58lIQ24uE7UI7T0gfg6U8ckmZcNIUH1XL1uVTjV-WoTkSAgdIenDMlzbKG9K7k9QJCyE/s1600/Mosaic+Cathy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTos8Cf4PPRdsQ_6d3yREkP7nCvhWFpqn4obZHvK312q-EhUHOSp-hETZVFIRAXd3c7duoRDN58lIQ24uE7UI7T0gfg6U8ckmZcNIUH1XL1uVTjV-WoTkSAgdIenDMlzbKG9K7k9QJCyE/s400/Mosaic+Cathy.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I *heart* <a href="http://tinniegirl.blogspot.com/">Tinniegirl</a>. </div><br />
Cathy's first Art Exhibition opens this Thursday night, details are <a href="http://tinniegirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/thats-great-news.html">here</a>. I'll see you there.Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-10622510968616537672010-07-17T22:53:00.011+10:002010-07-18T13:42:57.495+10:00Here's the story...<em>of </em><a href="http://hoppobumpo.blogspot.com/"><em>a lovely lady</em></a><em>, </em><br />
<em>who was sewing clothes each and every day,</em><br />
<em>all of them had </em><a href="http://hoppobumpo.blogspot.com/2010/06/that-other-cup.html"><em>bust adjustments</em></a><em>, and </em><a href="http://hoppobumpo.blogspot.com/2010/06/story-of-toile-and-error-or-what-heck.html"><em>other changes</em></a><em>,</em><br />
<em>but there were no berets.</em><br />
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<em>Here's the story, of a </em><a href="http://nicolemdesign.com.au/"><em>great designer</em></a><em>, </em><br />
<em>who was busy making patterns of her own, </em><br />
<em>all of them were </em><a href="https://www.nicolemdesign.com.au/shop/12-basic-bag-patterns"><em>bags</em></a><em> or </em><a href="https://www.nicolemdesign.com.au/shop/20-adult-hats"><em>hats</em></a><em> or even </em><a href="https://www.nicolemdesign.com.au/shop/kids-clothes/2397-tulip-dress.html"><em>dresses</em></a><em>, </em><br />
<em>but they were all alone.</em><br />
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<em>Til the one day when </em><a href="http://hoppobumpo.blogspot.com/"><em>this lady</em></a><em> met </em><a href="http://www.nicolemdesign.blogspot.com/"><em>this designer</em></a><em>,</em><br />
<em>and they knew that it was much more than a dream,</em><br />
<em>that they would somehow help each other,</em><br />
<em>and that's the way that they became the </em><a href="https://www.nicolemdesign.com.au/shop/hat-patterns/2408-beret-.html"><em>beret</em></a><em> team.</em><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhND4drPz3fF5d_0-zFMb2d2IsvoZ0ARKR7omjYNaACtH65gkZg-0WAt1rM6f4N3OinMBnj7ST-0q1O1I6k2ttngpLZYirMg3GCncfRUIIF0fkDcamCy32H105TkEDuS4qq4TvOzSMx038/s1600/mosaic+beret.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhND4drPz3fF5d_0-zFMb2d2IsvoZ0ARKR7omjYNaACtH65gkZg-0WAt1rM6f4N3OinMBnj7ST-0q1O1I6k2ttngpLZYirMg3GCncfRUIIF0fkDcamCy32H105TkEDuS4qq4TvOzSMx038/s400/mosaic+beret.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">And here's the beret <a href="http://hoppobumpo.blogspot.com/">Liesl</a> whipped up at <a href="http://thecraftgypsy.blogspot.com/2010/07/sewjourn.html">Sewjourn</a> from <a href="https://www.nicolemdesign.com.au/shop/hat-patterns/2408-beret-.html">Nikki's new pattern</a>, modelled by (<em><span style="font-size: x-small;">clockwise from top left</span></em>) <a href="http://hoppobumpo.blogspot.com/">Liesl</a>, <a href="http://tinniegirl.blogspot.com/">Cathy</a>, <a href="http://www.pippijoe.com/">Caitlin</a>, <a href="http://beccasauras.blogspot.com/">Bec</a>, Alice (who seems to have lost her beret), <a href="http://www.sugarlemon.com/blog/">Melanie</a>, me and <a href="http://curlypops.blogspot.com/">Cam</a>, and <a href="http://www.nicolemdesign.blogspot.com/">Nikki</a> wearing her own beret.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">You can buy the pattern for this fab beret in <a href="https://www.nicolemdesign.com.au/shop/hat-patterns/2408-beret-.html">Nikki's shop</a>.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">For more on what we got up to at Sewjourn last weekend, <a href="http://thecraftgypsy.blogspot.com/2010/07/sewjourn.html">click here</a>.</div>Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-35190026683704337112010-07-17T21:41:00.000+10:002010-07-17T21:41:30.134+10:00Sewjourn<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Last weekend <a href="http://hoppobumpo.blogspot.com/">Liesl</a>, <a href="http://tinniegirl.blogspot.com/">Cathy</a>, <a href="http://beccasauras.blogspot.com/">Bec</a>, <a href="http://www.sugarlemon.com/">Melanie</a>, <a href="http://pippijoe.blogspot.com/">Caitlin</a>, day tripper <a href="http://curlypops.blogspot.com/">Cam</a> and I went to <a href="http://www.sewjourn.net.au/">Sewjourn</a>. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thanks girls for a beautiful weekend.</div>Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-76833978463257369432010-07-16T11:38:00.003+10:002010-07-16T13:33:37.468+10:00Happy Birthday to...my dear, sweet, kind, generous, thoughtful and all round wonderful friend <a href="http://hoppobumpo.blogspot.com/">Liesl.</a><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">You can wish Liesl a Happy Birthday too: <a href="mailto:liesl@hoppobumpo.com">liesl [at] hoppobumpo [dot] com</a> <em>In case you were wondering, </em><a href="http://hoppobumpo.blogspot.com/"><em>Liesl</em></a><em> is of course turning 21. </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Hope you have a perfect day HB.</div>Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-74932086966376576122010-07-14T07:13:00.007+10:002010-07-14T07:13:00.705+10:0080s Movie of the Week Roadhouse<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Week 3</div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The Upshot: It was awesome. Totally awesome. One of my favourite 80s flicks ever! I loved it every time I watched it in the 80s and it has only got better with age. It has a bit of everything, action, drama, romance, Patrick Swayze almost naked, philosophy, a happy ending, did I mention Patrick Swayze au natural?</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Love it, love it, love it. Might watch it again. If you haven't seen it, you totally should.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div></div>Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4399513216812057536.post-21853489077392454992010-07-08T12:05:00.001+10:002010-07-08T12:06:29.227+10:00Out of the mouth of CheeseboyCheeseboy and I were waiting for my flat tyre to be repaired at the tyre store this morning when Cheeseboy's dear little face suddenly lit up with joy and he called out rather loudly "Dadda!"<br />
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I turned in surprise. I was sure The Bloke Who Lives At My Place was at the office today.<br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Alas, it wasn't his 'Dadda' Cheeseboy had spied. It was this poster. <em>Oh dear!</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><em>I bet The Bloke is ever so glad he's been getting up at 5.30am to go to the gym...</em>Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904203848454803698noreply@blogger.com5