Reluctant cleaning...blech...nothing interesting or fun here. Moving on...
My friend, Dawn, introduced me to a tag maker back in January. At the mere mention of it I knew I had to have one too. Anyhoo, I searched high and low for one here with no luck so Dawn picked one up for me and mailed it to me. I hadn't taken much time to really play with it until a few days ago. Here is a smattering of different tags I made:
click here to see more pictures of tags: flickr
Amid all of the Fraggle Rock watching and tag making I did sit down to the torch several times too. Katie and Nic pilfered almost all of my decent beads the weekend before last so this is all I have to show for now. I do have a handful of beads that need to be cleaned...if only I could find my bead reamer. (Caleb has been eyeing the bead reamer for weeks now and I think he finally managed to abscond with it on Saturday.)
As for the sewing, after I made a bunch of the little winged hearts last week my little-sewing-machine-that-could kept whispering my name, begging me to sit back down and sew something, anything, just sew already!! I have a list a mile long of things I want to sew, but where to start...then a friend called needing something fun for her niece's birthday and there it was. My reason to sit down at the sewing machine.
A little backstory...about five years ago I bought a ton of oil cloth and some new fangled textile they called chalk cloth from Mendel's. I didn't touch the chalk cloth until about three years ago. I made Logan a little foldable chalkboard to stuff in the diaper bag (for those times when Mommy needed a little sanity helper and she forgot her hipflask at the house). The idea was good, the execution was terrible. I used oil cloth to back and frame the chalk cloth. The oil cloth would have worked fine if I'd owned a teflon foot for my sewing machine, but I didn't (and still don't, for that matter) so the oil cloth puckered here and there and just looked crappy. Luckily, little eyes see past the imperfections.
Anyway, from that sad moment in mommy crafting history on I've been thinking of different ways to use that freaking chalk cloth up without destroying another inch of oil cloth or my dignity. Finally, not too long ago, I happened across the chalk cloth and a giant roll of Therm-O-Web sitting right next to each other...it was almost as if they were conspiring really...and then I glanced up at the WALL-O-FABRIC and it all came together. Can you hear the seraphim and cherubim singing? The trumpets blaring? Can you imagine the fluffy Crisco clouds parting and golden beams of light shining through? Kidding! But I am really pleased with the way these turned out: SHARP, if I do say so myself.
They roll up, tie shut and are stored in coordinating drawstring bags with little chalk storage pockets inside. Logan informs me they would be MUCH better if they were robots or monster trucks instead of cowboys and girlie dots, oh and also, he and Caleb both need new squishy chalk boards.