Showing posts with label dashing mitts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dashing mitts. Show all posts

Monday, January 17, 2011

January blahs


On the up side: the fabric was gorgeous, the cross country skiing delightful, and the women's sauna was divine.
new apron for a good girlfriend
a pre-teen deep into the world of fantasy
new sewing corner,
with adorable fabric and little lights by Joanie
new pair of dashing mitts for my brother, who lost one,
modeled here by Mr. Crafty
(I made a few mods on Ravelry)
Christmas jammies,
modeled by two silly boys

Sometimes when your child falls into their snow fort and can't get out, you have to say: Wait just a minute, let me get the camera!
Can you see the crocodile tears here? He really was stuck, but not so traumatized as all that.

I'm just not quite myself lately and feel like going far far away to a nice warm beach. By myself. So, sorry if I am out of blogland lately. Tell me how you cure your winter blahs.