A Mixed Bag Of A Day....

I've had a lovely Easter Monday (and hope you have too)......but it's been a higgeldy-piggeldy sort of day.
Firstly, after yesterday, I had to seriously consider having the doors widened (or at the very least, buying new jeans), but then common sense prevailed. It's not worth paying out just yet, when there is SSSSOOOOO much chocolate still in the house.
So then it was running a few chores.Well....running is perhaps not the correct verb. Especially not after yesterday. Daughter No1 came with me, which was lovely, and so required stopping off for a little light refreshment in Waitrose's coffee shop. Which is where I discovered something new.

Anyone seen this yet?........

It was worth the rather hefty price tag, just for the free calico that came with it. I've only had chance to have a quick glance through, and it looks nice, but to be honest, it's probably much of a muchness with all the other craft magazines that are out there at the moment. Still, it's the hols, so I have high hopes of being able to shut myself away for half an hour or so, armed with a cuppa and the mag.
Next, after getting lunch for the five thousand- which is what it feels like when The Ever Hungry Son and The Partner return from "knocking a ball around"- I actually had time for a spot of this......

Not for very long though, as I had to go in search of these....

"Our" team was playing this afternoon, and The Son wouldn't be a proper supporter if not wearing the correct garb, now would he?? We absolutely froze, but the atmosphere was warm, and AFC Bournemouth won....which does wonders for warming the cockles of your heart.
And that brings me to this moment in time, typing away at this post. Tomorrow sees the start of a four day football course for The Son, which means SEWING TIME!! Yay!!!!!!
Thanks for popping by. Catch up soon. xx

Happy Easter!!

Just a quick dash by, in order to wish you all a very Happy Easter! I can't stay and chat for long, as obviously, the more time I spend typing, means less time for my fingers to pop yet more chocolate into my mouth! And there is a LOT to get through. (Obviously, as a dutiful mother, I must also assist in consuming the eggs that The Son received.....I don't want him suffering from tooth decay or obesity problems, in later life, now do I?)
See you soon. xx

It's Time......

......to Break Out The Bunting! Yippee! I'm on my Happy Easter Holidays! And it's time to decorate! I have to be quite determined in this quest, as The Partner Does Not Approve. It has been known that he can be more than a little Bah Humbug on occasion! But to be honest, in all the grey dreary we've been having lately, weatherwise, there's nothing like a few metres of bunting, to raise the spirits.

And obviously with it being Easter, I'll need to add some of these....

....I can feel the Bah becoming even more Humbuggier as I type! Hopefully, I'll be able to placate him a little with some of these.....

Nothing like a bit of Heston Blumenthal to sort out the grumbles!
Thanks for popping by. xx

The Nodding Dog......

And before you ask....no, this is not a new fandangled yoga position. This is now what I've become. You know those dogs that were popular at one point, that sat in the back of cars, with wobbly heads? I'm obviously referring to artificial, plastic varieties, not real ones.......though I'm sure some real dogs could sit in the back of a car, and wobble their heads, if the mood so took them.
Anyway, that's what I've been since 2pm today. Mrs Wobbly Head.
Let me show you why......

Ta da!

The dreaded varifocals! What do you think of the blingy sides? It's the closest this girl is ever going to get to "a girl's best friend"!!
Apparently, it can take up to a week, for my brain to get used to them. I think the young man in the opticians was being kind....or perhaps overly optomistic. But he certainly didn't mention Wobbly Head Syndrome. To be able to see clearly, you have to move your head around, well, up and down, until whatever it is you're looking at comes into clear focus. At this rate, I'm going to need massage treatments for neck strain! For the record, if you move your head round and round, it makes you feel decidedly sea sick. Terrific.
I'm going to leave you now, and go and practise my wobbling between my needlework and the television.
See you soon......obviously dependent on my getting the focus right!! xx

Let's Tessellate.......

I've had such a lovely Sunday, and so hope that you have too. Football was postponed due to a soggy pitch.....which means just one thing.....Sewing Time!! YAY!!
So I thought I'd try a new block that I'd seen on-line a while back, and it was fun to do. When the blocks are finished, you get to play around making all sorts of various patterns. I settled on using 4 of the blocks, to make a larger block, and came up with this.....

The colours have obviously taken acid, between being a block on my table, and coming out as a photo on my blog, but I can promise you, they're quite mellow in real life.
And then, I finished the Doll Quilt, already to be posted off to some poor, unsuspecting soul. I think I'm pleased with it, though I'll be more pleased with it, when it has arrived safely and officially approved of.
Front.....

Back......

After all that sewing, I obviously needed a cuppa, which I had with a good friend, over a long chin wag. Like I said...a lovely Sunday.
See you soon. xx

Flippin' Football.....

Is there NEVER any end to it? If EVER proof were needed that there is little, or no, equality in my life (I can feel melodrama brewing nicely), then football is it.
My living room (a SERIOUSLY "bijou" space) is regularly turned into a football pitch. And by "regularly", I mean "morning, noon and night". I spend 5 hours a week on various side-lines, cheering on The Son. Well ok, sometimes I just stand there, in non-cheering mode, and sometimes I go off in search of a cup of Earl Grey. I organise our local Under 9's football team.....and if ever there was a Thankless Task List, this would be at the top of it. (Hard lesson to learn: you can't keep everyone happy. Least of all The Coach, who also happens to be The Partner.)
 And then, THEN ( allow mild hysteria to creep into your voice when reading this bit) just when I was looking forward to some hand sewing, vegging on the sofa, in front of the TV, after a particularly busy day, I'm informed that The Partner and The Son will be watching the Italy v Brazil game. Neither of them are Italian. Nor Brazilian. And apparently it's "only a friendly". No "Is it ok"'s? No "Do you mind"'s?.......Let me go and find my pinny, and tie myself to the kitchen sink......
On a happier note, progress is being made....

...and the Doll Quilt is almost completely hand quilted. Looking good for being ready for the posting deadline.
Thanks for popping by, and listening to me moan. xx

The Bucket List......

Or maybe "A" Bucket List? I was thinking that now I'm in the prime of Middle Age (I'm unlikely to make it much past 94 years old, when all is said and done), I might make a Bucket List.
I changed it from "The" to "A", as, being me, I'm unlikely to manage a definitive list. What might make it onto "The" list today, almost certainly wouldn't make it on next week. I'm not known for my List Making Prowess. And I can be quite fickle. Not good qualities when Bucket List making.
So. What would make "A" Bucket List today?
1. Sweden. Definately a trip to Sweden.
2. Drive a Winnebago through Canada for a few months.
(Number's 1 & 2 would be on EVERY list, as I've wanted to do these since time began.)
3. Own a VW Campervan, of the old-fashioned, done-up variety.
(Number 3 would also be on EVERY list, as I've wanted one since before time began.)
4. Hmmmm......Don't think I'm very good at this. I can't think of anything else.
5. To find a land to live in that DOESN'T show C**P television programmes, that The Partner INSISTS on watching.
(No, wait. That would also make it onto EVERY list......maybe I COULD make a "The" List after all!)
I'm going to sign off now, and leave the room, before yet another episode of "Stargate" sends me COMPLETELY looney-tunes..... xx