Monday, February 23, 2009

Ear Mouse

Remember this little guy?

Well here's my version of him...with a party hat!

Man, realistic human ears are a pain in the ass to crochet.

Completed February 23, 2009

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Yeah...I don't know.

To continue what seems to be a series of crafting fails,
I present to you this...

Anthropomorphic Carrots!
Or Amigurumi if you're fancy.
Or Japanese.

The pattern was in a book I bought last year...
(minus the dumb faces)
I hadn't crocheted in a while...
I happen to have orange yarn kicking around.
It just seemed like a good idea at the time.
One thing for sure, I need to work on my crocheting skills.

These are probably the stupidest things I've ever made.
The one on the left is even wearing a party hat. And yes, that's an eye patch. I only had five googly eyes in my supply stash.

Completed February 21, 2009

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Hey Sweet Sweater...Uh. No. sweater sucks. Last night I finally finished that sweater I started a couple of weeks ago. After stitching the seams, I anxiously tried it on and had a Cosby Show moment. You know, that episode where Theo paid Denise to make him a yellow shirt and when he tried it on the sleeves were different lengths and it looked nothing like the yellow shirt he had wanted. It was that on a smaller, less comedic scale.

It's pretty noticeable in the pics, one side is slightly more stretched than the other on the shoulder. (Screen left) It might not be so bad after I block it but then it might be too big after I do that. I don't know. Bah.

Completed February 18, 2009

Monday, February 16, 2009

My My My, Delilah

A couple of weeks ago, Nugget asked Jubb Jubb if she could teach her how to play guitar. Jubbers said yes and Nugget was excited. For days she kept asking when we were going shopping for her guitar. I kept putting it off to see how serious she was about it. I asked a few people what kind of guitar would be appropriate for a 7 year old who has a penchant for being flaky with her interests. One person suggested an electric guitar because it would be easier on her fingers, another suggested a classical. I priced out both at Tom Lee Music and they were well over what I was willing to spend on something that could potentially end up in her closet beside her little sewing machine and her little knitting machine gathering dust. All these things she HAD to have, and then upon trying, found them challenging and she gave up. It’s a pattern I know too well. I can pretty much predict it when she gets a new gift that requires instructions and practice. It always ends in tears. So while she’s been asking for a guitar, I’ve been telling her that learning to play guitar isn’t instant. It’s going to take practice and it’s going to be frustrating. I’ve been getting the “I KNOOOW” with an eye roll response, which should be enough to make me not want to get her one, but I like to encourage, and foster her interests, within reason of course. So as a Valentine’s gift I gave the Nugget her very own, Nugget-sized guitar and lesson book, purchased at Toys R Us. I contemplated bringing her along so she could pick the one she wanted, but decided to go without her because I didn’t want us coming home with something pink and Hannah Montana. Some choices should not be left up to a 7 year old.

So this is Delilah, Nugget’s new baby. She makes my Clementine look enormous when she’s really quite wee for a guitar. Nugget was thrilled and jumped on the first lesson right away. It was deceptively easy, strumming G on whole notes. And it wasn’t even the G chord that required the use of three fingers; it was the third finger, on the third fret of the first string. Strum the bottom three strings. Easy peasy. She even played a song just strumming G every four beats. Then she tried it with all the songs she wrote. This was very painful. Hurley took cover and hid on the other side of the couch.

Then Lesson 2 happened:D7 and half notes.That was disastrous and as predicted, ended in tears. She complained her fingers hurt and it was too hard, because now she had to use three fingers to hold down three strings instead of one. We were three pages into the Lesson book. Let’s try this again tomorrow.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Don't Let Go

This is "Don't Let Go", the song the Nugget wrote and dedicated to me, apparently. Judging from the lyrics she's feeling some separation anxiety or she has a fear that I'm going to "let go" of her somewhere. I'm guessing it comes from when she's being a little jerk while we're out and I threaten to leave her wherever we are if she doesn't behave. Maybe "I'll be all..." should be changed to "I'll be good..."

These are her original lyrics.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Love Day...From Scratch!

In celebration of Valentine's Day, the Nugget and I baked and decorated mini chocolate cupcakes from scratch (yes, Scratch!) for her party at school tomorrow. This is an accomplishment for a non-baker such as myself. When Nugget told her dad we were going to bake cupcakes, he automatically assumed we'd be opening a box of cake mix and adding water. Not so! Behold! Cupcakes! From scratch! Made with real eggs and flour that we accurately measured with measuring cups! We even used spatulas! And thus, I am counting this as one of my weekly creations. Did I mention, they're from scratch? I'd actually like to know where that phrase comes from because it sounds weirder the more I type it. From scratch?

So the Nugget was better organized than I this year and finished making all her Valentine cards a month ago. I hadn't taken down the Christmas decorations yet when she started cutting out paper hearts. There was only one Valentine card casualty during the making of her cards and Hurley got a severe scolding for it. How dare he chew up the last paper doily! I on the other hand had big plans to out do the few cards I made last year. This time there would be glitter. But it's not going to happen. It's almost 10PM and I'm still contemplating staying up late to make some... but alas, cutting and pasting lame Valentines greetings now seems like such a frivolous waste of time when three piles of clean laundry have been sitting waiting to be folded on my bed since Sunday. Good thing I'm small and don't need much sleeping room.

Here's the Nugget admiring her handy work.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Things I'm Discovering...

1. The longer I spend knitting this sweater, the more I realize I don't like knitting this sweater. It lacks the instant gratification.

2. Yoga hurts when you haven't done it in about 8 years.

3. I don't like going to the gym. Having to pay for it every month hasn't been quite the motivator I was hoping it would be.

4. My body hates me when I get less than 5 hours of sleep.

5. The older I get the more complicated my income tax forms become.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Love Dog

Last week the Nugget got bit by the song-writing bug and wrote eight songs, each one dedicated to someone in her family and each one filled with 7 year old angst, touching on the important issues that a 7 year old faces. Issues like frustration with one's new puppy, frustration with one's grandmother not knowing what one is capable of, separation anxiety with one's mother, and seeing one's father as a hero despite the opinions of others, just to describe a few. The first ballad was called "Love Dog" and was dedicated to our dog, Hurley. She decided she wanted to record it tonight before she went to bed. So without further adieu, I present my Nugget singing "Love Dog" with her love dog, Hurley.

Here are her original lyrics to "Love Dog". And just like one of her favourite singers, Tegan Quin, she forgot the lyrics at the end of the song and mixed them up.

Update: Whoops. This was the take I meant to post.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

If You Want To Destroy My Sweater...Hold This Thread As I Walk Away

I started my very first sweater last Sunday. So far I've finished the front and three quarters of one sleeve. I know I was aiming for one project a week but since this is my first attempt at a sweater, I'm giving this one two weeks at the very least. It's supposed to be for me but it's looking kind of small. We'll see how it turns out, it stretches quite a bit. Either Nugget will be getting a new sweater or I'll have something to wear for the next ugly Christmas Sweater day at work.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Earn Your Keep

Yes, she does dishes. At least she did today. There has been much talk about allowance in the last few days with the Nugget asking why she doesn't get one.

Nugget: "Maya and Isabelle get an allowance. Why can't I get one? Why???"

Me: "I don't know. Do they do chores?"
Nugget: "No. They just get $5 every week from their mom and dad."

Me: "Well I'm only giving you $5 if you do chores. I'm not just going to hand it over for nothing."

Nugget: "Okay. I'll do chores."

Me: "Sweet."

Nugget: "I'll make a list!"

Me: "I'll give you $5 just to clean your room."

Nugget: "No. I'll make my own list."

So last night the Nugget put pencil to paper and came up with her own list of chores she was willing to do for $5.
It was a pretty ambitious list that filled a page and a little bit. Amongst the list of twelve items, my only request for her to clean her room was nowhere to be found.

Me: "Fine. But you have to complete every chore on that list and it has to pass inspection before I give you $5."

Nugget: "Deal. Pinky Promise."

Me: "Sweet. I hold you to that Pinky Promise."

And with our pinkies locked, we sealed the deal.

This morning, I awoke to a very anxious Nugget wearing her apron over her pajamas and a handkerchief around her head. It was 7am. She got a good chunk of the list completed before noon. Then she lost interest.

Checked off on the list:

1. Clean the toilet
2. Wash the dishes

5. Clean the sinks

8. Clean the TV

9. Wipe the black drawers

10. Dust the shelves

She has the rest of the week to complete the list.
A deal's a deal.

*Update. I gave her $5 for the six chores she completed. I'm not THAT mean :)

I'm Ron Burgundy?

A special request from Rutty. A hat in burgundy. I added the grey stripe on the bottom in memory of his missing green hat that had a similar grey stripe. Started this last night while watching Battlestar Gallactica and finished it this morning while the Nugget washed the dishes and Hurley napped beside me.

Completed February 1st, 2009