Blogtoberfest Day 31: The End

Thank flipping goodness it's the end of Blogtoberfest. No offence intended, I just found it hard, as demonstrated by a few holes. Or a few late posts here and there.

Please mop my brow. Or maybe my sister could get one of these and get her baby to mop my floor?

Blogtoberfest Day 2

I am totally pooped. The end. No one can trump it.

Blogtoberfest Day 1: Parallel Lions

It's day one of Blogtoberfest. Due to sleep deprivation and *boring* ongoing illness, I feel hungover myself, as though I've been out late at gigs. Clearly I've not. But I have stumbled upon something new. And I'm excited. Really, super dooper excited. Now I can just sit right up close to my computer and pretend I'm at the Hopetoun. Which coincidentally and sadly, is closing down.

As a quick aside, do you know how many ace bands & artists I have seen play there over the years? Too many! The place is an institute. It's been the launching pad for so many emerging artists, 'tis a shame, a shame I say.

Back to what I've stumbled upon. Ollie Browne (formerly Art of Fighting) has started up a new gig Parallel Lions. Together with Hamish Michael and Sam Bates, they form a new group with a stash of credentials.

Their single 'Separated' is a beautiful mix of acoustics, Browne's unforgettable and inimitable voice, alongside Bates delicate/decisive drumming and Michael on guitar (oh the guitar, beautiful). And the lyrics. I'm hooked. It's beautiful. It's addictive.

Their first album comes out October 23 via Bird Music/Shock.

Bird-Watching & Old Knockers: What Does It Sound Like In German?

heart shaped petals that reminded me of this lady

My Dad kindly informed me yesterday that he thought pottymouthmama was a bit boring of late. He's not so into fabrics.

In the interests of any men that might be reading, I'm going to have to step it up a bit. I have to think of something decidely un-boring. So that rules out 90% of my life (hey I'm not criticising my life, I love being home with the babies).

Given that there's still one sleep 'til garbage night there's not much to post on my bin.

So gents, perhaps you'd like to know what makes us tick over here at pottymouthmama HQ? Or perhaps not...? But maybe you've been wondering what sound a German train makes? A German donkey perhaps?

Click through here and find out.

In other ground-breaking news, The Doctor, my baby girl (who will from now on be referred to as Tiny) and I have been going on our walks. In fact, the Doctor has also formed this walking habit too, and is a great advocate for getting our walking shoes on and checking out the neighbourhood. He's a hardcore walker. Though we have one small problem. Every walk, without fail he wants a drink and we always forget his bottle. I know an easy fix. Remember the bottle. Genius! MENSA will probably be calling me soon.

I went to scout out the bin early. It's already full. It took much self-control to not launch myself into their yard and go rummaging early. Oh yes, it certainly did. Already I have it pegged to holding old tea towels and other kitchen accoutrement this week. Well, one can only hope. And I'm hoping it's not dustballs. That's for shizzle.

And just like clockwork - the teenage boy on the small motorbike rode out. Quel bizarre! Here's photographic evidence.

The Doctor loves to snap some pics of our walk. Today 'rad dogs' skating.

Anyway our walk today - we bird-watched - the feathered variety (sorry gents) with an old pair of 'knockers' that were gleaned from the bin in the initial motherload. The red ones, so I am told by the Doctor, 'are crummy'.

And news to hand - sewing classes start next week - my sewing machine got serviced yesterday (finally! woohoo!) - so ladies, get your engines revving. But what to make? What's something super dooper simple, what's a fail-safe easy pattern for a sewing novice such as myself? I'm thinking I might head off to Tessuti and glean some ideas from them. Ideas?

Better Dad?

It Was Never Going To Be Breakneck Speeds

But I thought, hey I can embroider a singlet without fabric stabiliser. It will just be a little slower, but I can dig it.

So I dove head first. I started this little singlet for part of a wee babe's Christmas present. This was Friday night. This is how much I stitched that night. And I didn't go back. Without fabric stabiliser, this was one wonky, slooooow stitch. It was more like a torturous exercise than a joy. I usually think stitching is a joy. This was tedious wonky-tonk to a tee.

As a quick aside, he's kind of like a German schnauzer.. Don't you think?

But I do need the stabiliser, no matter if he's German or Herman. Arthur or Martha. No matter his name, he needs stabiliser. I need stabiliser. The world needs stabilising.

So here's the audience participation. If you've used stabiliser before, in particular for a singlet - what kind do you get? Tell me my friends. Point me in the right direction.

Dream Fuel

One of my good friends pointed this photographer out. Usually when someone sends me a link to a photographer, I click through, expect some filter abuse, see some filter abuse, and click out - tell them I've looked. Wow it's great.

So this is what I was expecting when I went here.

Oh my. How pleasantly surprised I was. Here starts a new session of dream fuel. Sometimes its nice to prove expectations wrong. In fact, it's always pleasant to disprove expectations.. Well you know what I mean.

Beautiful photography by Jan von Holleben. Beautiful photography capturing the perfect and blooming imaginations of little ones.

Check out the complete shots because it was oh-so-hard to choose which ones to share with you. They're all beautiful.

You can buy all sorts of goodness here. Ja, you can.

And the clincher. He's German. Das ist super goot.

Fresh From The Fabric Stash

cute print, cool colour - me likey!

a pretty Japanese fabric.. buttons.. circles.. hmm, love it..

Guten tag! I'll carry on Blogtoberfesting and sharing my favourites from my fabric stash, all in one post. Ja?

If you would like to learn more of Blogtoberfest, take your lederhosen-wearing body over to Big Cat's Emporium.

If fabric is what you fancy, then go high-five Pip at Meet Me at Mikes and check out who else is playing. There's loads of fabric fun to be had. Trust me. I know. I've been cruising about checking out everyone's booty (and I mean fabrics, nothing more saucy, dear reader - mind out of the gutter!).

Today has been chaos and I am completely knackered (when I said this out loud, The Doctor exclaimed - "But Mummy, why are you telling Daddy you're naked. You're not naked."). I tried to get to Craft Depot on Pennant Hills Road before closing time - but got a little diverted from the correct course, and got there late. Don't tell Hoppo Bumpo I've still not started my stencils.. She'll kick me out of the stencil-along gang. Aye aye aye.

So tomorrow. Craft depot. More fabric goodness. And a whole lotta Deutsche Bank and kartoffel.. Ich habe Dich lieb. Yes. Yes I do.

Get Out Your Lederhosen

It's Blogtoberfest! Head on over to Big Cat to read all the small print, but what it means for you, dear reader - I'll be posting every day for the month of October (and today - I am going for a land-speed record with three massive posts - whoa nelly!). Unfortunately I'm not a busty blonde handing out bier, but you know, I'll try my best to enchant you with the clunky sound of some German (I'll be reaching into my Year 8 memory for that).

Ich bin ein blogger hear me roar.

Anyway, Flossy-P has created an ace button to add to your blog if you're a player.. Head on over and pick up the details and give her a high five while you're there.

I'm already onto day two of Blogtoberfest, and to celebrate, here are some pics of everyone's favourite pseudo-German (!?) the Hoff.. He's German isn't he? Well, even if he isn't, we can pretend das ist goot.