Quiet Stitches

Just some quiet stitches I've been stealing before bed time. When Clover says their pen will disappear into thin air, they really mean it. That pen means business.

And three new buttons to add to my collection.

Buttons You Can Not Push

Well you can push them, but they're not going to do much except sit there and look pretty, are they?

I've got an addiction and I'm not afraid to share it.

I love pretty buttons. Each time I go near a fabric/haby shop, I seek out the prettiest buttons. I have a real penchant for vintage looking buttons. And I also love the real deal, vintage buttons.

What do you love right this very minute?

Magical March: Day 8

Are you feeling it? In Sydney, it's overcast, a little cool, perfectly Autumnal. Ideal for snuggling under quilts and watching old movies.

Well. If I didn't have two wee ones, perhaps that's what we'd be doing.

But instead, we went to Bunnings this morning. One of my favourite places to visit. You may think I am odd - but there's something about a hardware store that gets me. Maybe it's the endless possibilities. It makes me feel excited. Gets me thinking about our home and how we can make it ours (no mean feat when you live with your in-laws). I left with two plastic storage boxes to keep the big, fat silverfish at bay, and a tube of gap sealant. Exciting, non?

It's raining too. Just the sound of drizzle. Even more perfect for snuggling, snoozing. Baking. We're making lasagne for dinner.

Today? What's Magical? Sundays are always pretty good in my book. But today I got to finish some old projects. Gulp. Remember these PJs? Well now they finally have buttons.

Magical March: Day 3

It's hard to think of something magical today. I am sure I can think of something. Hmm. Nope.

Tiny was awake from 1-3am. I don't know why. She was just banging on about something for what felt like foreeeeever. Maybe I should have gone out for a few late night drinks with her. At least that would have felt productive. Instead of going in and out, in and out to check on her.

So today, I am officially zombie-fied.

And you know, my babes are always in tune with when I am going in to work. Perhaps that's why the late night sad-ons.

Which brings me to something pretty magical. This vintage jacket. I haven't worn it for yonks and yonks, but I am so happy to have brought it out for another wearing. It's my favourite work wear. Clearly I don't work in a bank. It's like the perfect antidote to working - it's still a jacket, but it's candy seersucker. You gotta be happy with that.

Can't remember where I bought it. Brand is 'Gingerbread'. That makes it even better in my book. And today it does sport a cute little button my sister bought me here.

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.