Knit-Picker

Last night I decided to cast on the Doctor's scarf. He wanted blue, and since I have a mean addiction to Debbie Bliss cashmerino aran (all thanks to Alexis at Knot Sew Crafty), so I sourced this pale blue. I like to think of it soft as a snowflake (and in fact, I think I will throw in some Winter white to mix things up a bit).

Lo and behold, I had completely forgotten how to cast on. Well I thought I remembered. Did it, cast on 40 stitches, started knitting - and uh oh - it all went wobbly. So I had to pull it all off the needles and start again. And again. And again. I googled a few casting on videos but man, do they think I am Inspector Gadget with go-go gadget fingers?! I can't cast on that quick - that's why I am watching a video via the interwebs peeps! Slooooow down.

And then I came across this pearler. Super simple, easy to follow, I didn't even need to watch the whole thing because I got it. So easy!

New knitters, come, watch this video and cast on without shame!

I Just Hope They Had A Good Bikini Wax Beforehand

Confessions: Guilty Fantasy

I have a guilty confession. It's not that I am mad for cheese. I do like cheese, but I wouldn't go to the end of the Earth to eat cheese. I am more of a sweet tooth. I sneak chocolate. I do not sneak cheese.

But this brings me to a guilty fantasy. I've been thinking about it for a while now, my fantasy. Though I think if it were to come to fruition, it really wouldn't be quite as good as I think it might be.

You see, I love love love toasted cheese sandwiches. Who doesn't? But the fact is, I think I like the cheese that escapes the sandwich more than the sandwich itself. You know when it sizzles on the hotplate and that taste - my goodness - that taste. I've been deliberately loading my sandwiches with too much cheese just to ensure I get to enjoy that melty cheese.

Which brings me to my fantasy. I have been thinking about just putting cheese on the hot plate and cooking it. I've never actually done it, but man oh man, I daydream about how good that melty, slightly burnt cheese would taste. There now. I've said it.

Speaking of cheese. Have I ever told you how much I love crank calls?

Magical March: Day 13

Something magical to lose yourself in.

Magical March: Day 4

I am going double-time so I can catch up on Magical March. Since I invented it, it's the least I can do, right?

So Magical March. Let's see where you can take me today. Watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat!

1-2-3 kazaaaam!

Et voila!



Please watch out for 1min 10 - that woman's very special spectacles (and is that young Helena Christensen in the background?

1 min 45 - something very magical indeed, Copperfield's jacket. Magic it my way baby!
Goes without saying, the mystified vox pops at the end are very magical.

Random Things On A Saturdeeeee

Just in case you need some late night viewing while your husband/boyfriend/partner/girlfriend/friend/lady-friend/man-friend/man-child etc is watching 'Boogie Nights' (?!? possibly one of the worst films EVER - double HMPH!)... Here goes, because if you're like me, you know that the ukulele is the top of the pops..

Julia Nunes:






another youtuber, not sure her name other than sweet afton- sorry!




and because this song is always one of my favourites rehashed... (remember when I posted this??)

Seeds of Hope

(via here)

Plant your vote for Hope.

A Great Man: Watch & VOTE!

Watch this. Watch it now. And if you're in the US - go vote. Change your life. Change the world.

And read this (via Paper Dolls For Boys).

Project Pyjamas

It was week three of sewing on Monday. I'm on the home straight for the spotty jammies, the top is waaaay too big, but hey - it's going to be Summer any minute now (once we get through this rain and cold and grey-misery), and it's better to be too big than skin tight, so the Doctor will be sporting some kaftan style pjs a la Imran Khan. Fashion-forward is what I call it.

Speaking of style zeitgeists, I've been indulging in Project Runway Australia . Addictive. I'm warning you. I've been making Matt watch it in bed with me. Now he's hooked too. Maybe this is a new addiction to curb my bin diving addiction. There's really no better way to kick an addiction by starting a new one, is there? That's what they teach at Betty Crocker's Rehab Clinic (Betty Ford is so yesterday) where I should have been ensconced. Anyway Project Runway - I love the drama. The snitchy judges. The briefs (not their knickers). The fabric choices. The personalities. The frightening fashion. And the very fabulous fashion.

So Monday night I pretended I too was a Project Run(a)way competitor. Spotty jammies in hand. Sew, sew, sew. I have a vision people, wonky stitches will not get in my way!

Next up on my steep sewing learning curve is a top. For me. Stay tuned, I am going to rock the frock, and I sew to glow.

And since I couldn't possibly have convinced the Doctor to try on the top (too many pins, too many hurties) for photos here's a little picture of a small find at the church sale. Cute huh? And someone had thrown that away.

One last thing! Buckle up readers because the ever-observant Cindy from bugandpop (she's a badge carrying member of the kiddie craft police) commented on yesterday's post - the car - where was the seatbelt and radio...? Well there is one of each, I just neglected to mention them - oops.

- seatbelt - one of my Dad's old ties (just waiting for turquoise and brown paisley satin fat ties to come back in - but for now, it's got the Doctor hooked in tight)

- stereo/air-con - egg carton with stickers for buttons

How's that?

Poor Little Bunny

Anyone with a man in their life, brother, son, boyfriend, husband - I am sure you can relate. Poor little bunnies. Poor, poor little bunnies.

Remember this from Man Stroke Woman on ABC? Now that's what I call fuuuu-nny.

PS - LMNOP mag is out now. Very cute!

This Is...Something Special For The Ladies

This is freestyling This Is stylie... For more players click over to Three Buttons.. It's freestyle Sunday. Whoa! Get your rollerskates on, flick your hair, and get rolling. Ohhh yeah!