Sunday, September 30, 2007

Sunbonnet #4

I finished another sunbonnet today, from some fabric I bought on our recent trip to Chickasha. This one will be a gift for our friend M, who we have been spending lots of good times with lately. Little Omi even had her first conversation with Little Miss M. It went like this:
Little Miss M: (pointing to Sonic cup in Little Omi's hands) Ice?
Little Omi: Ice.
We hope she likes it!

Name that name

Cherryskin just posted her responses to this name game. It's a kick.

Here are my answers:
1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet & current car)
Scout Outback
2.YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (fav ice cream flavor, favorite cookie)
Chocolate Mint Chocolate Chip
3. YOUR "FLY Guy/Girl" NAME: (first initial of first name, first three letters of your last name)
4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)
Blue Rabbit
5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
Gwyneth Edmond (I cheated a bit on this one, but "Oklahoma City" just doesn't fly as a name)
6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first)
7. SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd favorite color, favorite drink put "The")
The Green Sour
8. NASCAR NAME: (the first names of your grandfathers)
Dooley Oliver
9. STRIPPER NAME: (the name of your favorite perfume/cologne, favorite candy)
Black Licorice (!)
10.WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother's & father's middle names)
Kathleen Hale
11. TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME: (Your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter)
Compton Cincinnati
12. SPY NAME: (your favorite season/holiday, flower)
Summer Viola
13. CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing right now + “ie” or “y”)
Kiwi Sweatsie
14. HIPPY NAME: (What you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree),
Banana Sycamore
15. YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME: (”The” + Your fave hobby/craft, fave weather element + “Tour")
The Sewing Cumulonimbus Tour

Now you have a go!

Thinking inside the box: Four items

item 1. Little Omi loves to climb into this little soft storage cube. Sometimes she'll just sit there, other times she'll get out and then get back in again over and over. The other day she discovered she could also fit a bunch of blocks in with her, which was quite amusing. Last night I had a flash of an idea, inspired by this post at craftlog, to cover these boxes with this fabric. Another project to put on the ever-growing list...

item 2. This evening has been filled with organizing, paying bills, setting up online accounts so more bills can be paid online, and re-organizing Firefox bookmarks. So many blogs to read, so much fabric to look at, so little time to do this when you can't even find the things you want to look at in the jumbled mess of hundreds of bookmarks. Unfortunately, everything is now very tidy on my computer's desktop, but the actual desk the computer sits on is still a total mess, so from across the room it looks like nothing was accomplished.

item 3. Today we made these chocolate chip pumpkin muffins from angry chicken. Oh, dear, they are too delicious! If asked, I will categorically deny that I ate 4 of them for lunch.

item 4. In football news, we are quite depressed over the Sooners' upset today. It seems like this happens every year. They are woefully underrated by all the pre-season polls, then shine in opening games, making us think, "Maybe this is the year we go all the way and don't choke in the bowl game!" and then we lose in a horrible, gut-wrenching nail-biter, usually involving bad calls or trick plays. On the way to pick up Big Omi from work after the game, we noticed someone had put out a small, hand-written yard sign that read: "F you CU! And the Ref's, too!" It made me feel a little better.

Friday, September 28, 2007

Flashback Friday: Double dose

The theme for this week's Flashback Friday is "Your and your pet!" Hooray!

We had some wonderful pets when I was growing up. In these photos you get to meet Dot and Jersey. Dot was a Welsh Corgi whose full name was Dotwyn Evenstar (oh yes, my parents were total Tolkien nerds, so I come by it honestly—before Dot, we had two Skye Terriers named Bifur and Mithral Muggins.) In this photo Dot is a bit of an adolescent, just growing into those big ears. When she was sleepy, her ears would sink further down on either side of her head and we would call her "Yoda ears." The other bit I love about this photo is the crazy lavender feathery clip I've chosen to adorn my hat. Does anybody else remember these? I think they were like rabbit's foot keychains—you could only get them at fairs and carnivals.

The second photo is of my sister and our cat Jersey. Jersey was older than me, which was always difficult for me to wrap my brain around, but I knew to always gave him proper respect. He wasn't a real lovey-dovey type of cat. I remember trying to touch his soft little pink toes when he was sleeping because he'd never let me do that when he was awake. My sister was most likely sick when this was taken; in our house you got to lie on the sofa with your pillow and a nice quilt* and watch TV all day when you stayed home from school.

These photos really bring back some wonderful memories and serious nostalgia for our childhood home. Thanks, Fiona, for the wonderful theme!

*And your binkie. If you look closely at her shoulder, you can see the lovingly frayed edges of Blue-Ba, my sister's baby blanket.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

While she naps

We have really experienced a peak in sewing productivity around here. Yesterday I managed to start and finish the sweet wee jacket and woodland elf hat from Amy Karol's Bend-the-Rules Sewing. We're talking starting with purchasing the material in the morning, to sewing the flower onto the hat around 2 a.m. but I'm still counting that as one day. Of course none of this could be achieved without the help of a sleepy Little Omi, who suddenly decided a few days ago that she would like to sleep in her very own bed at night and for naps! (OK, maybe we gave her an incentive by removing the crib rail and attaching the guard rail and calling it her "bed" instead of "the crib.") I don't know what it is, but she seems to sleep better alone in her little bed than in our big bed. I'm not questioning it, though, instead I'm celebrating and enjoying my new-found bit of time to myself in the afternoons.

I used to watch Big Omi completely mesmerized by his computer in the evenings and think, "What could possibly be that interesting?" And then I discovered craft blogs and all the wonderful women out there sharing their experiences as mothers and crafters and cooks and artists and writers. The very first blog I ever read is called While She Naps. I literally stumbled onto it after Googling "teddy bear pattern" and spent the next few evenings completely engrossed in the world of Abby Glassenberg and her evolution from soft toy maker to soft sculpture artist. After that it was all over for me. I was glued to the computer every night, just like Big Omi, catching up on all my favorite blogs and discovering new ones. Thanks, Abby!

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

That's how easy love can be

I'm totally in love with these stainless steel ABC magnets from Pottery Barn. I hate a cluttered fridge, even though ours tends to get papered with items important and not-so-important pretty often. (A current inventory shows there are 2 drawings by Little Omi—the first of many, I'm sure—plus a paper towel we tie-dyed left over from Easter, a hand turkey from last Thanksgiving, various papers, an award certificate for Big Omi, and a list of all the U.S. presidents.)

I am really looking forward to the alphabet-magnets-on-the-fridge era of Little Omi's childhood. Plus, she has the added advantage of being able to spell her first name without needing 2 of the same letter. Not that we planned it that way. :-)

Bend the rules

I picked up a copy of Amy Karol's Bend-the-Rules Sewing a few weeks ago, but I haven't had a chance to try out any of the patterns until now. This little turtle is my second attempt at making soft toys, and let me just say, I don't think I'm quite up to a third attempt just yet. I think I need to gain a bit more patience before I give it another go. Plus, I'm very bad at following written instructions. I grew up on Lego instructions, which are in my book the pinnacle of all instructions, and so I appreciate well-thought-out and very clear directions. For some reason, whenever I'm reading written instructions and I don't understand something, I automatically assume they are wrong, and then I plow ahead doing what I think is right. This often ends in disaster, or at least having to go back and really concentrate on each sentence to figure out what it means.

Overall, I love the book. The projects are all really cute and snappy. Just don't try to learn how to tie a French knot from the poorly-drawn picture at 12:45 a.m. while your husband is trying to soothe your baby back to sleep!

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Stack it up

We are doing a bit of stacking at our house these days. I am a huge fan of stacking toys. In the Montessori school I attended, there was something called the Pink Tower, which was basically a series of graduated pink blocks. My mom still has a photo of me putting the tiny top cube at the pinnacle of the tower with a look of grave concentration on my face.

These are some of my favorite stacking toys from Oompa Toys.

Friday, September 21, 2007

Flashback Friday

As you may have already guessed, this week's Flashback Friday theme is "Look what my mum did to my hair!"

I had so many choices on this one, it was difficult to narrow it down to this one photo. But I think it truly represents what my mother did to my hair for most of my early childhood. Remember the Dorothy Hamill wedge haircut? Well, that is was this is supposed to be. Only on me, with my straight, fine hair, it wound up making me look more like a boy than an Olympic figure-skater. The curls at the tips came from a curling iron and were only applied on special occasions (such as school photo day), probably because it was so difficult to get me to sit still for the time it took to curl my hair. I remember being terrified when she did the part over my forehead, and I would start to sweat with nervousness about being burned. Nevertheless, I had this haircut off and on for almost all of elementary school, until the 5th grade when I got a perm (one of the photos in the running for today was a double-whammy: me with a perm crouched inside a box made to look like a Rubik's Cube which was my Halloween costume for that year).

Check out the Flashback Friday Web Ring at right for more wonderful photos and stories.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Dance contest

I've been rummaging through my old CDs lately and playing lots of music for Little Omi. She will wiggle to just about any tune and can really cut a rug. On Tuesday we were all about Carole King's Tapestry. Wednesday found us rocking to Simon & Garfunkel's Concert in Central Park. Today I noticed a couple of albums I haven't listened to in ages, both by The Squirrel Nut Zippers. Remember them, from the late 90s swing-craze days? They had one huge hit ("Hot"), then faded into obscurity as the retro-swing style dwindled.

Well, let me tell you, this is music you can't help but boogie to; Omi-chan was even dancing in her booster seat through lunch. So, if you own these CDs, but just haven't dragged them out in forever because you initially listened them to death or they remind you of that one bad boyfriend you had in the 90s (or the guy you dated while you and said boyfriend were "on a break"), fear not! You can create new memories with your little ones while dancing like crazy fiends in your living room. Oatmeal-container drum & wooden spoon drumstick: optional.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

A banner day for the postal service

Pretty much everything I ever wanted arrived in the mail today. That stack of fat quarters came from Keepsake Quilting, courtesy of a birthday gift certificate from Dad (Thank you, Dad!). There are 14 1930s prints and 14 1860s reproductions in there. What a nice birthday present! Wouldn't some of those make perfect sunbonnets? The books and T-shirt came in a box from the lovely and thoughtful H. There are some very adorable and not-too-intimidating costumes in the aptly-titled Baby Costumes. Can you believe that Halloween is just around the corner? You probably can, if you've ventured into any retail store since they cleared out the back-to-school supplies and replaced them with Halloween stuff.

We love the Cotton Ginny T-shirt, of course. Here's a view of the back:
Little Omi has taken a particular liking to the shirt and has been carrying it around all day. It was actually quite difficult to get these photos, as evidenced in this failed shot:
(Insert shirt-swiping sound effect here.)

Onward and upward

Before I begin, I must send out some thank-yous to everyone who shared such kind and supportive comments on my last post. I realized that was the first time I really shared some of that internal dialogue stuff that Anne Lamott calls "Radio Station KFKD." Reading your comments made me joyful, and a little bit sheepish, because they reminded me that there are actually people out there reading these ramblings. Thank you, dear friends.

OK! This week has already been a bit crazy with getting ready for the JBF Children's Clothing Sale in our area. This is my second time to consign clothing and there's so much to do to get everything just perfect so that it will be accepted into the sale, and, hopefully, sell. Last spring I waited until the last minute and then discovered that it takes more than one afternoon to iron and tag a big pile of baby clothes. So what did I do this time? Waited until the last minute. This time, though, I had fewer clothes to iron and the rest I just tossed into the dryer with a couple of wet washrags and everything came out just dandy. I still didn't make it to the drop-off on Sunday evening like I had planned (even after cutting out tags with a napping Little Omi in my lap), but got everything in on Monday morning. Thanks, Mom & Big Omi, for all your help with this!

On Monday evening the big payoff came: shopping the sale! I was able to pick up a very tall stack of winter clothes for Little Omi for a very small amount of do-re-mi. And the biggest get was an adorable raincoat that I had actually seen for sale last fall, but decided not to purchase at the time because it was so big and I couldn't do the math on what size Little Omi would be so far in the future. But there it was, in the same spot on the rack as it had been a year before, and I snatched it up without hesitation. This is exactly what's wonderful about this sale. As far as I know, I am the third owner of this raincoat, and it is still in such great shape it might as well be brand new. I love that all of these clothes are getting cycled back into children's wardrobes for 2, 3, and probably even 4 or 5 times. Even the buying and selling of it all is really just a way to trade in items you don't need or use anymore for ones you will. (Of course, the woman who runs the whole thing makes out like a bandit, but I think she deserves it, don't you?)

So, I also picked up a used green turtle sandbox for Little Omi. Whoa, boy! If we thought the kiddie pool was a hit, we hadn't seen the sandbox yet. Today she spent the better part of an hour sitting in the sand, scooping and digging and sifting. By the end, she was up on her knees and bent over with both hands just sunk in the sand. Lovely. I see some stellar mud-pies in this girl's future.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Lazy vs. Irresponsible

Photo by H. Marsh

I saw one of our neighbors out riding her bicycle the other day. She was wearing a helmet, so I didn't recognize her right away. I haven't actually met her, but I've watched her training her puppy to walk on leash, so I've come to feel that I know her a little bit. She's done a very good job training the dog. When I see her, it makes me happy to know that her dog is living a very good life. And then I start to feel guilty about our dogs, who don't go on walks very often and don't get nearly the amount of love and attention that they used to get before Little Omi was born. So when I saw this woman riding her bike and wearing a helmet, I thought, Good for her! Of course she wears a helmet! She's a very responsible gal!

This got me to thinking, what is the difference between being lazy and being irresponsible? I tell myself that I am a lazy dog owner, but am I actually an irresponsible dog owner? And is there a difference? One thing is clear to me: when I became a mother, several things about me that I used to chalk up to "lazy" moved into the "irresponsible" category. For instance, if I don't floss my teeth, which sounds lazy except when you consider that not flossing can actually shorten one's life span, thereby possibly putting my child in danger of becoming an orphan. Suddenly, not flossing starts to sound irresponsible. There are a ton of other examples. Not exercising. Not eating healthfully. And so on, and so on. Suddenly, I've realized that my previous lazy self must now contend with the label "irresponsible" or, worse still, "irresponsible mother." I don't like that one bit. And when I start to think that I may be passing this laziness-turned-irresponsibility on to Little Omi, my stomach turns.

New motto: I must be a responsible adult. (Repeat 500 times.)

Sunday, September 16, 2007


I've been tagged by loulou! I must say this came as a bit of a shock since this is such a new blog. But here we are, so I will try to get it right. First, the rules as explained it me:

  • Each player lists 8 facts/habits about themselves.
  • The rules of the game are posted at the beginning before those facts/habits are listed.
  • At the end of the post, the player then tags 8 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.

Here we go! 8 tidbits about me:
  1. I am a perfectionist, but I lack the patience to always make things perfect. This drives me absolutely crazy, especially in sewing.
  2. My childhood ambition was to become a National Park Ranger, and I achieved my goal by working at Rocky Mountain National Park in 1998 & 1999. I still have my gorgeous hat!
  3. I am an expert on the U.S. Flag code (see #2).
  4. I have been rejected by The New Yorker. I was 10 years old the summer that Classic Coca-Cola came out, and before they phased out New Coke. I drew a cartoon showing a Coke machine and each button had some permutation of classic, diet, cherry, and new. (I know, not really very funny!) I didn't know it, but my grandpa sent it in to The New Yorker. A few weeks later, I received—at camp, no less—a very sincere and handwritten rejection letter. I can only imagine what my grandfather must have included in his letter to them to solicit such a kind response!
  5. I cannot carry a tune, but I love to sing.
  6. The first motto I memorized in 5 years of Latin class is "Ipsa scientia potestas est."
  7. I learned to snap my fingers when I was 7, to swim when I was 9, and to whistle when I was 13.
  8. I was frequently mistaken for a boy when I was in elementary school, most likely due to my short haircut and the fact that I refused to wear dresses (I am sure there will be many Flashback Friday pictures to back this up). Oddly, the last time someone thought I was a boy was when I was a senior in high school and walking into a restroom at a Catholic school where I was taking the SAT. A nun came up behind me and said, "Excuse me, that's the girls' restroom!" At the time I just looked at her like she was nuts, but I remember wishing I had said, "Oh, really? Then can you tell me where the women's restroom is?"
OK! That was easier than I thought it would be. Now, for the really hard part. I don't feel right just tagging random people who have never been to visit, so I've been searching through all the comments on this blog and only found 2 people who I think haven't been tagged (at least in the recent past, anyway). So, Small Glimpses and Cherryskin, consider yourselves tagged!

Friday, September 14, 2007

Air! Is it real?

Today my mom, Little Omi, and I took a day-trip to Chickasha, Okla. We picked up some lunch and took it to Shannon Springs Park, a large city park with a pond and geese that Little Omi found very fascinating (although she found the mulch in the toddler play area more fascinating). This park is where the city holds their annual Festival of Light, which I have never been to but I think we'll have to check it out this Christmastime.

After lunch we headed to Main Street, one of many like it in our state and all over the country, I'm sure. It's a sad street, full of the ghosts of thriving businesses from another time. Now it houses a few antique shops, the Chickasha chamber of commerce, a tanning salon, etc. We hit the antique stores and I picked up this book from the 1950s. It has some excellent explanations of earth science with fun little experiments to conduct at home. I think Little Omi will have fun with it in a few years. Check out this great title:

It was so nice to get out of town and drive through the country, even for a short trip. Oklahoma is so beautiful this time of year, and this drive was especially pretty. I kept wishing I had brought my camera! I promise to take it on the next trip and post photos of my beautiful part of the world.

Flashback Friday

The theme for Flashback Friday this week is "Say Cheese." I didn't have to look too hard in my photo collection to find a good cheesy smile. In fact, I had to narrow it down to this one. Here, my sister (right, in red) and I are mugging for the camera on a horseback ride in Colorado. Every summer our family would go on one big ride that usually involved cooking and eating a meal in the middle. I was always the littlest kid in the group, and got to ride the smallest horse, which I thought was really neat. I loved riding along the trail, our horses in single file, imagining we were on Little House on the Prairie or Centennial. I don't think I was a very skilled rider, though, because my main memory of actually controlling the horse was pulling the reins as hard as I could to try to keep the horse from eating the tall grass, which was strictly forbidden.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

The long, slow march

Autumn, like its cousin Spring, arrives in increments to these parts. First, there are the obvious signs: school starts, football season begins, but the weather remains stubbornly hot and all the back-to-school clothes stay tucked away in drawers and hanging in closets, waiting for that perfect cool day when one can wear both a sweater and a skirt. Then one day, as you are driving through the intersection that you pass through every day at the same time, you notice the sunlight has changed. Are the shadows harsher? Is the air thinner? Are the sun's rays hitting the air at a new angle? Something is definitely different. And then, this morning, when I let the dogs out, I was hit with a short blast of cool 61°F air as I opened the back door. My mother, who lives across the street from an elementary school, said that all the kids were tardy today, undoubtedly because their parents were frantically trying to find jackets for them. Autumn hasn't really arrived yet, but it is definitely creeping into town.

::: Happy Birthday, Big Omi! :::

Sunday, September 9, 2007

Sunbonnet Omi

I took the plunge and cut into some of my new Superbuzzy fabric today and made this sunbonnet for Little Omi. My mother had bought one for her at a farmer's market in Montana, and I loved everything about it except for the fabric, which was just a little—ehh. So, I got out my trusty seam-ripper and carefully took the whole thing apart and made a pattern from it so I could make one with fabric more to my liking, and that would match Little Omi's wardrobe a bit better. It was really satisfying (and quick) to make so I am already looking at the rest of my fabric with the notion of making several more as gifts for all of the little girls we know.

::: a few hours later :::

Looky what I just found in my Inbox from Amy Karol (aka angry chicken):

It looks a bit fancier than mine, more of a Sunday best Little House bonnet as opposed to the running-down-the-hill-with-outstretched-arms style. I like it, though. I am on board for bonnet mania. This pattern comes with grown-up sizing, as well. Little Omi probably needs a dress-up bonnet, and I might need one, too.

Be good

Everyone should have at least one friend who has excellent taste in music. I am lucky to have a good friend, B, who not only has great taste in music, but he will burn cds for me every time he and his wife come over for dinner (plus, they usually provide the main course and, if we're really lucky, pie for dessert! Yes, we are blessed to have such wonderful friends.). A few months ago, B mentioned that I might like The Be Good Tanyas, and he was right. They have a bit of a Cowboy Junkies vibe only without sounding like they're from the early 90s. While Little Omi was suffering with her fever, we listened to their album Hello Love over and over. And as Prince covers go, their "When Doves Cry" is definitely up there with Tom Jones's "Kiss." Here's the video for "Human Thing." Enjoy!

Friday, September 7, 2007


Oh, just look at these gorgeous letterpress cards, a joint effort from Kirin & Co. and Satsuma Press, and try not to reach for your wallet! They are just my cup of tea, and the type of card I might never, ever use because I wouldn't want to sully them with my dull handwriting. I have always been a super sucker for lovely stationery; my love of paper goes back even farther than my love for fabric. (When Big Omi and I were married, we made our own invitations and lined the envelopes with paper we had bought in Japan at a shop where I thought I had died and gone to heaven. I still have all the scraps!) I even worked at a papeterie for a few months during my "lost years" (between starting college in Oregon in 1993 and finishing in Colorado in 2000) and got a decent discount, so of course I used it to build up my now-dwindling stash. I do own a Gocco (purchased to make the aforementioned wedding invites), and I've been seeing lots of good Gocco work out there lately that it has inspired me to re-stock my supplies and perhaps try a little printing. Until then, I will have to make do with drooling over those letterpress cards while trying to think of a way to justify the expense....

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Flashback Friday

The theme for Flashback Friday this week is Weddings/Formal/Sunday best. This photo was taken at the first wedding I ever attended (that little baby in the upper left-hand corner is me, held by my dad). My mother is looking on as my sister shows the bride and groom something (her necklace?). There are several things I love about this photo: the bride's blue dress, the groom's shoes, my mom's eyeglasses, and my sister's beautiful gingham dress. My sister says this wedding (also her first) was a huge disappointment to her. She expected the bride to turn into a princess during the ceremony (a la Disney's Cinderella) and when she didn't, my sister thought something had gone terribly wrong.

Kick off your Sunday shoes

I just had to put up this gem from Flight of the Conchords' season finale. It's especially funny if you watch the show or have seen the movie Footloose, but I think it will still induce a good giggle even if you've never seen either one. Flight of the Conchords was a wonderful addition to our summer. I don't know how I will make it through until next season. Thanks, Jermaine and Bret!

Wednesday, September 5, 2007


I apologize for my absence these past few days. Little Omi has had a fever, poor dear. She's had little fevers before, but never any that lasted more than an afternoon. This one seems to have grabbed hold and doesn't want to let go, prompting me to summon my mommy superpowers of caring, loving, and nursing to chase the bugger away. Of course the fever finally broke minutes after I phoned the doctor and made an appointment. But Little Omi still isn't back to her normal self, so I'm sure it was worth the trip, even though she screamed in terror when the doctor came at her with the little ear probe. That has been the worst part of this ordeal—seeing the look of the pain of our betrayal in Little Omi's eyes as daddy held her and I shot great globs of icky medicine into her mouth while she cried and frantically made the sign for "all done" with her hands. It breaks the heart.

Monday, September 3, 2007

My precious

Big Omi and I just got around to spending a gift card we received for Christmas (thanks, mom!). I spent my half on fabric, and he spent his half on a new board game. We just finished playing Reiner Knizia's Lord of the Rings for the second time, and we won! (Our first try didn't go so well. Sauron ended up devouring poor Frodo and Samwise and got the ring.) The game itself is pretty difficult, but very fun. Knizia has done a good job of recreating the Middle-Earth atmosphere. It's also a cooperative game, which can be really fun and a nice change of pace from competitive games. I would definitely recommend this game to any fan of the LoTR books or movies.

Saturday, September 1, 2007

Happiness is...

Today I received my very first order from Superbuzzy. I can't say how many hours I have spent just scrolling through each and every page of fabrics, ooo-ing and ahh-ing over all the wonderful prints and longing to buy just a bit of each one. Somehow, I was able to narrow down my choices enough to make a medium-sized order. I'm sure there are a lot of great stories out there about how wonderful the folks at Superbuzzy are, but I've got to add mine. First, they refunded a few dollars after they shipped the order, I guess because they had just charged a flat rate and then the actual cost was less. I've never seen that before! My order arrived promptly in just a few days, and was so nicely packaged with the fabrics that looked nice together bundled with each other. What a nice touch! On top of that, there were a couple of Japanese sweets in the box, too. I can't wait to order again.


Big Omi discovered some excellent tilt-shift photographs awhile back, and they had tugged at my mind all this time, and then I read this post at Black Eiffel. Using a tutorial, I decided to try my hand at faking the technique. I used a few photographs that my father-in-law took on our trip to Japan in 2002. I am pleased with the results, but I can't wait to do better.

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