Friday, July 29, 2011

They are teeny tiny and make a sound like mnmnmnmnmn


After last week, I was all excited and got out all the purple I could find and started making teeny tiny flowers. I had no purpose in mind when I started making them , and until I was asked, never even considered what to do with little crochet flowers.

Then I thought, why not put them on my head?

What a great idea, and so obvious! So I stitched one to a clip and was pretty pleased with the outcome. Then, I thought, why not stick a bunch of them on a comb? So here I sit, when I should be getting ready to go out, stitching up a flower.

Yep, I am probably going to be late...

Friday, July 22, 2011

Note to self- check post box more often



Although it was my birthday a couple of weekends ago, I finally got a chance to open my present sent by one of my best friends from uni. I am so thrilled with the purple, I have to make something with it. I have a pattern for a bag that would be really nice, and I need a new bag (or at least need to wash my old one, urgh!).


I knew straight away that I would crochet little flowers with the thread though. They are beautiful shades of purple (my tiny camera just doesn't quite do it), and would make a fantastic long necklace... Now where did I put my hooks?


My sweet friend also sent me an anniversary card, and so to differentiate the two put a date to open them on. This created a few moments of philosophical debate this morning as I lamented that I didn't want to wait another year for my specific birthday to come around again. Of course, this was all done while tearing the paper and squeaking with joy.


Thanks Goldie, you're tops :-)

Monday, July 18, 2011

Not another pony tail




I have recently gotten up the courage and cut a fringe into my hair. I have been puzzling over this for years, and finally just went ahead and did it. Now, in a tropical climate, I am starting to think having hair flopping in my face wasn't an entirely a sensible thing to do. Still I like it, and have since considered what else I could do to my hair (all of it requires a much cooler climate).




I have always wanted curly hair, and my suborn hair would never hold a curl. I considered hot rollers, but they are expensive and look like a lot of work for something that will end up requiring scissors to remove from my head. Instead, I am going to try out the no-heat curl and see how that goes...




If it doesn't work, I can always pin it back


Note: the picture is in french or something, but if you want a better look try here; http://pinterest.com/pin/69048434/

Thursday, July 14, 2011

To delete or not to delete



I feel like having a rant about facebook. In particular how much I hate it, and how cheap I feel for not switching the damn thing off. I don't know why I keep it running, when every time I log on I feel like I have just wasted a heap of my time looking through the cheapest, crappiest gossip magazine around resulting in an indefinable greasiness. The longer this goes on the more I realise the dangers of continuing a friendship that would have otherwise died a natural death. In some cases its not just watching a trainwreck but the gruesome decomposition afterwards as well. I can't exactly pinpoint what it is about facebook that gives me the chills, a certain fakeness or perhaps its the way people use it.



Next time I will disconnect it...

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Boring










I thought I had better get something up before I find myself posting a picture of a badger with July whooshing by. I have been keeping myself busy with work and... well... mainly work. Generally I have enough energy to come home and fall asleep. Still the work itself isn't too bad and I get to go to some really nice places. Here is a video of one of the creeks we go out to sample.


The weekends have been filled with work also, although it mainly involves me watching Luke work. Here is a picture of the weekend before last. The picture doesn't show it, but the ground was so dry and dusty that Luke was entirely orange by the time he got out of the bobcat.


I should make it clear though that its not entirely work. For my birthday weekend I entered the Jabiru Open golf thingie. It was an interesting couple of days and I learnt two things; 1. playing 36 holes of golf is surprisingly difficult and 2. I am not very good at playing golf. Still it was a lot of fun, and I can almost move my shoulders again.