Showing posts with label Crochet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Crochet. Show all posts

Monday, 5 December 2011

*resurfaces*

It’s been so long, I hardly remember how this blogging thing works! Or how Blogger works, which is perhapes more worrying. So if I disappear before this post is done, you'll know why...

I won’t bore you with an account of what I’ve been doing these last three months - I really couldn’t tell you what I did yesterday, let alone three weeks or moths ago, and besides, who cares, really? It’s the stitching that counts!

Ah yes, stitching... hmmm... well, precious little has happened on that front. Really, incredibly little. Two lengths of thread on this, at most:

Bea Pot. Still lovely after all those years.

Now that I’ve satisfied you lot with some stitchy porn (still pretending to blog about stitching, as you see), here’s what other members of my family have been doing while I was busy doing... whatever it was I was doing. Remember this guy? Isn’t he sweet? And big??


Here’s one of the fur balls.

Ooooh, I suddenly remembered what I did during my absence! I put together a brand new Ikea bed for moi and moi alone! Well, and for the cats and the child, of course :o)


And I made a very kitschy hooky blanky for me


And a very fiddly girly princessy blanky for my niece Eline

I never want to crochet a corkscrew border again. Not ever.

Not a very long post, but I just thought I’d dip my toe into bloggy waters again. You know. To see if anyone will bite :o)

Yours having trouble rememberingly,
Annemarie

Monday, 4 July 2011

A post of many pictures (including a stitchy one!)

Welllll, that was a long absence, wasn’t it? Not planned, but been kept v. busy because:

What was he doing on that bench, you may wonder. Why, this of course:

Pelle was home for a well-deserved little holiday. Here you see him and his grandmother trying to find relief from temperatures that can only be described as scorchio.
I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for the New Moon.
My stitching orts jar picture looks exactly like the ones I’ve been showing you for the last six months, so I thought I’d show you my crochet orts. Much more impressive, I’m sure you will agree. And what about that blanky??? 62 stripes and counting! Pelle is going for another overnight stay at his daycare centre on Wednesday with a slightly bigger blanket. His first stay was a huge succes (for him, at least. I didn’t sleep a wink, but now I know he’s in such good hands and enjoys it so much, I’m sure I’ll enjoy my Mummy Time more this time around).

Been stitching, too.
Sarah Harris, what a lovely lady she is. Quirky and vibrant and slightly eccentric. That’s how I like my ladies.

Sorry, I have loads and loads to share but absolutely no time to do it today. Or tomorrow, or the day after that. Schoolpaper to write and edit, books to translate, life to enjoy.
To all my American friends, enjoy your special day!

Much love,
Annemarie.

Thursday, 5 May 2011

Well, I had to share with SOMEONE...

...and since everyone in my part of the world is sound asleep, it had to be you.

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Oh, my dear Goddess help me:


I am now crocheting shawls with sock yarn.

Somebody please just shoot me now.