Oct 31 2008

Sushi on the mind

Halloween is the perfect excuse to make a sushi pillbox hat and actually wear it. Funny thing is that everyone who saw me smiled or some such delighted reaction. Mostly people ignore each other. So maybe that’s the best thing about Halloween, it’s a chance to be nice to strangers.

Anyway, it took eight hours, vinyl snake skin, white felt sheered to look like rice, embroidered felt for filling and beads for the roe. The chives are heavy paper from the scrap booking section at Michael’s. Twas a fun change from endless hours doing homework.


Oct 2 2008

Thursday morning recuperation

I am loving my Thursday schedule. Well maybe not the getting home at 8:00pm part, but definitely the wake up at 8:00am and be at work by 10:00am. This lets me get a much needed extra hour of sleep and do one short activity that isn’t homework. By Wednesdays, I am feeling pretty burnt out. This morning, I’m updating my blog. For the second time this week?! wow.

I have some old pictures and projects I wanted to post a while ago and never got around to.


I’d really been wanting to make a felt hat for a while. This project also gave me the opportunity to use piping for the first time. This has a contrasting lime green.


This lemon monster has been a work in progress. When Bear was obsessing about the lemon tree for a while, he managed to slice the exterior of this lemon. As it’s grown, it’s split. Jake gave it evil sharpie eyes. So now that I’ve finally posted this picture, I can remove the monster from the tree.


These lemons have been on the tree since winter. The tree is indoors by our giant 12′ x 12′ southern exposure window. So it’s fairly hot and sunny. Jake and I are super attentive to the tree, battling mites, fungi, branches that want to lean to the west, and chronically dry soil. We tend to kill most plants, but this one is thriving. Determination.


Another one of Bear’s short lived obsessions was a string that Jake had hung from the ceiling. It has a hook on the end for a remote controlled airplane. Bear really wanted that hook. And then we discovered that it was an excellent place to attach kitty toys. We hung the hook higher and higher to see how far this cat could jump. Pretty darn high. But finally, he caught the hook, bent it, and then I realized that I didn’t want him cutting his paws. Other obsessions, getting me up in the morning by shoving his head under my hand, belly rubs, any bag that he can crawl in, corn husks, the little round knob on my spinning wheel, pestering Mau in the litter box, digging at the wall behind his food dish, and digging at the water dish. I can’t figure out what the latter two mean to him.

Mau just lays around and looks pretty: