Archive for November, 2009

Mark your calendars.

Hello friends.  For two weeks now I’ve been vacillating on the sick/well see-saw, fighting a cold with rest and fluids, feeling a tad better; overexerting.  I’ve got all kinds of projects to show you, made in the ‘overexerting’ portion of the past couple of weeks, but first I’d like to mention a very important upcoming event for those of you within spitting distance.

Where? Madison Masonic Center, 301 Wisconsin Ave, Madison WI

I will be participating again this year, selling the remains of my organic cotton baby clothing inventory as well as a smattering of handmade gifts for children and whatever else I can whip out of the studio this weekend.  If you’re in the area, do stop by and fill your Christmas list with handmade goodies and be sure to say hi!

A pile of baby sized yoga pants in the works, to be lovingly paired with stray organic onesies and topped with a bow.

Rock domino sets in progress, a Martha project, first seen on Elsie Marley.   Why is there a toothbrush?  Anyone?  Isadora?

Will there be time to make and assemble mitten kits?  We’ll see.  You can bet on a Sweater Mitten tutorial hitting these blog pages early next week.

And now, lest I tip the scales too far to the “sick” side of this nasty see-saw, I’m off to rehydrate. And pack up the kids and ship them to Grandma’s.

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Not Paper towels

Here’s a little something I’ve been meaning to share for awhile.

I wanted to see if we could go without buying paper towels.  I got tired of buying them, or more specifically, dreaded going to the great, big, bustling Mega Grocery Store that is at the exact opposite end of the Shopping Experience spectrum from my idyllic, shiny-happy, smells-good food coop where I do all my other shopping.   And I got tired of feeling guilty for using giant pieces for little things and feeling like I was wasting them.  For better or worse,  there is some kind of Eco Red-Alert system that lives deep within my brain, and most activities using paper towels set it off with a quickness. I got tired of deactivating it, so when we ran out of paper towels, I decided to see what would happen if I just didn’t buy more.  Well, that didn’t work.  There were still messes too gross to tackle with the dishcloth-that-touches-the-things-we-eat-off-of; the dogs were still making all kinds of disgusting messes on the floor. (Hey – who wants to buy two sweet pugs?  Step right up.)

So I made the logical mental leap that a person using cloth diaper wipes several times a day, who’s also looking to stop using paper towels is bound to make:  cloth not-paper towels.  Easy-breezy.  I pulled out the towering stack of flannel receiving blankets, assessed that our baby was plenty well received and indeed too big for them, and cut them into what I deemed was the ideal size.  I then took that even-more-towering stack of squares straight to my serger, flipped on the switch, and squealed with delight as I serged the edges.  Here was yet another project to file away in the “THIS is why I needed to buy that fancy, newer, threads-itself-with-elfin-magic serger” category.  (All the money I save from not buying paper towels will practically pay for the serger…..yeah, not really. But practically….no, not even close.)

The nifty hanging bucket was made in a frenzy of bucket-making that coincided with the purchase of Maya*Made’s Bucket Pattern.  That great graphic fabric was some table linen I thrifted years ago and was too timid to use, for fear of not making something good enough with it.  (Glad I got over that.)  A note about the bucket pattern:  I sew a lot.  I’ve made a lot of bags, containers, etc. Hell, I’ve even designed my own diaper bag, so I could have certainly figured out how to make it myself without the pattern.  But I had a hunch that she had the process and the pattern perfected, with all the bugs worked out, and I guessed that I could even learn a better way to construct a bag like that.  And boy, was I right – what a great pattern.  It’s concise, well-written and approaches the construction with a way better method than I had envisioned as I pre-sewed it in my head.  This is a good lesson for a sewer who’s often tempted to figure it out herself.  Did I mention that I’ve made a bunch of these?  And I have many more to go; I may have even redesigned the layout of my studio to house a whole shelf full of these buckets.  But that’s a story for another day, for some time in the future after I excavate my sewing work table and dust off the pattern.

And the Not-Paper cloths?  A tremendous success.  There are enough of them to keep the bucket always partially full, while the dirties circulate in the wash.  And because it’s always just a few here, there, they fit nicely into the nooks and crannies of the existing laundry loads, not really creating more to wash. This makes my Eco Red Alert system happy.  As for the really gross stuff – I use other rags, from tshirts and what-not, to wipe up those, and dedicate a small load for them alone.  And for the really, really disgusting, too-disgusting-for-my-washing-machine dog messes?  I’ve found that there are enough paper napkins saved from to-go restaurant meals or drive-through ice cream cones to take care of those.

Potential eco disaster averted….for now.

 

 

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Halloween Recap – 2009

Halloween morning presented the perfect opportunity to finally carve our pumpkins.  The chill of the pumpkins’ cavernous innards was nicely tempered with the persistent warmth of the kitchen wood stove.  The floor was awash in pumpkin detritus.

A modified Dorothy costume made its way into our Halloween festivities after all.  This was for the best, I realized; it would have been waaaaaaaaaaaaaay too cold to wear any configuration of it Trick-or-Treating and still have it recognizable as Dorothy.

The Boy also enjoyed the festivities.  Pumpkin is a widely accepted “first food,” right?

This Unicorn, though lame, lame by our usually-high “Halloween-is-Handmade” standards, was nonetheless very warm and pink and exuberant.   In hindsight, it was a tremendous luxury to spend the time preceding Trick-or-Treating not scrambling with the final stages of costume production.  It was uncharacteristically low-key this year, which was just what we needed, considering it was also the first weekend spent at home in a long, long, long time.

The Boy Who Was to Be a Chili Pepper was in fact too big to be a chili pepper and instead went as Brown Bear.  Never mind that this is his normal Going Outside warm outfit, at least for the next 10 minutes, until he completely grows out of it.

After Trick-or-Treating, we hopped aboard a Haunted Hayride, where we spied a spooky Headless Horseman, then warmed ourselves with s’mores, popcorn, and hot chocolate by the bonfire.  I could tell you that it was a great Halloween, just what we needed this year, but I think Errol says it all.  We were worn out, but happy.

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