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WiP Wednesday: Blame the Cats Edition

Every Wednesday over at Freshly Pieced they have a link party with all the crafty blogs putting up their work in progress pieces.  So I’m gonna start playing too, if only to make myself feel good that I am actually doing stuff!

First up is going to be the thing I have the LEAST amount of progress on!  That way I can get the disappointing stuff out of the way right off.

Old Lady Sundress!

I washed the fabric.  That counts and progress right?!  I am going to try to get some work done on this soon because I’m very excited about the fabric and hope that it turns out as cute as it is in my head.  Then I get to shop for some shiny nude pumps because I don’t have any shoes to wear with it right now.  See how I made this crafting project turn into shoe shopping?  I’m good like that.

Next up is the SECOND least worked on!

Rainbow Hexie Granny Square Tote Bag

Man, I’m on an “Old Lady” kick lately.  Old lady prints, granny squares.  I’m loving it.  Old ladies are awesome!  I always proudly say that I have a slew of “old lady” skills under my belt.  Except cooking.  Don’t ask me to cook.

But clearly, this is exactly where I left it after the last time.  2 of the 15 motifs are done.  I’m sure I’ll get back to it.  Sure.  But as this one actually has some of the parts worked on, it beats the dress as far as worked-on-it-ness goes.

And last but not least!

Prism Patchwork Quilt

I have a few more of the rows sewn together but the ironing got a little demoralizing.  Remember how cute Pickles looked sleeping so peacefully on the pretty strips of triangles?  Yeah.

OrangeFat x GrayFat = SuperCute!

SuperCute = TONS OF BULLSHIT CREASES PRESSED BY THE BODYHEAT OF TWO VERY FAT AND LAZY CATS

Asshole cats.   So the pressing is taking a little longer than I would like, but its still getting there.  Thank heavens for Laura who suggested numbering the rows or I would be in a wold of hurt trying to figure out what goes where!   Though I might be bothering Jennifer for her copious and beautiful floor space to do the final basting/pinning of this beast of a quilt.  I’m excited to see it coming together!

Head on over to Freshly Pieced to see what all the other crafty folks are working on!  It’s sure to inspire some of your own crafty goodness.

 WIP Wednesday at Freshly Pieced

Patchwork Prism Quilt: Pop the Full-Sized Quilt Cherry Edition

A rug for a mug!

In the past I have made small quilts.  I’ve made quilts for my dogs and a quilt for my mug.  But I’ve never made a full-sized grown-up person quilt.  So with the encouragement of a few of my quilt savvy pals, I jumped in.

Picking this pattern because it was pretty and didn’t look so easy as to bore me to death right out of the gate (and apparently summer inspires me with rainbow hexagons), I got to work.  The first step was picking out the fabric.  Which I knew myself well enough to tell Jinx to just stay home for.  It takes me nearly forever to pick out ONE fabric for a dress, there was no telling how long this would take considering I had to pick MANY fabrics and I didn’t want him stranded there with me while I debate two different shades of red-orange.  Which ultimately was a wise decision as he was mixing vomit sounds into a jazz track (don’t ask) and I spent about 2 hours picking out fabrics.

The Final Contenders

Next came the cutting and, oh lordy, was there some cutting.   It took me two nights to get through.  I now have a deep appreciation for the Quilter’s Stash as I didn’t quite have enough fabric in some of the colors to easily cut the shapes that I needed.  So I had to Tetris that shit up and stretch and spin and finagle and make it work.  But I was able to get everything that I needed, but just barely.  If I had stacks and stacks of say purple fabric, I could have just picked something out of those stacks and charlie mike’d without stress but oh no.  I’m new at this.

Rusty and Ozlin are suitably impressed.

After that I saved the laying out until Craft Day at Jennifer’s house.  One, because she has big floor spaces to lay it all out and two, because the girl is a design whiz and I knew she would help me make sure all the colors and whatnot are awesome and no eye sores or bad decisions would creep in.

Plan A.

We swapped the pretty purple green batik in the middle for the garish blues around the edges (ran out of greens, had to make it work) and found some pretty magenta/purple in her stash but other than that we left it alone for the most part and I got to work sewing it all together.  I thought I was being all smart sewing the triangles together two at a time in the rows, but when it came to laying it back out I kept mixing up what went where making poor Jennifer constantly have to stop what she was doing to answer the age old question: “Is that right?!”

Roooooows. I thought I would never be done sewing these things together!

After about 7 hardcore hours of sewing, I had all my rows together and called it a night after a very tricky Roman Numeral numbering system was applied to make sure I didn’t mix anything up in transport.

Now today I started attaching rows to each other.  I tried so very, very hard to make sure all those stupid points line up, but sadly a few got away from me, or got smushed.  But I’m new, and this is a big project so I’m being forgiving for now.

4 and 2 of the rows sewn together! Its starting to look like… something!

But why stop there, Sarie?  Clearly the day was still young.  You could have gotten the whole top put together!

Alas, I could not.  Why?

Pickles. That’s why.

Would you move that?

I didn’t think so.  The quilt can wait another day.  Kitty Cute trumps all.

Sewing Sunday: Super Productive Edition

I know its been a hot minute since I’ve made a blog post.  I’m not going to lie.  I’ve been neglecting my crafting in favor of mindless crap just to keep me occupied.  Tonight I smashed that right the hell in the face.

Having recently decided to start riding my bike to work I realized I would need to pack a lunch or be forced to eat Taco Bell day after day.  So I found this wonderful tutorial and got about making it happen.  

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So cute and so easy to make!

Then I remembered that the plan is to bike to work and then get ready for work once there.  So I was going to need something to carry my makeup in that wasn’t a huge train case full of tens of pounds of makeup that I wasn’t going to need.  So I found this tutorial!  I made mine a bit bigger to make sure I had room for all my fixin’s and made an amazing discovery about my sewing machine!

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It zig-zag finishes WHILE its stitching a seam! Say whaaaaat?!

I was happy enough with this discover that I ran to the kitchen where my husband was cooking dinner and showed it to him and had to explain why it was so awesome.  He was satisfactorily impressed.  

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Taadaa! With zipper and all!

I lined the inside with white so I wouldn’t lose things in the black hole of little dark pouch that always tends to happen.  

All in all they both went together easily and quickly for me to have gotten them done in about 2 hours total time.  I’m excite to load them up and make good use out of them for my first bike commute to work tomorrow!

Skully Roses Dress: Results Edition!

 

I got married in it!

On a beautiful October day at one of my favorite locations in Georgia, we tied the knot and yes, I wore skulls and roses.

Sewing Sunday-ish: Dino Jammies Edition

Ozlin and Rusty’s friend Piggy has the CUTEST doggie jammies.  Seriously the cutest things in the world.  So of course I decided that Oz needs PJs because the last effort to clothe her Royal Chubness went so very well.  /sarcasm

At Wal-Mart I found a pattern for a doggie dinosaur costume for less than $1.00 so of course I had to buy it.  Jinx helped me pick out the pink fleece for her and off to work I went!  Yes, Jinx was my accomplice in this.

So I got about the business of cutting everything out to find I’d gotten about twice as much fleece as I needed.  “I could make a whole second one of these if I wanted to!” I exclaimed without irony.  This later would come back to haunt me.

I spent more time and care pinning this thing than I do most of my own garments.

I was pleasantly surprised that it worked up rather quickly and BAM! I was ready to torture the dog.  And torture it was.

I hate you, mom.

It was WAY too small.  The length from collar to tail was spot on, the width around her deep little chest was so very, very not.  I managed to get 3 of her legs in it for this picture, but there was a moment when I was concerned that I might not then be able to get it back off of her.  Don’t judge, we’ve all been there.

Miraculously, I had enough fabric to make it all over again.

So I did.

Because I’m a crazy person.

Adjusting for Super Chub allowance.

Surely, nearly four extra inches of ease across her back would do the job right.  Surely.

Surely not.

One pair of skin-tight fleece Dino-PJs coming up!

So versatile these dino-jammies with a totally unnecessary hood!

They were STILL too tight for her to wear comfortably, but wear them she did.  You can’t really appreciate just how much of her butt-fluff was sticking out the back of this thing.  It was ridiculous.  I’m starting to think that the animals would appreciate it if I stopped trying to make stuff for them.  Apparently, I’m really bad at it.  But its fun, so they will just have to deal with it.

Pickles remains unimpressed.

 

 

 

Sewing Sunday: Just Barely Edition

Whew!   What a wild weekend!  There was much to do and lots and lots of good company to be had.  Friday night was lost to Adventures in Margaronaville with the always-awesome Katy and Jinx.

It seemed like a really good idea at the time.

Saturday was lost to recovering from Margaronaville and an art event in town.  Sunday we woke up and decided it was time to rearrange the living room.  Which was fun and exciting and just what we needed to enjoy the fall.  Winter is coming.  We still plan on painting, but I am an impatient person so we moved stuff first and will figure out re-painting later.

Doggie Approved.

Delicious Sun Room/Reading Space of Goodness.

So as the evening wore down I decided that I simply must sew.  It is Sunday afterall.  So I did.  And I got exactly one more step done.  Why just one?  Simple really.

Orange Fat all over the directions.

If it were Pickles, I would just slide his Gray Fat out of the way and carry on.  But Skwisgaar is another cat entirely as seen here.  Skwis is magnificent in his orangeness though so I forgive him nearly all of his bullshit.  That and he is the snuggliest cat when it comes to bedtime.  If I don’t have Skwis purring in my ear with a paw on my face, I can hardly fall asleep.

So alas, not much was done.  It seems silly to even show it, but I will any way.  Because that’s what we are here for!

Lining made from the WORST possible lining fabric in my stash.

I’m not joking.  Its awful.  Its slinky and wobbly and just fights to be as annoying as possible.  I hates it.  But its what I have so we work with it.  At the rate of one step a day, I should have this thing done in 13 more days!

Rosey Skulls Progress!

Since I want to wear this dress on Saturday I figured I should get working on it!

So I found my motivation in the bottom of  a PBR and got to work.  I’m just going to say, the stars were against me.  Pickles bit me while I was trying to shift his fatness to read the directions,  Rusty and Oz thought they would lay directly where my feet go when I need to iron, and Skwisgaar thought it would be best to just menace all of us from random places in the room.  As if it wasn’t hard enough to convince myself to be productive, I had to constantly run the fur critter gauntlet.  Jerks.

Also, I came to the realization that I need to get new pins since they are all dull enough that the force required to push them through fabric also means that they will go pretty far into a human finger as well.  WARNING: Graphic human wound ahead.

Bleed in the seams and NOT THE BEER!

Charlie mike.  More sewing and pinning and stabbing and I had what is usually a sure sign that its time to stop for the night: my first grievous mistake.

Right sides together, dumbass.

When I make a stupid mistake like that, I take it as the universe’s sign that I need to stop.  But I always make sure to correct the mistake before stopping so its not the first demoralizing thing that I have to deal with the next time I get to it.  Nothing says, “Fuck it” like sitting down to sew only to stare in the face of the last idiot move you made and then have to fix it before you can do anything else.  I’ve learned.  So I trooper-ed on.  I cursed.  I seam-ripped.  I repinned and sewed it correctly.

Not wrong.

Now I’m not going to say that it happened because I had beer for dinner while I was sewing, but I’m not willing to say that it wasn’t the beers fault either.