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Babushka

I've become obssessed with embroidering and cross stitch and crochet edging. Excuse the lack of ironing.

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See more. I want to crochet all edges of all things.

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I ripped my palm. I guess it's a crossfit rite of passage.

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You can't pee in peace, this is my pee buddy.

Babushka

See, cross stitch. Itty bitty apple about 12mm high. I blame Mrs McPorkchop.

you’ve abandoned me, love don’t live here anymore*

Um hi! I so did not mean to disappear for two months, but seems you guys didn't miss me too much! As I was starting to get spammy comments I figured I'd better check in, I'm not ready yet to pull the plug on the blog, but it's been swimming around in my head as an option.

I have been around on twitter, pinterest and flickr, so not totally AWOL. What have I been doing? Well you know we started personal training twice a week last year and decided it wasn't enough and are now attending Crossfit classes about 4 times a week as well as personal training once a week. So that's eaten up a lot of blogging time. I haves been making stuff in between the day job, crossfit and market making but there ain't a lot of energy left for creative thinking these days. Saying that I have a million quilts in my head I'd like to make, maybe I'll start being a crazy quilt top maker?!

I had grand plans to do blockapalooza to make a quilt that's way overdue as a housewarming gift….Yep, you guessed it, I started the first block, decided that I just did not have the patience or the time for the cutting, so have abandoned it. I'll turn that block into a cushion cover I think. So then I found Kate's lovely Geometric pattern that is based on the traditional log cabin (one of my favourite blocks) and decided that's what I'll do, less cutting for this lazy lady!

So um, that's it. I'm not promising I'll be back again soon, I'll try. Happy crafting!

Blockapalooza-1

Blockapalooza stack

Blockapalooza

* Of course, being a child born in the 70's, I am referring to Madonna's version of this.

Pheww! Glad that’s over

Firstly thanks so much for the blog birthday wishes and I'm apologising (again!) for being slow to post and announce winners! So randomly we have comments 2, 4, 7, 14, 19, 22  I'll drop you an email.

I really do seem to have lost my blogging/crafting mojo. Part of it, I think, has to do with changing jobs after 8 years in March this year and then spending the past 5 months being quite disappointed that I'd left a pretty secure, happy job and the new job being quite disappointing. No matter how much you say to yourself "no expectations", you have them. So. After a month of crying and feeling sorry for myself (thanks to my sweetheart Sondra for the support), I got back on the job search. Blah. Hate it. But fortunately, I've found something and I'm feeling positive about it.

The other distraction from blogging/crafting I think has been the training we've been doing with Tracy. Yes it's only 2 nights a week and cardio on a Saturday morning, but after training I'm no good to anyone, let alone a crochet hook or composing a blog post. I love the training. Yep, I said it. Love it. I have a LOOOONG way to go weight wise but I am definitely feeling the benefits to my fitness. I'm not as tired, I do have more energy and I'm finding that I spend less time thinking about how to avoid moving. For me, being fat = being tired = feeling very uncomfortable in my skin = minimising all of that by not moving so that I wasn't confronted by the fat and carrying around that weight is bloody hard work. That's just my experience, I know not all overweight people feel the same.

I do have a little craft to share but only an iPhone picture of my old lady hand with kitten scratches on showing one of my new rings that I'll have at Upmarket next weekend that I love, yep LOVE.

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a little bit of a navel gaze

Well hi there! I see Ted's been keeping you occupied since I fell off the face of the earth. I'm sorta back. A combination of changing jobs after 8 years and starting with a personal trainer twice a week has frazzled my brain a little and blogging just fell to the bottom of the list. Don't think I haven't been thinking about the blog and any of you out there I haven't had much worth sharing on the crafty front. I've been doing a little crochet and a little paper piecing and not much else.

As mentioned above Sondra and I have started with a personal trainer. HOLY PAIN IN MY MUSCLES and anywhere else that decides to hurt. I've gone from sedentary worker/crafter to hustle my ass for two 1 hour sessions a week. The pain. I don't talk about it much here but I'm a hefty lady and found myself at my heaviest, tired and grumpy. I'm not a happy fat lady at all. Always had tits n ass but now I have tits, ass, gut and more and it's got to go. Son and I had tried everything, Jenny Craig, Weight Watchers and Lite n Easy and it wasn't working. I was getting so desperate that I had started considering lap band surgery. Yep, drastic measures. Considering that I'm of moderate intelligence you would have thought that I would twig that exercise is probably a good idea…Well yes, in a rational brain that's not freaking about being seen exercising in public, is self conscious about being large and generally trying not to bring attention to the fatness, yes they would have twigged a while ago. So. I did, eventually and bit the bullet.

A couple of friends, Kate and Jon, are super fit, healthy people and I chatted to Kate about the weight (it's like the pink friggin' elephant in the corner) and she mentioned the gym where she goes and that the head trainer, Tracy Cooper at SF Gym* had helped others with fitness and weightloss. Speaking for myself, deciding to sign up with a trainer was almost as hard as going to my first ever therapy session years ago. I was shit scared. I didn't want to be publicly humiliated, I have never felt physically comfortable when it comes to exercise. Tracy is awesome. She is patient and firm and pushes me beyond my limited capacity. She doesn't treat me like I'm not able, which is how I feel most of the time in training. As with a therapist the fit isn't always right, I believe the same could be said about hiring a personal trainer, if you don't click it's not going to work.

For those of you rolling your eyes about now and are asking "why is writing about this"? Well if anyone else is out there trying to get fitter, lose weight and feel better about themselves then I want my positive experience to be out there. Don't get me wrong. It's bloody hard work. I have butterflies in my tummy before every session and I grunt, groan, swear and sweat through every session. Food? Well yes that also comes into it and we're keeping a food diary and making better choices everyday. We've had 7 sessions so far and surprisingly I have noticed some differences. I'm not as tired, I'm more willing to get off my ass and be more active and mentally I think it has definitely helped my brain space be more positive. More importantly I'm looking after my health and my future, I have to be a here a long time so I can continue to annoy the crap out of Sondra! My advice, based purely on my experience, exercise, get moving, don't leave it until you have a crap load of weight to lose, it's bloody hard work to shift it!

* We're not doing crossfit! At the moment we aren't fit enough but hope to get fit enough in the future to start doing crossfit classes.