Vintage Felt Radio

Vintage Felt Radio, originally uploaded by Eloole.

I would love to tackle something like this for my dad. He is a collector of vintage radios. I painted a rock to look like one for him as a gift one year. Am I mentally challenged that I would prefer to "make" a "fake" radio? Just askin'.

Free Crochet Pattern 70705AD Amigurumi Holiday Santa : Lion Brand Yarn Company

Free Crochet Pattern 70705AD Amigurumi Holiday Santa : Lion Brand Yarn Company

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Twitter Twit

It's official, my husband hates Twitter. I don't use it much on the computer, I don't have to! I have my favorite Twitter Pals tweets sent straight to my phone! I don't know if he is jealous of all of my fabulous friends, and how much I laugh at my phone...or if he just doesn't "get it." Truthfully, I don't get it either. I just know, it is a wonderful day when I laugh at somebody else's weirdness, so I don't have to feel so bad about how weird I am.

Lately, with the ComicCon going on in San Diego, there have been so many hilarious tweets coming across my phone. I literally swallow whatever I am drinking at the time (in fear of snorting it), or make sure I am close to a bathroom (in case I feel the urge to pee a little). Between Jimmy Fallon and FunnyorDie...I have been laughing a lot the last few days.

Then there are the ones that I like to call "friend," even though I have never actually met them. I like how I can just throw a thought out there, and get responses that make me feel like I am not alone in this world. With the kiddo (who will be 5 next Friday, BTW) always making me question my decisions as a parent, and the constant hallucinations of Spider man eating spaghetti...I like having people that can relate with the touch of 140 or fewer buttons. Those "friends" are going through similar circumstances, they understand the regret that comes with deciding NOT to spank the living crap out of that kid that threw a ball at the back of your head whilst you drove in 5 o'clock traffic. They know the feeling of 10 minutes after the incident, still being mad at the kiddo, but the kiddo has thoroughly moved on and doesn't even have traces of his actions in his face or actions...but because you are still mad you think about how you should have spanked his little white as milk hiney until it was bright red. Then he laughs at something random in that unmistakable pure laughter that only kids truly produce, and your heart melts and forgets the, wait...what was I mad at?

Those are the friends that I treasure and thank Twitter for.

Twitter has also brought me a few friends that share my demented sense of humor. Not many, mind you...but a few. That's what this blog entry is really about, thanking them. For making me feel normal, or at least as normal as I can possibly EVER be. Not that normal is a good thing.

Thanks for making me laugh Jannypie.
Thanks for making me laugh Mamakatslosinit.

I know that I normally post about craftiness, but I am having issues with that lately. Let's just leave it at: My body is rebelling against me, wants me to be in pain and is laughing, but not "out loud" at me all day and night.

Soon, I hope to conquer the pain, defeat the evil goblins taking over my life and body. I WILL CRAFT AGAIN. I WILL. AND YOU, my BLOGGY BLOG BLOG...will be the first to celebrate with me.

toodles....Sandi

Jenny ROCKS!!!!

I am gushing with pride for Jenny S Stitcher! Over the 4th of July weekend she dove right in and got herself acclimated with crocheting granny squares! I have to admit, I was proud of myself when I finished my very first granny square, but I think she took being proud of one's self to a whole new level!

This one is her first.

This is what she finished over the weekend. Words are failing me. (That's kind of hard to do....I love to jibber on and on and on about crafting.)

Congratulations Jenny! You have every right to be ECSTATIC!

Mammatalk: Those dog days....

I can not remember if I have introduced you to Mammatalk or not. If I have, suffer...you could use a reminder of how great she is. If I haven't, I strongly encourage you to visit her blog. If just out of curiosity, or because you need a reminder that parenthood is something that your are not going through alone. There are Billions of people getting through it.

She never ceases to crack me up. You should definitely take a little time and browse through Mamma's archives. She has such an extraordinary talent for writing, and explaining "just what parenthood is like" in the most perfect way. I love her.

Mammatalk: Those dog days....

toodles....Sandi

R2D2 my dear

R2D2, originally uploaded by sugarbottoms1.

I love R2D2. Ever since my very first veiwing of "Star Wars" (episode 4, of course I am that old), I have cherished his little beeps and whistle sounds. Now that my little boy also loves him, we are all about these shorts. I bought the yarn for them a while back. I think these are going to be my first project once I get my fingers back into the swing of knitting. I have a lot of use with them so far...soon R2...soon.

Friday's Favorite Find...(part 10) MAYBEEEEE

I want to start with...I need to change FFF to something else. When I first came up with the idea, I was a little green in the belt to the whole "blogging" thing. I had no idea how many other blogs do a FFF, and most of them in those exact words. I haven't decided what I am going to switch to, so for now I am going to show you some pictures of the hubby and Mr Z making my mother's day present. This also, it just so happens, is Mr Z's very first time being allowed to touch "daddy's big-boy-drill." With supervision of course.

Here is a close-up of the drill handling:
He was so proud of himself...he came up with the idea, decided on the size of wood, and told daddy which pieces of hardware he wanted to use to hold the pieces together.

The thing could have mold growing out of the cracks, termites infesting the core and splinters poking out of every crevice(which it pretty much does *smirk*) and I couldn't love it any more.

Here is the finished product and he even drew a picture of the hubby, him and me to put in the frame:
I recieved my wonderful present early, because Mr Z was so proud of himself, he couldn't stand the wait. I'm not bothered by his excitement...but I still get those "OH-SO-PROUD" goose bumps all over every time I look at it.

toodles....Sandi

ps...I hope you all have a Fabulous Mother's Day!!!