I have fabric, I have thread, I have an idea.

I have been staring at this idea both on paper and in my head for … I can’t even say how long now (ever)

I went from a halter top to … not

and now I have the waistband cut out and pieced together.

The back of the dress looks fucking fantastic!

The front of the dress…the front it… well… yeah. I REally DESPERATELY need to get myself a new dress form … SOOO badly.

Anyhow, back to the fabric.

Beds are such funny things.

I have been sleeping in a Queen size bed for quite a while…I think. I know that when I was living in Beaverton I had a Queen, but then when I moved to Colorado I took my beautiful couches and those became my bed, in my room. I miss those couches.

Anyhow, back to Portland and I was on a futon but I believe it was a queen, then back to beds and I bought a Queen. It was a real bed, no frame but a box spring and a mattress and it was fantastic!

I went to sleep and I felt like I could sprawl half way across the world, despite the fact that I usually slept curled up in a ball. My now ex was spending way too much money and spent $1200 on a new bed, pillow-top queen of happiness. When he moved in he brought it with him. It was spectacular and perfect for fitting the both of us and semi-acrobatic (at times) sex. I still really wish that I’d gotten a stud finder and put a bar in my ceiling that could support my weight. Perhaps in this new apartment although the ceilings aren’t as low here.

At night I felt like we were sharing a single, given the fact that I was usually pressed tightly against the wall with him gripping me in my sleep. I didn’t mind most of the time (except he was a furnace and summer needed two fans) Imagination placed me in many a tight space.

As we started to not get along so well the bed could have stretched half way across the world with how far away he felt, and then when he left me it couldn’t have been larger. Still a queen.

That bed was left with me and has traveled with me to L.A. where I’m finally starting to wonder how big a Queen really is. If it’s so big, then how is it that my cat often takes up easily half of the bed?

Side note: –> is not my cat…or my bed

I’ve found myself stretching out lately in such obscure directions. My head in the right corner while the rest of my body stretches out to touch the left bottom corner.

I think I’m starting to test it’s boundaries, and wonder if there might be some sentinels protecting the outerlands of bed. They may see my incoming toes as an attack and use tiny little trebuchets to pelt me and thwart the incoming sock-bomb. You see, I often go to sleep with socks on with no idea where they went when I wake.

This may explain two very important things:

1. So THAT’S where my one sock keeps disappearing to
2. Morgan tends to freak out attacking the edge of the bed at night, perhaps that’s when they’re out in more force!

Defenders of the outer bed, out to protect their young from destruction. I’m afraid that I’m probably the one who’s usually going to win. Perhaps I should treat them to a new landscape soon and pick up some new sheets.

Although something tells me that going with these sheets won’t actually help them in the long run.

I’m reading a book about philosophy, and that’s not exactly what inspired this thought, but it’s in there.

Every night I catch the bus that stops at every stop instead of the one that skips half of them. Instead of getting off at the major street and walking home I get off at the street after and walk home. It’s minimally shorter but that’s really not why I do it.

There’s this older asian family, I’ve seen the man cleaning his car. I’ve never seen children but they have older plastic play sets in the front, concrete yard. There’s an iron fence surrounding their home, as many of them have, but they’ve allowed all sorts of plants to weave their way into the fence, pushing through onto the street and over teh sidewalk. When you walk home this direction you get bombarded by beautiful smells of different flowers and can walk under an overhang of trimmed branches while watching birds play.

That is spectacular, and magical and i love it. But that’s not it, for some reason I can always smell dinner wafting by, from BBQs or kitchens, and it always smells wonderful.

So I am completely encompassed by smells and colors that make my senses dance. I can take pictures but that wouldn’t let you see what I see, you might just see the flowers and not notice the vines as they dance. I could show you a perfume but how do I know if it would tickle your nose in the same way that it does mine. What’s sweet to me may be sour to you, or visa versa. There’s on way that I could share the feeling I get when my head swells and my heart singe, but I would gladly fill a room with blossoms if I thought I had the chance.

The thing is, it’s not definitely that I haven’t been able to craft, but I haven’t felt like writing about it…HOW LAZY IS THAT?!

I actually got some new really awesome things created when I was sick. All I did was pull my big box of yarn out, and while I was bed bound I knitted these awesome neck warmers, and as soon as I was moving around I created these kinda broach-like things out of clay.
I’m pretty happy with how they turned out but of course, I still need more opinions. I also cranked out some more hair pieces: I’d like to get some better pictures and even found someone very willing to be my model for these and my tentacle earrings, but I want to make a large chunk of them first and I need to get some more sealant first.

Now, I need to go get dressed for more OT at work and figure out where I drunkenly took my earrings out at last night.

But I really do want opinions on these crafty-things so have at it!

I have been going at least a little bit crazy, as of late, in the aspect of crafting, at least.

What does that mean? LOTS!

I have finished something like 8 new feathered hair clips, I’ve created a few pairs of tentacle earrings and am about to make many more, I knitted 4 neck warmers and am using clay to create broaches for them and it’s all going onto my Etsy site!

Will I sell any? Oh goodness I don’t know. I haven’t sold anything on Etsy and have a bunch up, but I do have a girl who’s going to model the earrings for me, so that’s promising!

Ok, quick post I’m exhausted. I had a team building event at Disneyland today and although I really did want to post pictures from it, I’m wiped out…what wiped me out? sunburn! lol

I’ve been fighting a cold for like two weeks, and then my new cubemate (the smoker) came in deathly ill after taking care of his wife for the weekend. Downing pills and all that jazz.

We all told him to go home, it’s not worth staying at work and he was warned that I was gonig to get sick and be grouchy about it. Sure enough! I’m sick as shit, and that’s while there’s overtime and I realized taht I just can’t stay there while I’m that sick so I’m missing out on ot

But I came home, crawled into my bed with my laptop and I think I’m going to live there. well, here. For at least today, probably tomorrow and possibly monday. But I don’t know yet.

Either way, I am very proud to have made and ate pancakes. Yay for belly.

I’m not a fan.

So far I’ve only made a couple of pair for myself, but I think that I might actually put some of these lovely earrings up on my etsy site as well. First I need to get some earring stud things for people who don’t have stretched ears and a gaugie thing so I can check sizes for people who do, and a better lacquer. but go team go I’m excited!

Yes yes I know, everyone and their mother has done a steampunk mod with the Nerf Maverick, but it was my turn.

With the great Nerf assassination war at work, it was time to buy a gun…for my own protection!

But of course I couldn’t just head into work with a run of the mill, yellow and silver and orange gun! I probably should have sanded more before I painted and I really wish that I could have picked up some spray paint instead of doing the WHOLE thing in acrylic. If I do it again I’d still like to acrylic accent it, but it’s just too thick and makes it feel a little strange. I’m still thinking of adding some leather accents and almost put a big ring on it last night but I couldn’t bend the ring closed after I cut through it with my dremmel….dremmel love! /swoon

Oh well, at least I think it looks pretty awesome. I also want to figure out how to change the color of the darts while having them still shoot…but that’s for another day. For now…here we go:

I love my crafts, they make me happy, but one of the things that someone in my position needs to do is to save as much money as humanly possible!

The thing is, I have nothing if not time, so yes, it might take me extra time to do something, but what else was I going to do?

So I buy these things, these gigantic things. Like this bag full of randomly mixed feathers.

The problem of course, is that that if I fall in love with a color, there’s really no guarantee taht I’ll be able to get it again.

Then the funny part consists of things like .. my sitting down and spending hours organizing and separating different colors of feathers.

Then of course I have another threat…that threat being? my Morgan kitty.