It was a marathon weekend. The bottom fell out of the thermometer on Saturday night. While New England was suffering a nor'easter, we got frostbit here in Georgia. I hauled all of my houseplants into the bedroom. Hitchhikers too. The spiders and stinkbugs in my house are running scared.
It was good to have the Warmth at the touch of a button.
All the orders for cloth and thread are on their way. If some of the packages look like they've been tampered with, that was just me improving the weight.
I don't have a postal scale, always just eyeballed the filling of the envelopes, but these news ones confounded me. Slippery devils. As I started processing them at the self-service kiosk in the post office, some came up too light so I brought them back home and operated.
I'm going through the receipts and will be sending out surprises to a handful that were sent before I started checking the weights. I know where you live. :)
Charlie did Halloween at school on Friday so on Monday we did candy. Lots of candy. There is a new schedule and I get there at 630 in the morning and when he wakes up 7ish, he wakes me with the question, "What are we up to today, Nana?"
Wednesday, November 01, 2017
Saturday, October 28, 2017
in the river basket
The sun was strong, breezes light. I took the river basket to the park to see just what I'd been squirreling away there all this time.
Could I dredge the urge to thread a needle? Only for the purpose of embroidering smart-ass, lewd remarks. I didn't but the story wheels were burning rubber.
Some of this stuff will probably pop up for sale in time.
Thursday, October 26, 2017
get your shop on
Thanks to everyone for the amazing response, I will be filling orders as they were received, first come, first served. There is MORE than enough cloth and thread to go around.
It's not a living, but it helps.
From now, until they run out, I'll be including a random Dirty Thread in each Fat Baggie.
Giving away a skein of my hand dyed DMC embroidery floss is just like drug dealers giving away a "taste". We know you'll be back.
I found a new kind of shipping envelope. Not much more than a skin of very tough plastic with no lining, so it holds more cloth. I fill them until I can safely close them so, bonus to my customers!
Downside? More content equals more weight and postage. Add to that a recent rate hike and it comes out to a small bump in the cost. now 28$ includes first class shipping inside the US. Elsewhere? email me
I'm picking the baggies mostly from this past summer's dye sessions, with choice gleanings from previous years added in. If you have questions, email me.
If you are ready, there's this
It's not a living, but it helps.
From now, until they run out, I'll be including a random Dirty Thread in each Fat Baggie.
Giving away a skein of my hand dyed DMC embroidery floss is just like drug dealers giving away a "taste". We know you'll be back.
I found a new kind of shipping envelope. Not much more than a skin of very tough plastic with no lining, so it holds more cloth. I fill them until I can safely close them so, bonus to my customers!
Downside? More content equals more weight and postage. Add to that a recent rate hike and it comes out to a small bump in the cost. now 28$ includes first class shipping inside the US. Elsewhere? email me
I'm picking the baggies mostly from this past summer's dye sessions, with choice gleanings from previous years added in. If you have questions, email me.
If you are ready, there's this
Wednesday, October 25, 2017
stilling
With the fall chill comes the need to fiddle string into something useful. I've thrown in the towel on that damn yarn. I can't count how many years I've started a project with those four skeins of blue, purple and brown Lion Homespun, then unraveled it all back into balls. I think I'll put them in a bag and leave them at the Little Library in the park.
I don't even know what these all are, the cones are unmarked. The ball is Perle cotton. One of them is bamboo. A rayon maybe? All five together make a satisfying, if a little pesky, weight to work.
Nanowrimo starts next month. There is no way I have the time to commit to a new novel, not under the gun, so to speak. But I make take the time to frame up the next one to get out from under the bog of revising the current one for a while.
Fresh eyes. fresh perspective.
Sunday, October 22, 2017
and the winner is
the contest is closed. I have twenty entries scribbled on the backside of some junk mail. All cuddled up here in my sari silk yarn skull cap.
Now to convince Sweetie to make a choice.
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