Blircles and burp cloths

These fun little cross-stitched blocks took longer to complete than I expected!  And they ended up looking more like circles.  When I showed my husband, he squeezed one in his fingers and considered.  “Just call it a blircle,” he finally decided.

Blircle it is.

Along with five fuzzy burp cloths, I finally finished up these blircles and am ready to send them off to my favorite little boy in Seattle.  I wish I could deliver them in person and see how much he’s grown in the last few weeks!  It won’t be long before he’s using the blircles to peg his big sisters from across the room…

Good thing they’re soft.  🙂


Little Man

Other than the time he nearly made me sew my fingers into the fabric (by sneaking under the desk and pressing the foot pedal as hard as he could), my little guy hasn’t been very interested in my new sewing machine.

These baby burp cloths, on the other hand, have really piqued his interest.  “Why do babies barf so much?” he asks me.  “Why do they need so many barf cloths?” (which sounds like “buyf cwoffs” when he says it.)

I’m not sure I’ve answered his questions very well, but I’m happy to report that he thinks I make “bootifuw buyf cwoffs”.    Awww, thanks little man.  Just don’t look too close at the stitching, ok?  🙂

Sew, Write

Bernie and Me

Remember that determined post I wrote yesterday about my writing goals?

Ha ha, the joke’s on me!  I picked up my beautiful new Bernina sewing machine today and guess who didn’t get a lick of editing done?

Yeah, that would be me.  I’ll need to set some ground rules, I think.   Something like “Daily editing and writing goals must be achieved before playing with the new sewing machine.”

By the way, so you’re not confused in later posts, I’ve named her Bernie.  We’ve been hanging out all evening.  She’s helped me sew together two more baby blocks and some colorful patchwork.  My family thinks I’ve lost my marbles because I’ve been calling out things like “look at these fantastic zig-zags!” and “she has so many different feet!”   (Seriously, you should see the cool presser feet on this machine!)

I think this is the beginning of a beautiful relationship.

P.S.  I promise to edit tomorrow.  Scout’s honor.  🙂


I have a confession

I think I need to explain something before I go on with this blog.

I’m a fabric stalker.  Slinking into craft and quilt stores and fondling  fleece and silk is a weekly occurrence for me.  Every day I spend hours snooping through sewing blogs and then toss and turn at night while I dream about patterns and designs.  I’ve been known to buy fat quarter bundles and Moda charm packs and then hoard them in the bottom drawer of my desk for months.

It’s only recently that I’ve discovered that I don’t actually have a sickness.  It turns out that I am simply a sewing enthusiast.  There are millions of women out there just like me.  What a relief!

I am pretty new to sewing.  I’ve appreciated it for years, but only recently felt brave enough to try it for myself.  A few weeks ago I actually pulled this fat quarter bundle from my bottom desk drawer and decided to make something with it.

At first I just set it on a shelf in my four-year old’s room and stared at it for a while.  He stared at it with me as we rocked together before bed each night, and we discussed all the things we could make with the fabric – some pj’s, a blanket, a soft car (his suggestion).

After a few weeks, and much discussion, we decided on some stuffed blocks for my friend’s new baby boy.   It meant doing some cross stitching, some hand sewing, and getting out the old 1970’s Kenmore sewing machine.  The cross stitching and hand sewing went really well.  I made a pretty cute baby block.

Getting out the dinosaur sewing machine, however, did not go so well.  It decided to make a rat’s nest instead of stitches and then literally seized up after my husband took it apart to “fix” it.   It’s still in ten pieces.

But at least I’ve started to use the adorable fabric bundle, and at least I know that I can hand stitch these little babies and finish all four by the time my friend’s little tike turns five.  I also know how to stalk craft and quilting stores and fondle new sewing machines.  🙂

In case you were curious, the fabric (It’s a Jungle Flannels) is made by Hoffman Fabrics.  I’m hoping I’ll soon have a bib and some burp cloths to show you as well.  Wish me luck!