Lazy Sunday

It's Sunday afternoon, technically evening, and I'm sitting here bored. How lame is that? I don't think I've been really and truly bored in a very long time. But I am. And even though I normally think that only boring people get bored, I'm not going to think that right now. Because it's me. 


Friday I sewed myself a little purse/bag/market tote thingy from 4 fat quarters. I like it plenty but I can now see the importance of lining. It's reversible so I don't mean that kind of lining, I mean the kind that makes something stiffer. Interfacing? Don't laugh, learning to sew means also learning a whole new language.

Kiddo would only hold it long enough for a snap of the BlackBLURRBerry

Yes, blurry,but couldn't have you miss this awesomeness.

Saturday I met up with a couple of crochet friends at a coffee shop in the cute little downtown area. I made a coaster. One. Whole. Coaster. I know, watch me go! Meanwhile one friend was working on a double stand stadium in blanket in Redskin colors (and I'm still friends with her, see how tolerant I am?) and the other was trying to master a very confusing crochet pattern for a blanket she wants to make for her first grandchild - a girl due later this year. I hope I didn't intimidate them with my hardcore coaster. 


Also on Saturday I tried to have a yard sale. I sold a boppy cushion to the neighbor kid for a buck for his cat Sonya. And then I gave away a couple of books to his cousin. Donald Trump is dying to get me on The Apprentice. 


Our street ends at the beach less than 2 blocks down. We have foot traffic all day long every day. Yesterday? A perfectly sunny beach weather kind of day? None. Nary a stroller pusher or dog walker or bike thief (ahem, there's a story there I'll share sometime). I thought I was being very entrepreneur'ish by choosing lots of great beach reading material to sell. But no. Well, I mean I DID, but I can't help it if no one was smart enough to stop by for a bargain priced book. 


Yeah. So I packed that in early and spent most of the rest of the day flipping magazine pages in search of something inspiring. I fell asleep.


Of course now that I am sitting here on the front porch not having a yard sale, there are tons of people wandering past. They probably think I'm a geek sitting out here on the computer but the truth is, its the only place we can get wifi at the moment. It's an 81 year old house. It has mood swings. 


There is music at the beach tonight, like most Sunday nights thru the summer. I think they call it Groovin By the Bay. I call it Pick Up Your Trash When You Leave And Please Obey The Stop Signs Jerks! I think my name has a catchier ring to it don't you?


I decided blog hopping would be my best bet for finding inspiration. You guys in blogland never fail to amuse and inspire me. 


But before I go, here are some snapshots of those cherry curtains I made for my kitchen (which I LOVE LOVE LOVE): ((((PS: is it just me or has Blogger been especially sucky with the uploading of pics lately??)))) (((((PSS: Forgive my extremely low quality photo skills. Someday I will learn wield a camera!)))))

This last one I winged without a pattern - just your basic valance with an edging like the on pillowcases. Pretty much how I've been making all the curtains around the house so far. Easy peasy - just take the measurement of the width of your window & double it in fabric. 

And for anyone who cares, my seams are bitchin! Cleaaan & neat, no raw edges, everything folded & stitch or "French" seamed. Next project I will take crappy pictures of the insides too.