Sesame Street – Grover loves his map

Hahaha. This is another classic clip that has altered my consciousness – to the point where I can’t hear South America without hearing Grover’s voice in my head. That’s okay though. I would rather hear Grover than Elmo who I can hear giggling maniacally in the background as I type. I can’t come at the little guy! I’ve tried. In my honest opinion, the characters have been dumbed down somewhat. Gee, I am feeling controversial this morning!

Just so you can see the lengths I will go to when procrastinating over school work, this is what we did last Sunday:

That is a Barbie explosion. They all are now dressed, shod and lying neatly in their trunk, awaiting the next play session. Not one of them is akimbo.

I have been doing much knitting and finishing of promised projects. Way back when, (July ‘06!) I started making a doll for the tiny madam. All of my obsessing about the gnome (I still don’t have the pattern. Boo hoo) made me feel guilty about the limp, unstuffed, bits dangling off pieces of doll waiting to be seamed up and finished in a plastic tub. So I hauled her out, sewed her up, gave her some hair and made a dress and shoes, and WA LA! Here she is!

I also finished what was supposed to be another bunny for the Number One Son. I had crocheted his head and body months ago, and then he sat around, faceless and alone! I made his arms and legs (they were really quick and I wondered why it had taken me so long!). Then I put them on and discussed with the Son noses and eyes and whatnot. I went to Spotlight and bought some possible eyes and he chose some. Then I was about to make the ears and therefore complete what should have been a cute bunny. Instead, the Son decided it was to be a monster, with a horn for a nose. And this is what we ended up with:

His name is Ech. I am not in love. I think he needs a beanie. This might happen over the weekend. His head is too round and bald looking. His nose leaves me cold. But, the Son is happy.

I also did one sock for the Spunk. No picture, as it is quite a boring sock.

One of my Mother’s Day books arrived; Knitted Babes by Claire Garland. I am going to start one of the Babes today I hope. They are really so gorgeous, and I am even going to sew! I don’t have a sewing machine, but I can sew. I will probably sew by hand as the clothing is quite small, and otherwise I will have to go to Mother’s house and borrow her machine. I like the idea of using recycled fabrics for the clothes. Of course, I had to make another trip to Spotlight with kids in tow. We had a great time choosing yarns and felts and a couple of fat quarters.

I am still waiting anxiously for my sock book, and will have to continue to wait because it is being delivered to work, and I won’t be there now until next Wednesday. Three kids home sick today, so I gave myself a day off to be a Mum to my own kids for once. Then Monday and Tuesday I have Professional Learning (translates to no school, good food, listening and chatting to colleagues with hopefully a bit of useful stuff thrown in!). I didn’t do much outside PL last year, so this is a bit of a change for me. Later this month I have a yucky one about mandatory reporting of abuse. I am not looking forward to that. It’s an unfortunate and upsetting part of my job however.

I am working on a commission at the moment! A friend at work asked for some fingerless mitts, so I am making a modified pair of Fetchings. I have no intention of charging her anything but the cost of the yarn. I just don’t know how I could do that!

Finally, I was lucky enough to catch up with 2paw and Kate last Friday for a cuppa and a chat. It was really lovely and relaxing and 2paw gave me a sock tote which is so gorgeous and perfect:

I feel rather guilty that I have made her one sock of a pair and must get off my butt and finish it. I know she doesn’t mind, but seriously! Could I be more slack??