Merry Christmas everyone!
I hope you all have a very happy and safe Christmas.

My poor baby doesn't like storms. And she doesn't like being photographed in them either!
And on a completely unrelated topic, Happy Birthday Mr Vintage! Love you heaps, hope you're enjoying your day!
Seems that once again I dropped the ball there on the advent blog-a-long. Only 3 more sleeps to go now!
I participated in the ornament swap that was organised by Daisy Quilts but as my first ornament got lost in the mail, I only just received my ornament from the lovely Roz. She was so worried that I wasn't going to have my package before Christmas that she got stuck in and made me another one, and this time Aussie Post came through! Roz went to such trouble and packed in extra goodies (naughty girl!!) but I am very grateful, thank you so much Roz!Here is my gorgeous ornament on the tree, next to the beautiful owl ornament bought from this fabulous etsy seller.

And because you asked so nicely Teresa, here is the dinosaur.
And here is Max just clarifying that this is indeed not yet another animal that we've brought into his house!

Note for future reference, when you read on the pattern envelope that you require over 500 grams of stuffing for a project, take note, this probably means that it's big! 26 inches long and 9 inches high as a matter of fact! I hope my cousins little boy doesn't run screaming from the room when he sees this monstrosity! Ah, live and learn people, live and learn.
Two Kinder girls ready to be gifted to my nieces.
I ♥
Kinder Girls!
Meet Dresden. He's my favourite bear ever. He's going to be very hard to part with. Hopefully he sells quickly, or I might change my mind.
It's amazing how much can be achieved when you lose your phoneline (and internet) for a day isn't it!
Too. Hot. To. Blog.
Oops! Missed a day of the advent blog-a-long. Oh well!
Today is all about the Christmas baking. I'm baking mini Gingerbreadmen for all of Miss 12's past teachers. Tomorrow is her last day of primary school and I wanted to make a little thank you gift for all involved in the wonderful years she has had at her school. Must be the teachers daughter coming out in me.
Merry Christmas to all the creative spacers, see you next year!
Two lanes of traffic. One headed to my intended destination, heavily conjested, the other headed past the op shop, smooth sailing. Which lane do you think I took?
Two skirts. $4 each. One of them a Jag.
Yes, the op shop gods were calling me my friends. And I listened.
"Zing", all finished and ready to head off express post to Pip for Softies for Mirabel. I hope someone loves him!
Quirky traditions. Do you have any? Earlier this year I had been craving this topping that my Grandfather used to put on pikelets, and I couldn't for the life of me figure out what this stuff was. The best I could do to describe it was "it's like a golden-syrupy-buttery-stuff". I finally asked my Mum what this stuff was, and she informed me it was indeed a golden-syrupy-buttery-stuff. My Grandfather would mix his Golden Syrup and butter together to form a paste and would smear it all over his pikelets.

And so a new tradition was formed in my household. Every time I make pikelets (which is quite often!) we now have golden-syrupy-buttery-stuff. I love that even though my daughter never got the chance to meet this most wonderful man, she knows a little quirky something about him. Oh, and he also liked cheese and jam sandwiches. Not quite going there.
After the success of finishing Marshmallow I have found my sewjo once again.
Whipped up my Softie for Mirabel, using Jhoanna's fabulous pattern in the Mikes book, just have to finish the stuffing and Zing is ready to go.
I've got all my planned pressies on the go for the littlies in my life. Can't wait to make that dino softie in chenille, he should be cute!
Got little stocking fillers in mind for some of the bigger people in my life.
This weekend is all freed up to get cracking with all this. I think the pressure I put on myself with the Advent blog-a-long was a good idea to bring back the sewjo.
Check out the creative spaces here.
Meet Marshmallow. Or Marsha, for short.

The other Elephants know she is different, but they still love her all the same.
Elephants are nice like that.