Stuffies

Lately my biggest thing to make has been little soft stuffie toys. Whether they are made of felt or fabric, I want them all! I've also discovered a love for hand sewing. For any of you who know me, you know that i've always said that I HATE hand sewing. But recently It feels like all I want to do is sit on the couch and make critter after critter of little hand sewn felt stuffies. So first up is an octopus. I love octopuses! I know they creep many people out, but I LOVE THEM! This one happens to be purple (could there be a better color for an octopus?). He's made out of some wool felt from the shop and little green sequins. If you want to make a little octopus for yourselves it's a free tutorial over here



Next up with my stuffie obsession is an owl pillow! You can find the pattern here if you want one too! I tried to stick with some gender neutral/boyish colors and I took forever picking them out! But i'm so happy with the results and love him!



P.S. Do you like my new curtains. Not much of a view of them, but i'm so happy with them! It's one of my favorite fabrics!

Getting Back on My Feet

Wow. So after feeling like I've been punched in the stomach and knocked down, I'm finally on my way to recovering and getting back up. Sorry if it seemed as if I'd fallen off the face of the earth but I think I may be back more often again! I won't bore you with the silly details of my currently drama filled life, but instead bore you with the drama of my ancestors life! Yay...! So, in my last post I mentioned my family once owning a castle, and today I'm here with proof.

Once upon a time, in land far away (well not too far from me now) there lived a happy swiss family in a happy castle. These happy people called themselves a swiss translation for "bird of prey". A good name for my old family, very intimidating and superior (like me...!). well, these happy intimidating superior people mistreated there peasants who worked very hard for them. Sadly the peasants grew tired of being mistreated and decided to revolt against the poor birds of prey kicking them out of the castle. This made the happy, intimidating, superior, and now poor people very sad. So in an act of desperation the "birds of prey" decided to change there once intimidating name to the very peaceful "peacock"! Yay! With this new name they confronted there once peasants and asked if they would once again work very hard and let the peacocks have there castle back. Sadly the peasants thought this was a bad idea and sent my dear ancestors packing. Filled with shame, desperation, and a keen sense of adventure they soon left for the great America and many many many years later had me. yay again! Because, since they had me, I was able to go to this now crumbling castle of mine to take pictures to share with you. (Are you still reading? because if this was anyone else's story i'd be long zoned out!) So to spare you, on to the pictures!

Welcome to my castle!








This takes you to my staircase...



This is my staircase!



I don't really know what this is, but I shall call it mine!



And finally my view...



Sorry I have no crafty things to post this time, But next time I'll be sure to show something handmade!