Now there’s a good idea! It would also take care of all that pesky information on the hard-drive in my spare computer.
But actually the pin-mines are the perfect way to keep random people from coming in and borrowing my fabric scissors to cut steel or wood or paper… It works pretty well actually. Although The Elf has never stepped on a pin, he is aware they are there. He only ever steps foot in there if I’m already there to do mine-sweeping.
And it is a truism in the sewing community that the owner of the pins never actually steps on them, only intruders.
Tweezers? I hate, hate, hate when I spill beads! Mucho empathy from this end!
I straighten my sewing room about every 3 months. I always feel like I accomplished something important when I’m done. Then a week later it’s all chaos again. Sigh. I would so much rather be at home working on my latest quilt. But I’d have to straighten the room first so I can find the top of the cutting table again.
Yes, and I have discovered why the larger gauge seed beads are called “E beads.” It’s because when you step on one in your bare feet, you say, “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
I have made progress. Most of the garbage is out of there, and about half the “stuff” is where it belongs. And I nailed two shadowboxes to the wall for rubber stamp storage. And now I’m posting again because I deserve a break, don’t I?
Mom’s on a quilting tear right now and she’s buying Stuff for her hobby. (Dad just has his motorcycle. He’s waaaaay ahead on the stuff buying. But if Mom gets her new quilter’s sewing machine (to go along with her serger and the sewing machine that can download stitches from the Internet) that’ll give her a slight edge. It’s like a competition with those two. But Dad’s a sport. Because Mom has that sewing machine that downloads from the Internet he got “her” a new computer. And Broadband. Just for Mom.) One of the Stuffs she was looking at was a little nail rake Bob. Same thing, just scaled down for indoor use.
But maaaaaan… an electromagnet!
You flick the switch (it needs its own circuit) and b’wooooomoooomoooom!
All the little pins and needles get sucked right up plink, plink, plinkity, plink, plink!
Then you put a giant funnel that empties into a jam jar under the magnet and shut it down.
Clean-up is a breeze!
And she could sew little washers all over Dad’s clothes (like he’d notice) for a great gag! Shades of Wile E. Coyote!
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That would be lovely. She could display it in her front yard for the neighbors to enjoy. Adding class to the 'hood is always a good thing.
Yeah, but if **FCM ** does that, then she has to have requisite toilet planter with flowers in it…you know, because it adds such charm. Then she’d have to have the little wooden thingies that show peoples’ backsides like they’re bending over. Somehow, I just don’t think our classy FCM will have any of these garden decorations.
I want a hardwood floor for my entire downstairs, but I don’t think I’m getting that anytime soon. That would be rather spendy. Light beige or cream or whatever color carpet it is that I have, just doesn’t do well with a black lab and people that REFUSE to take their dang shoes off. I’m talking family and close friends, not strangers. Add to the light carpet a light colored tile entry way and a light colored kitchen floor, and well, I can clean all the live long day and I’m never happy. I want a darker wood floor.
My dog urped all over my upstairs hallway carpet this morning. Ugh! So, I had to clean that up before I left for work and that made me fifteen minutes late to work. Try explaining to the boss that you had to clean up dog barf and that’s why you’re late. :rolleyes: I’m sure he thinks that’s the lamest thing he’s ever heard, but it’s the truth.
Well, I must rebuild charts and spreadsheets…sigh…it just never ends.
Rue’s actually onto something. If you rubberband a piece of pantyhose to the sucky end it would catch all the big stuff before it goes into the bin! I don’t know if it would work with a regular vac, I haven’t tried it, but a shop vac has lots o’ suction. Of course then there is the hassle of lugging the shop vac into the house and your spouse wondering what the 'ell you’re up to, but if your SO already thinks you’re a bit mad for having so many craft projects going at the same time, s/he may not say a word about it.
Damn, I think I’m catching another cold. Damn. (sniff) I work in a small office building with 10 or so other businesses in it. There were only half dozen or so until very recently. For the last 5 years, only 3 or 4 other women used the first floor restroom, so it was pretty clean and I rarely got sick because I rarely came in contact with other people’s germs. Now almost all the suites on the first floor are full and the number of women on my floor have at least tripled. If this is a new illness, I have now been sick twice already this year. This sucks. I guess I need to invest in some disinfectant stuff. Next year I’m getting a flu shot, I promise.
What?!! Here it is Tuesday already and no one has said a single thing about waist cinchers or thigh-high boots? Okay, I’ll start. I’m wearing a very gauzy teal colored sweater today that has a very risque plunging neckline to which I’ve added some very tasteful bling. I think I got a tad of color in the neckline area whilst I was outside reading on my lunch hour. Does that make me a redneck?
For that matter…not a single recipe! :dubious: FTR, I’m gonna make some chicken-fried cube steaks for Mr. Anachi tonite and I’m gonna eat some lovely lambchops. Maybe I’ll cook some cauliflower to go with the meatses.
C’mon peeps! I can’t compete with sewing rooms, sergers, electromagnets, and stitiches you can download from the Internet??? :eek: Just what the hell does a serger do anyway?
Wait, wait - you mean there’s two holidays in a row? You know, you’d think they’d space them out a little more than that. Because everyone knows today is National Half-Price Chocolate Day. Although our local Kroger’s doesn’t seem to be very into National Half-Price Chocolate Day this year, having only some M&M’s and some chocolate roses that, I don’t care how half-priced they are, I still think they’re too expensive unless that price is for a half-dozen of them or something.
They had a lot of kitschy crap hanging around, too, with red hearts on it and stuff. Wonder what that was all about.
A serger is what the serge-protectors keep you from using on your computer. That’s why you need a special machine to download patterns for your serger, to get around the protector.
I was going to suggest that FCM keep the chandelier in the freezer, too, but I wasn’t clever enough to think of the artsy reason. Don’t you hate it when someone else beats you both in time and wit?
You misunderstood, swampy, darlin’… She wanted me to put the chandelier into the freezer and ship them both to you. She is far more evil than I am. Seriously. Don’t let her wholesome innocent looks deceive you!!
Taters, you wouldn’t believe some of the yard “art” the previous owners left behind. I’ve gotten rid of most of it, but I’ve still got a purple gazing ball, a flowered gazing ball, and a painted concrete gazing ball, all on pedestals, at least 4 tire planters, 2 windmills (silver in the back yard, red in the front yard), two concrete lions, and a concrete deer. I managed to get rid of the geese, storks, flamingoes, herons, bumblebee, grasshopper, bunny, sea gulls, ducks, turtle, frog, wooden tulips, and assorted broken whirligigs. The crap meter was pegged! I’ll have a yard sale in a few weeks to try to unload the rest of the junk. I’m still deciding whether to keep the gazebo or sell it. Then there’s the white cast-iron furniture…
Just for the record, I’m thinking selling the freezer will be the winning option. Even if I do want a chest freezer, I can get a brand new, smaller one for under $200. But I really can’t see that happening.
OK, then. I just finished baking a peach dessert thing that I invented as I was driving home today. If it’s good, I’ll post a recipe. If it’s not, I’ll deny everything.
And the toilet planter could be flanked by rank after rank of Garden Gnomes. A little concrete honor guard. That would be. so. COOL!
Even cooler than having a headboard and footboard on your flower bed.
Well duh.
You could get a dedicated “Craft ShopVac”. Just one of the little jobbies. A gallon anna half tank ought to do it. Keep it in the craft area so you don’t have to drag it around. You could even spraypaint it pink and glue sequins on it to make it look all crafty. And it would look stunning in the stockings. (Even though ShopVacs ain’t got no legs. Why would Faerie want to put stockings on a ShopVac? That’s just weird.)
Serges. With up to four different colors of thread.
I feel like I need to post something so people will know I’m still alive, but I don’t have anything funny to say about pets, 'cause i don’t have a pet any more. Like VunderBob, I had to put my best buddy down a few years ago when he wasn’t able to walk any more and refused to eat. I was so distraught after that that I have since refused all attempts by family and friends to fix me up with another furry friend. You have my sincerest condolences Bob.
Well, we’ve opened the soap shop. We actually opened on the 4th. Here’s a pic of our window display. Here’s a shot towards the back of the store, and here’s a shot towards the front. It’s not as bare inside as it looks there, though. We’ve added a bit of stuff since those pics.
I don’t think we’ll be buying a Caddy anytime soon, but we’ve made the rent already, so I think we’ll do this for a while. Missus is trying to get us fixed up so we can take credit cards. Now there’s a profitable business. :rolleyes: PAyPal’s a freebie compared to those pirates. Arrrr! I’m not sure it would even pay for itself.
FCM, you have two concrete lions and a concrete deer?
[aside]Does anyone else think she should knock the deer over and splash red paint on it’s neck and position the lions next to it, with a little red paint on their muzzles? Or is it just me? [/aside]
No - that’s not what my pet is thinking, that’s just me, happy to be posting to the MMP. As to what my cats are thinking, well, it’s pretty much “Pet me, pet me, pet me”. And truly - isn’t that a universal sentiment, regardless of genus and species?
Anyway, my trip to Flawdah was fun, although I forgot to wave hi to Shibb from the plane (shame, shame, shame). Did the stuff Mom & I love to do - shop & eat. And then eat and shop, to break up the monotony.
I’m trying to give up non-essential audio/visual media for Lent - basically, no TV, no radio in the car, limit computer time at home. Would limit computer time at work, but I think since I am a programmer, boss might have a problem with that.
And don’t talk to me about messy craft rooms. Just don’t.
Susan - wearing nothing even remotely sexy today, to my chagrin
In Virginia Beach? That’s on my side of the river, Bob. I wish I would have read this sooner today. But between the gotta-get-this-done-now stuff and the zoning caused by the non-drowsy TheraFlu (non-drowzy my skinny white arse!) my web-management skills have been kaput today. I hope to be able to keep up with y’all tomorrow.
I have made SERIOUS progress, and thus I am entitled to another break (and you can just STOP GLARING AT ME, swampy, cuz I made SERIOUS PROGRESS!!)
My bead boxes are on shelves, my clay tools are in their proper boxes, I even found a place for my texture sheets to live. Scrapbooking stuff is sort of in one place (actually, it’s in two places, but it’s the two places it belongs) and yarn is in baskets. Fabric is in ginormous boxes. EBay stuff has been stuffed in a closet in the basement (shhh…don’t tell the WryGuy). Silk-painting stuff is in the silk-painting stuff spot. Soapmaking stuff is on the proper shelves, neatly sorted into three bins and two drawers. I remembered where the two missing drawers are for my ribbon - I lent them to someone with the ribbon in them, and I am going to go retrieve them later. I still have a table full o’ clay that has to be remixed, but it is no longer a table full o’ clay and crap. Also, there is a smallish pile of baskets yet to be sorted, and a smallish pile of miscellaneous stuff that I swear had a home once, but I can no longer remember where that was. I’ll find SOMEPLACE to put it.
I CAN SEE THE FLOOR, HALLELUJAH! Also, I have too damn many craft supplies, but that’s neither here nor there.
I need a place like Bumbazine’s. I am insanely jealous that you are not only orgamanized, but ready to do business.
Gracie the Mastiff has already declared the studio floor clean enough to lie in the middle of. No psychic skills needed - she flopped down and sighed rather comfortably.
