I've discovered that the best cure for nervousness is to knit, to crochet or to stitch. So I did.
A band of angels on my laptop:
Thick felt, Madeira metallic threads. As I wanted to put them on christmas-tree I took some clothespins, painted them with gold acrylic and hot glued my angels to them.
Now I'm thinking about gnomes. :)
12.12.09
11.12.09
Hectic
This year's end seems hectic and just a step away from madhouse. There's happened so many things: I've quit my job - yes, I did it voluntarily and sometimes I think that now, when all people try to hold on to their jobs I'm deciding that it's a good time to take some time off - that this can't be clear thinking and I must have bats in the belfry or something. But the truth is I'm awfully tired and our son needs me more than he did before. He is growing and his problems are growing with him and at least for a while I must exist only for my family. It doesn't mean that I can't work - I've talked with the publishing house I worked for and occasionally I can translate a book, but I won't do this every day, as I have till now.
We have been away too. Jum Jum did have a psychiatric evaluation and so we have been in Tartu for almost a week. While being there, I got the news of my grand-aunt dying. Needless to say that with all these problems I haven't had very much time to think about other things.
So. About the exchange Kirsi hosted. I got a card from Sari from Finland. It's lovely, real christmassy and reminds me of snow we don't have (only yet, I hope). Thank you, Sari!
27.11.09
Something completely different
I had some lovely glass beads and an idea, so yesterday evening when Jum Jum was in bed and hubby was reading, I sat down and started to cut and bend.
The first one is always the first one. Meaning that it isn't perfect yet and maybe needs some adjustments, but its the first one and therefore important. :)
So here it is: the angel.
21.11.09
Christmas decorations
12.11.09
Busy time
I haven't had time to write, mostly because I haven't got anything to write about. The deadline is nearing and I have to finish the book, so I haven't had time to stitch or do anything else, really. It's mostly get-up-eat-take-Jumjum-to-school-go-and-sit-in-a-cafe-working-til-it's-time-to-go-home-again-make-lunch-work-work-work-make-dinner-work-work-work-give-Jumjum-a-goodnight-kiss-work-work-work-brush-your-teeth-go-to-bed-routine most of the time. Except that a few days in a week it's not mine but my husband's, only he won't sit in a cafe, he has a real working-place. :) Then I'll stay home and work and feed the cat and make lunch and dinner and occasionally dust the place. :P Until the book is finished and I'm free again... for about a week. Then it'll start all over again. Oh no, I'm not complaining, I like my work tremendously. It's just that today is a gray day and I feel a bit gray myself. And that leads me to the thing I really wanted to write about.
Today I found an interesting and beautiful blog. Really, look at all these colours! It's perfect for admiring on a day like we have here today: whiteish-gray, cold and wet. My fingers are itching already and ideas are jumping around in my head. Marvellous. :)
Today I found an interesting and beautiful blog. Really, look at all these colours! It's perfect for admiring on a day like we have here today: whiteish-gray, cold and wet. My fingers are itching already and ideas are jumping around in my head. Marvellous. :)
4.11.09
Angels
Christmas is near. There is yet another freebies link from one of my favourite authors, Marilyn Leavitt-Imblum. Scroll the page down a little and you'll find them.
1.11.09
6.10.09
New one
Despite of being tired - what with slight flu and upcoming deadline and all - I've managed to stitch a little.
Angels from Lanarte.
This picture reminds me of an old house somewhere in Mediterranean - in Italy, I think - with terra cotta floors and whitewashed walls, with large covered terrace and heaps of cushions. A paradise basking in the sun and warm breeze.
26.9.09
Rainy day
It's raining. I love autumn rains. It's so cozy to cuddle up in front of the fireplace, drinking latte and reading a good book. Or listening to good music and knit, alone with my thoughts. I used to hate the quiet, even when alone TV or radio had to be switched on. But now - I don't know if I'm getting old or what :) - I like peace and quiet. I once heard it said that if you have to have loud voices and music around you all the time, you dread the quiet because then you have to look into your thoughts and to be face to face with yourself. That it's the mental equivalent of thrusting fingers into your ears and shouting: "La-la-la-la-la, I don't hear you, I don't hear you!" Maybe.
I love spring. I love summer. I even love winter a little. But in the autumn I feel "in place". The mood suits me. I don't know, maybe in my heart of hearts I am a melancholy person, although in real life I'm lively and talkative. But even in my creative work all good thoughts tend to come to me in the autumn. Beats me, really.
I love spring. I love summer. I even love winter a little. But in the autumn I feel "in place". The mood suits me. I don't know, maybe in my heart of hearts I am a melancholy person, although in real life I'm lively and talkative. But even in my creative work all good thoughts tend to come to me in the autumn. Beats me, really.
15.9.09
At home
Although autumn hasn't started yet we are already ill. Today Jum Jum* stayed home from school: he has a sore throat and quite an awful cough. Ah well. Hot tea with blackberry jam and/or honey and ginger is in order as well as woollen socks and eucalyptus oil fume plus a few other tricks I've learned over the years from my grandmother. They work really well.
Jum Jum is quite happy with this. He's drawing with window paints at the moment. I'm sure all our windows will soon be so decorated we can't see out - he's an Asperger and his interests come as big (sometimes quite smothering) waves and usually include much creativity.
And me - I can stitch. :) So there is no bad without good.
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* His real name is Sander (local derivation from Alexander), but we call him Jum Jum - from Astrid Lindgren's "Mio, my Mio"
Jum Jum is quite happy with this. He's drawing with window paints at the moment. I'm sure all our windows will soon be so decorated we can't see out - he's an Asperger and his interests come as big (sometimes quite smothering) waves and usually include much creativity.
And me - I can stitch. :) So there is no bad without good.
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* His real name is Sander (local derivation from Alexander), but we call him Jum Jum - from Astrid Lindgren's "Mio, my Mio"
13.9.09
Oriental again
3.9.09
25.8.09
Another one
I found yet another link for wonderful freebies suitable for my romantic nature :) : Passione Ricamo.
21.8.09
Hm
I created this blog for cross stitching but this is the only thing I haven't written about.
It was about four years back I bought a magazine. There was a cute little free project with it and I thought, why not. As I leafed through the magazine suddenly I was hooked. And that's how it started. Of course, stitching is not my only passion - I also knit and crochet and make jewelry. That's why I still think of myself as quite a new stitcher. And there are other kinds of embroidery I haven't even tried yet, so...
It was about four years back I bought a magazine. There was a cute little free project with it and I thought, why not. As I leafed through the magazine suddenly I was hooked. And that's how it started. Of course, stitching is not my only passion - I also knit and crochet and make jewelry. That's why I still think of myself as quite a new stitcher. And there are other kinds of embroidery I haven't even tried yet, so...
20.8.09
Alone
I've sent my husband and son back to our country house for four days and am now at a bit of a loss. Of course I've got a lot to do, what with cleaning up after renovating and so on and of course I like to be alone when I do this - that's why I welcomed the long weekend alone, but...
The question is, what am I going to do without them?
On the other hand, I've got to quit being mother hen. And I really need this break too. Life with two Aspergers can at times be quite exhausting.
But still I miss them. :(
The question is, what am I going to do without them?
On the other hand, I've got to quit being mother hen. And I really need this break too. Life with two Aspergers can at times be quite exhausting.
But still I miss them. :(
15.8.09
Feeling autumny
Actually I don't even know if there is such a word. But that's how I feel today: autumny. Our long summer vacation is nearing its end. Tomorrow we'll pack our things and head for home. School will begin in two weeks time and then my freedom will officially be over.
I heard cranes calling today. Somehow it's the saddest of voices. Here in Estonia crane is considered to be the one who takes souls of dead people to the beyond.
It reminded me of my father.
Ah well.
I heard cranes calling today. Somehow it's the saddest of voices. Here in Estonia crane is considered to be the one who takes souls of dead people to the beyond.
It reminded me of my father.
Ah well.
14.8.09
So I'm starting...
I've thought long about creating a blog for my passion for cross stitching and other beautiful things. I can honestly say I'm a dreamer. Head in the clouds most of the times, thinking of books (mostly about those I'm going to write some day :) ) and fairy-tales and romantic movies and beautiful things, fairies and flowers and butterflies and mermaids and pearls...
No, I've got other side too, really. The practical one I've forced to use when dealing with everyday life and small worries. But I've decided to keep this side out of here.
So if you find you can bear with me - then you are most welcome here!
No, I've got other side too, really. The practical one I've forced to use when dealing with everyday life and small worries. But I've decided to keep this side out of here.
So if you find you can bear with me - then you are most welcome here!
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