Lots of goodies on the craft burner this week! Hoarding big cardboard boxes in anticipation of making Anna’s cardboard kitchen, as well as a nifty little puppet theater for the littles. A pop-pom rug for Esti’s room, and lots of crocheted and beaded hair bands for Chevi. (These are perfect for the waiting room at the doctor’s office (or for the movie theater, I discovered last night. No patience for movies.) Can’t wait to get started…still on my upcycled sugar bag high!


Golly, there’s a lot of good stuff in here.

I spent the day marveling at my accumulated treasures.  I sifted and sorted through armloads of goodies, most of which had succumbed to that most unfortunate of truisms: out of sight, out of mind.  For the past 15 months, I’ve done very little crafting, and a terrifying lot of “Just put it in the art room.  I’ll get it later.”  Now that the baby is 6 months old, and we’ve been back from camp for three months, the high holidays are gone, and I’m starting to do some birthday and Chanukah crafting, well, I needed to find my stuff.  First I cleared out an awful lot of fabric, which I was able to sort and set up in my new studio. (I know,  it’s just our bedroom, but I’m pretending I have a studio, okay?)  Once I could see parts of the floor, it was time to get cracking.  Everything got dumped on the dining room table. And the dining room floor. (And, yeah, I made six more trips to the bedroom with baskets of stray fabric.  )  I gave away three big bags of stuff to freecycle friends.  I pigeonholed, combined, and grouped stacks of ephemera, piles of books, and a surprising number of enamel paints. (marbling, 4 years ago.)  I spent a few minutes admiring the fact that I have 17 balls of bright orange DMC cotton crochet yarn. (I thought I’d get a great deal if I bought it all at the thrift shop.  I did, but I’ve used exactly one ball in 3 years, so I’m a little concerned about the strength of my investment.)  I managed to put all of the half marbles in one container.  ( I find them everywhere.  It defies logic, and puts fear in my heart, as Shani is hitting the hand-to-mouth stage, which should last for the next 18 months or so…) Dominoes in one bowl, vintage thread in another. (I know it’s got a shelf life, but I can never resist–so pretty!) Filled a fish bowl with Scrabble tiles, and another with random game pieces.  Bottlecaps in a canister, jar lids in a bin.  Tulle for the tutus (Chanukah for one, birthday for the other!) relegated to the sewing studio, waiting for me to get my act together.