Saturday, 30 March 2013

good news/bad news

The bad news is my gimp program has stopped working on my computer and I am unable to download a new one for various and sundry boring reasons.  This is why I haven't been posting.  This blog is primarily a cartoon blog.  And now I can't make cartoons.

We're just going to have to bite the bullet and buy a new computer.  *sigh*.

The GOOD news is I finally just did it--after years of wanting to, I went ahead and ordered all the supplies I need to start block printing.  !!!

And one night while the kids were asleep, I took them out and began to experiment.

These are the first shapes I carved out--little rustic woodsy trees.  And some blobby bunnies.

Practicing on an old pillow case...

More practicing...

Getting a little better.  Except that the bunnies look nothing like bunnies, not bad huh? (if you ignore the uneven inkyness) (and the diagonal pine tree trunk)

By this time it was so late so I had to stop and go to bed.

I plan on printing curtains, pillow cases, duvet covers, and canvas totes!!

So excited.

Saturday, 9 March 2013

New Couch!

We bought a new couch with our tax return money!!  Isn't it beautiful??

Before anyone mentions the impracticability of having such a couch with toddlers about, let me put your mind at ease.  We talked to a saleslady who has a microfiber couch and she has 3 kids, and she uses a spray.  A very special spray for a very special couch.  It makes it so it doesn't absorb stains so you can wipe em right off.

Now that I've gotten all defensive about our new couch, I'm going to go now and prepare sharing time for tomorrow.

Saturday, 2 March 2013

the book battle

About once a year I get books out of the library.  I'm always like, 'why don't I do this more often?'

Then I got home and the books are sitting there, in my canvas bag, all inviting.  With a frisson of excitement I pick the first one off the pile.

"You want to go read?" Ben will ask if he catches me doing this.  His voice always sounds a trifle weary.

Probably because he knows that once I get started I can't stop.

It's Ok if he's home from work, but if I have a book I'm in the middle of, and Ben is working, well... :

Oh.  Right.

I literally have to tear myself from a good book. It's so hard!

But the guilt I feel at neglecting my children overrides it.  I have to wait for those precious few moments in the day when they are absorbed in something, like a movie or playing with trains.  Then I crack open the book again for a few stolen moments.  But they always catch me at it.  They do not like it when I read.

Lately Owen has taken to climbing onto my back like a monkey and slinging his skinny arms around my neck.  Then I have no choice but to crawl around my house and pretend to be a horse, with Owen's bony bum sliding around on my back and Angus' heft on my legs.

Some times I stop and wonder at my luckiness. There's no other way I could experience such love from these little hilarious lovable people.  Let's face it, (those who know me)--I suck with kids. At least, kids that aren't my own. I'm so glad I'm a Mom.