I think I figured out her feet. Dr. Destructo said they should be bird feet that are gray. I thought regular gray was too washed out, so I'm going with this purple-with-warm-tones-gray-mixed-with-black instead. Close enough. I will be adding blue toenails to them. Someone in this house deserves a pedicure. It may not be me who gets it, but at least it will be happening on some sort of bizarro level. I really am enjoying seeing my ideas translate into my crochet work as I'm actually seeing them head though. So there's that.
It's Friday, which means yoga, which is better than a pedicure... but also a damned good reason to get one done. I can't wait to point my pointers into the air (I really can't. I hurt my hip a few weeks back and it hurt to move.). I just can't find the time to squeeze this extra pedicure or other just because stuff in. Saying no (which I am practicing) is hard when things for the kids need to be done. I'm the mom and Hubs is working (flippin' all the time... which is great but draining for me), and having a smaller kid and an older kid with needs and wants and desires, means I'll be the one sucking it up to: one day I'll have all the time in the world for this. Yes. And I will miss them being little and me answering "mommy" every half second... and maybe then I can fulfill my hopes and dreams of becoming a biker chick, or be able to sit down and work for more than 5 minutes at a clip.
In keeping with the theme of not missing things, ('cause I don't want to miss a thing... sung in my best Steven Tyler voice) see more writing, drawing, and photography. I'll be adding them here. Maybe if I let all of The Creative that lives inside of me out, it'll start showing some beautiful progressions. I can be my own butterfly metamorphosis, but first I have to finish this doll.
Please head on over to Wisdom Begins in Wonder for more fiber blog fun.
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| Lady Monster feet WIP |
It's Friday, which means yoga, which is better than a pedicure... but also a damned good reason to get one done. I can't wait to point my pointers into the air (I really can't. I hurt my hip a few weeks back and it hurt to move.). I just can't find the time to squeeze this extra pedicure or other just because stuff in. Saying no (which I am practicing) is hard when things for the kids need to be done. I'm the mom and Hubs is working (flippin' all the time... which is great but draining for me), and having a smaller kid and an older kid with needs and wants and desires, means I'll be the one sucking it up to: one day I'll have all the time in the world for this. Yes. And I will miss them being little and me answering "mommy" every half second... and maybe then I can fulfill my hopes and dreams of becoming a biker chick, or be able to sit down and work for more than 5 minutes at a clip.
In keeping with the theme of not missing things, ('cause I don't want to miss a thing... sung in my best Steven Tyler voice) see more writing, drawing, and photography. I'll be adding them here. Maybe if I let all of The Creative that lives inside of me out, it'll start showing some beautiful progressions. I can be my own butterfly metamorphosis, but first I have to finish this doll.
Please head on over to Wisdom Begins in Wonder for more fiber blog fun.
