Curiouser and curiouser

You see the funniest things. Volunteering for a charity this morning at a local supermarket, I was in prime position to see the contents of the trolleys exiting. One tall chap in a lumberjack shirt swaggered out carrying a very large bag of oranges and two cans of lager.


Sossled Satsumas anyone?

Ruppin's bedtime routine

Every night he jumps onto my computer table for a smooch. Then he curls up on the furry cushion pad for a purr and stroke, then he puts himself to bed (on our bed, dead centre).
Last night he was fascinated by an episode of "Simon's Cat", nose to the screen, following the animation!

buttonaholic

A few weeks ago, I had a bit of an epiphany. I love buttons, and there are several million people on planet earth JUST LIKE ME! Why not ask people to give me their buttons to sell for charity? So that's what I'm doing. Here are some of the items I have listed currently on NZ's auction site Trademe.

Back in the saddle again

I'm back! Hubby is home after 5 weeks away, so I'm smiling again. So, just a few photos from the last weeks. I have started to make my first Matryoshka doll cushion cover (it's in progress in the photo)

Cumin having a meditative moment on the ironing board, 

Otto telling my husband in no uncertain terms that he is not allowed to go away again for SOME TIME

Ruppin recovering from anaesthetic after 4 biopsies. Poor Lad!

Milestones and memories

In four hours time it will be my mother in laws funeral. I will not be there because it is on the other side of the world. When my husband went to be with his mother for the second time this year, he didn't know that three weeks later he would be leading her funeral. It feels so wrong to be so far away. All our friends have been very kind and supportive. It is difficult to explain that I want to hide away and not talk. Life is expected to go on, and it should, it has to, but of I'm really honest, I am living emotionally in a dark cave at the moment, and I would quite like to stay there. On the outside I am still engaging with the world, but it is a pretence. On the inside I have holed up in a secret compartment, and I'm not coming out for a while.

Fabricabrac - bootiful booty

The most fun event I have been to in a long time, accompanied by my friend Charmaine (she's the lady with funky handbag)!

A fundraiser for the Mary Potter Hospice - Fabricabrac, in the Massey University Hall. Stalls were hired out to crafters to sell their "surplus to requirements" fabrics. So we went to stock up (as if we didn't have enough fabrics!). I came back with a large bag, my friend came back with FOUR.

This is my booty. Lots of retro stuff. I also got some buttyful buttons!

Next year Charmaine and I will have a stall together.
It will make us feel better if we part with some of our supplies for charity:-)

Long radio silence

Sorry dear blog that you are ignored and unloved this month..... Indeed April is the cruelest month! I have been nursing a sick cat, saying farewell for the second time to my husband who had to go back to the UK again. I was also busy at work. Thanks for hanging in there with me.