2012-07-26

Life is like a box of...

I am a magpie. That's not news to those who know me, my bling-love (everything shiny and colorful) is not a secret. I have talked about this earlier already, but I just realized what a bling-stash I have when I bought a new jewelry-box the other day. In pink, naturally.
I do not have that many that expensive jewelry (just my wedding ring, watch and half empty full nomination bracelet), and I happily use plastic too. My diamonds also are more shmiamonds but they make me happy. Bigger the better, that's my dynasty-gene speaking. So I did buy a new box for my precious things. And you might have already guessed what happened? Yup, they all didn't fit in (for example my Christmas-jewelry was completely left out, and have a box of their own now). But after a little organizing and re-organizing and a gentle push I manged to get all the important pieces in. And I also decided that I will not need get any new pieces soon. But how can I help it when all the drift-stores and such are full of pretty things? Ha! I have a solution!
I will buy pretty pieces to work-purposes only for a while (please ignore the fact that many "work" pieces have moved from my working table into my bathroom drawer), and choose only those I will definitely use. Does this work? I must say I am pretty proud of myself as I have used many of my latest finds (and some pretty stuff my sister gave me too), and my jewelry box hasn't gained anything new. 
I have made some keyrings and a cat-pin (see little fish in the collars, very 1999 and Tenerife, thanks Sis!), and some happy phone cozies too:
...and I still have many, many pretty beads left. A very happy magpie here wishes you a lovely Thursday!

Yours,
Mia

2012-07-18

Raining cats

Cats and rain, that's the summer 2012 around here. Half great yet a bit unexpected and the other half... More than well-expected after two wonderful summers I suppose. And since we Finns are not the only ones who have had the most miserable summer, there's no point moaning about the weather any more. I'm hereby officially declaring this summer to be a summer of cats (what? there's a year of the dragon and all so why not this? It will be much more pleasant to remember than that another rainy summer). I really didn't see this coming; it all started slow, with just one...

 ... then just a few more...
 
... and then...
... and suddenly something else! Oh no, it's still cats...
.. meoowww...
... and the latest (and it's only mid-July!):
What's up with your summer?

Yours,
Mia

This time of the year...

Usually around this time, when children go back to school, and you can just about to smell the autumn, I start to dig deeper in my fabric...