Luna

A short new year visit up Sydney way to visit Uncle Gareth and Aunty Karen was cancelled due to illness in our household. And not just me - the kids too. I tried to cheer things up a bit by stitching some easy projects from the Felties book I recieved as a Christmas present from Aunty Lynette. The book suggests each project only takes two hours but I don't think that takes into account flus and chest colds. As a result I had to disappoint Archie when the Chihauhau wasn't done before he went to bed. Not to worry - it was ready for when he woke up. As for all the other projects sitting by my sewing machine I thought this might be their time of year, sadly not. Only one bag to go in the Getting To know My Sewing Machine mission and then I'm free. So many other things I'm desperate to try out...

As you all know I have a serious magazine addiction. If not for my awesome powers of self control (I know, I'm a legend) my family would be financially adrift, undernourished and threadbare (albiet in a sea of fabulous publications, not wanting at all for lush visual inspiration and on trend creative direction). I feel like we all came perilously close to such a nightmare/dream scenario earlier this week when in Borders I discovered the first edition of Free Style Magazine. After all what is there to expect when you cross that line for the first time and decide it's alright to spend $37 on a magazine? Imagine though: A magazine shaped like a circle, the cover styled in retro fifties fashions with custom collage esque machine stitching and all inside a flouro designer frisbee. Be still my heart. I had to have it.

Archie and I found a goldmine of little dead sticks in the backyard that are perfect for christmas crafts: witness antlers for the polymer reindeer he made and a trendy Christmas tree for the doll house! MERRY CHRISTMAS!

While Ruby faced up to the year 5/6 disco with a case of bronchitis last Thursday and hasn't been back to school since, Archie seems to be suffering more from little boyitis. Attending his Preschool concert last week I noticed all the little girls march into the opening number waving their colourful chiffon scarves energetically while the boys trudged in like robots. And none more so than Archie whose rainbow coloured chiffon scarf hung motionlessly at his side. Waving encouragingly at him and mouthing the words to the song didn't help either. As I continued to tape the 'event' I wondered at the point of a video if it looked as though a tranquiliser had been rubbed through his vegemite sandwich at lunchtime. I was busy recalling Ruby at her Preschool concert six years ago, taking centre stage and performing as though everyone had come to see her, when I noticed Archie and friend Nicki had crossed into each other's 'dancing' territory and a up had ensued. Th...