Monday, 21 December 2015

December mood...or festive feelings

Oskar's present
December comes every year and gives the same feeling. A feeling of goodness, calm happiness (as opposed to excited wo-hoo! type)...In a way a feeling of bliss.
I've been sailing through December in a good mood until now, and given it's only one week til I fly to Cairo to celebrate New Year with my family, it's little that can go wrong here.

There's been a trip to Trondheim in the beginning of the month to meet Erik's family. It was so good to see little Oskar (practically my nephew), he grows fast! And he's the happiest little boy I've ever seen :) If I'm ever to have kids, please God! let them be like him!


Fabric pieces everywhere!

The sewing hasn't stopped in the meantime, I've done my first children's clothes; Oskar got himself a T-shirt (with animals on) and dungarees (with a fox on the pocket matching the animals on his T-shirt). Then I made myself a new top (with sparkly bits to match the season and festivities) :)

Successful shopping
And Last weekend I started working on Erik's new year gift: A winter coat. So I'm inaugurating myself into men's clothing as well... Made very good progress on Saturday and Sunday, then went skiing with a friend on Monday evening (while the snow holds), had team dinner on Tuesday evening (and came home around 23:30), then spent Wednesday evening gift shopping and also came home around 22:00, had a cup of tea, some quality time with Otto and went to bed. So now I have a project half-way and I'm itching to continue on it and finish it, hopefully start today...

A blurry one from Tryvann
I have to say that this has been the most successful Christmas/New year hopping trip I ever had. I managed to buy all the missing gifts and don't spend money on stupid useless things, so now it's just to wrap and carry (and return a gift I ordered online and didn't like that much).

Plans for the next few days is really to take it easy and have a good relaxed time, then fly to Egypt.
Have a good relaxed time you too and Happy Holidays!
Otto got a gift too :D



Monday, 9 November 2015

Loppemarked and Leather

I took up sewing about a year ago, just for fun, too much free time I suppose...
Plus I already inherited husband's grandmother's sewing machine, which although bought in 1964 is running like a champion (her lack of skill for sewing might have something to do with that :D).
And I've been putting up my finished projects, not on my blog, but on a sweing site/forum, which might have something to do with self-consciousness, or that it's a way too girly hobby, or I don't know...a sort of transition period between "this is too girly" and "It's cool to be wearing something I made myself AND getting complimented on it".

How it was
Anyway, some managed to talk me into blogging about it too. Well, given the cobwebs that tend to grow on this blog every now and then, I thought why not. And this particular project seemed like a good place to start.

I've never been to a loppemarked (flea market) before this time, but with my creativity sensors set to max, I was set on a mission: See treasures in trash...and challenge myself to actually do the transformation.

Ripped apart and transformed into new pattern pieces
I have to say the selection available was not surprising. If I had this stuff, I'd have gotten rid of it myself long time ago. But one item of clothing did catch my eye...It was a bit worn out, probably from the 80s, a bomber jacket of genuine leather! And they wanted the extortionate amount of... wait for it... 40 NOK for it :D And the thought materialized straight away. I can tear this apart and make something I like, and it'll be genuine leather!

The good thing about this is that I went into this with a very relaxed state of mind. If I damage it, it's OK, it costed me only 40 kroner. I think I can live with that...And it did start OK, I found a pattern for a vest that I thought would fit into the different bits of the jacket...I managed to successfully rip the jacket apart without damaging any pieces, although that proved a very boring job!...Only one of my pattern pieces didn't fit on one piece of leather so it became two pattern pieces and that went OK.
The usual mess :D
There were also a lot of "gasp" moments along the way...oh my God! Will my machine manage to sew leather? oh my God! Will I manage to get the lining in properly? oh my God! Did I cut too small a size? etc...

Thankfully it went well, and although some innovation (read laziness induced cheating) was involved, the end result isn't bad. As with almost every new project, there were lessons learned. I even got an unintentional compliment from my husband :D "wow, you even managed to reuse some of the stitching!", I did not, every stitch on this vest is made by moi :)
The end result...
I can also claim this is rather invironmentally friendly as I borrowed the magazine with the pattern from the local library, resued the leather, the lining material, and the zipper. Even the thread used is stuff I inherited with the sewing machine. So far this is the cheapest thing I've ever made :D
Whether I'll be wearing it or not is yet to be decided, but I consider this a successful refashion experiment :)

P.S. If there's an interest in past projects, there's a little link on the right side of my blog ;)
P.P.S. I got rather frustrated with the amount of work required for this vest, that I made myself a skirt right after, using a simple pattern and just a few hours of work (the one in the first picture here)

Monday, 12 October 2015

A cat...

 
Is a creature that has no feelings for you. It gets attached to the house not the people. It doesn't care whether you're gone for a long time or there all the time. It can't be trained to do tricks, that's a dog thing. It's a mean creature that can hurt you for no reasons. It smells bad and makes the house smell bad. And many other myths that poeple who never had cats keep telling you...And even through you've watched a thousand youtube videos with cats doing different "good" things, you still believe the above.

But how about you come home from work, open the door, say hi, and hear small feet running down the steps, then someone saying meow! and brushing against your leg.
How about someone small and furry who eats breakfast cereal and yoghurt with you every now and then.
How about this same someone sits on command and gives a high-five? :)
Goes searching around the house for you when he comes in from a trip outside? Then finds you and gives you a hug and some love before even he goes and eats?
Comes to you on the sofa and lies right next to you and purrs?
Is so happy to see you after you've been on a one week vacation, that he comes into your bedroom and checks on you 4 time a night for 3 days and sometimes even jumps in the bed and lies on top of or next to you...you know...just to be sure you're still there.
Comes walking around the street with you when you're for example on your way to the shop (only inside his known territory though, you're on your own outside it :) ).
And if you've been out and he sees you come back home, he start meowing from across the street to attract your attention, runs and says hi, then comes inside with you for a cuddle.

I won't claim all the cats of the world are like that, or that my first paragraph applies to them all, but I know that most of them are and I've met quite a few. A friend of mine keeps telling me my cat thinks it's a dog, he doesn't, he's a very cat cat, it's just my friend who hasn't been around them enough...

It's true there's no getting away from a few small bites and scratches if you approach a cat in a hyper mood, but that is not a very frequent occurence. And this thing about smell? It'll only smell in your house if they go about marking territory...and that in turn just means they're not feeling safe enough in your house, there you have it!

I love my cat :)

Friday, 28 August 2015

I'm still alive...

 Pfffffffuuuu.....cough...cough...cough!!! It was about time to shake the dust off and take down the cobwebs.

It's been almost two years since the last post. That's quite long! The ironic thing is: I didn't stop writing for the lack of something to write, there's always something to write about, there's always something I'd like to get down on paper (or a blog page), there's many things travel and not travel related that I should've posted about.

The problem is though that inspiration doesn't really hit when I'm sitting on the sofa, with my laptop within arms reach and I have nothing better to do with my time. The opening lines for any post happen half way up a mountain, half way down a ski slope, on a train, plain or automobile with nothing to write on, etc...And by the time I have the time, the moment has been and gone.

Yup, it's quite a change since offshore days, one always had the time onboard to pour the thoughts out. That same one mentioned always finds something better to do now that one is living continental :) There's always a husband or a cat or friends or hobbies...

I'm not sure if it was all the talks I had recently about blogging, or the fact that another friend started blogging, but whatever the reason is here I am babbling on. It does feel good...

I'll put some effort into it, not too much though, no promises here :)