I was in charge of making up a little thank you card for a guest speaker who came to one of my club's meetings. I thought I'd try a little paper embroidery...this was not a particularly good idea. For many reasons, this was much harder than expected and came out not as pretty as I'd have liked. See my faux "calligraphy" on the envelope there?
Here's how I did it:
-Pushpin to make holes since I was using a blunt-tipped needle
-Weight 4 worsted yarn, stripped down to one strand (in lieu of embroidery floss)
-Chain stitches (I believe they are called) for the loopy petals on the flowers, everything else was straight stitch.
-Dafont.com for a calligraphy-looking font to semi-copy onto the envelope. I'm fancy like that.
Here's why it almost didn't work:
-Paper tears. The small pushpin holes were made bigger by the needle and yarn going through, so the holes were quite visible. Not especially pretty.
-The yarn was finicky. I mean that from pulling the yarn repeatedly through the cardstock-weight paper, it started to pull apart itself so that it was essentially unraveling itself. It's like when you pull putty and it gets really long and skinny in the middle then breaks? Yeah, like that.
-It was a card so of course there was going to be writing on the inside. But the inside was also the ugly backside of the yarn embroidery. Solution? Some pink construction paper glued down over it to hide the backside. Why didn't it work? The yarn was so lumpy in places (from loose ends and whatnot), the paper wouldn't glue down flat. Of course, when your paper isn't flat, glue sticks refuse to stick anything together. So, the inside was unflatteringly taped down with Scotch tape.
All in all, a good product. I probably wouldn't do it again unless I was embroidering with actual floss and on cloth.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
A Secret Admirer
So it's not really a secret, but I got a nifty little valentine from a lab coworker/friend.
So sweet and thoughtful! The inside was a Littlest Pet Shop panda. So cute.
As much as I love well thought out, homemade cards, I also love cheesy store-bought valentines (especially if I know they're coming from non-crafty people). I remember when my best friend from high school bought a box of Pokemon valentines to give to our group of 6 friends and ended up giving each of us 3 different ones :)
Many works in progress, currently. Hopefully, I'll finish some of them soon!
So sweet and thoughtful! The inside was a Littlest Pet Shop panda. So cute.
As much as I love well thought out, homemade cards, I also love cheesy store-bought valentines (especially if I know they're coming from non-crafty people). I remember when my best friend from high school bought a box of Pokemon valentines to give to our group of 6 friends and ended up giving each of us 3 different ones :)
Many works in progress, currently. Hopefully, I'll finish some of them soon!
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Today, I abducted some poor guy's cat. True story.
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Not to worry, he was returned about 5 minutes later.
I was walking home and I saw this cat crouched by the side of a car next to a big canyon. At first, I was thinking "Ooh! Kitty!" and then I thought, "Uh oh, bobcat? That's kind of a big animal." I crouched down, and he came up to be pet, I saw his tags on his collar. His name was Princeton. Naturally, I assumed he had escaped from a nearby house, and his owner must be worried. I figured it was my Good Samaritan duty to call the number and let him know I found his cat outside. [This is mostly because my cat just escaped from my parent's house and she has yet to come back or be returned :( hopefully it wasn't coyotes. but anyways, on with this story.] Had some trouble holding the heavy cat and trying to see the number on his tag since it was pretty dark outside, called the number twice, no answer. I decided to bring the cat back to my place since it was not much further, and I figured I'd keep him there until the owner called. I was almost back to my house when he called and said that he would come get his cat. I thought, "Awesome, I bet this guy is probably happy that I saved his cat from running away, yay me!"
Here's (roughly) how the conversation went:
Him: Oh hey, thanks for finding my cat. When did you find him?
Me: Maybe 10 or 15 minutes ago
Him: Oh, where was he?
Me: Just a little ways up the street from here
Him: Oh cool, yeah, he likes to roam around outside sometimes.
Him [to the cat]: Where were you? I was calling for you :]
Me: Oh sorry, he didn't really look like an outside cat, and I didn't want him to get eaten, soo.. [trail off because now I feel embarrassed]
Him: [in an attempt to make me feel better I assume] Lately, he's been going down into the canyon, and I don't like that, so... thanks!
Me: Ok.....bye!
And that's how I accidentally kidnapped somebody's cat.
Here's some pictures of some kitties to make this post happier.
Edit// To save myself from foot-in-mouth, I think every outdoor cat should wear one of these. Maybe not so snarky, but it's still the right sentiment.
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Not to worry, he was returned about 5 minutes later.
I was walking home and I saw this cat crouched by the side of a car next to a big canyon. At first, I was thinking "Ooh! Kitty!" and then I thought, "Uh oh, bobcat? That's kind of a big animal." I crouched down, and he came up to be pet, I saw his tags on his collar. His name was Princeton. Naturally, I assumed he had escaped from a nearby house, and his owner must be worried. I figured it was my Good Samaritan duty to call the number and let him know I found his cat outside. [This is mostly because my cat just escaped from my parent's house and she has yet to come back or be returned :( hopefully it wasn't coyotes. but anyways, on with this story.] Had some trouble holding the heavy cat and trying to see the number on his tag since it was pretty dark outside, called the number twice, no answer. I decided to bring the cat back to my place since it was not much further, and I figured I'd keep him there until the owner called. I was almost back to my house when he called and said that he would come get his cat. I thought, "Awesome, I bet this guy is probably happy that I saved his cat from running away, yay me!"
Here's (roughly) how the conversation went:
Him: Oh hey, thanks for finding my cat. When did you find him?
Me: Maybe 10 or 15 minutes ago
Him: Oh, where was he?
Me: Just a little ways up the street from here
Him: Oh cool, yeah, he likes to roam around outside sometimes.
Him [to the cat]: Where were you? I was calling for you :]
Me: Oh sorry, he didn't really look like an outside cat, and I didn't want him to get eaten, soo.. [trail off because now I feel embarrassed]
Him: [in an attempt to make me feel better I assume] Lately, he's been going down into the canyon, and I don't like that, so... thanks!
Me: Ok.....bye!
And that's how I accidentally kidnapped somebody's cat.
Here's some pictures of some kitties to make this post happier.
Edit// To save myself from foot-in-mouth, I think every outdoor cat should wear one of these. Maybe not so snarky, but it's still the right sentiment.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Breakfast of Champions
I just finished crocheting a doughnut (one of many WIP when it comes to my projects)! I'm pretty pleased with how cute it turned out, especially once I added the colored sprinkles. I'd have to say that I would not use an I hook to make this again. With a worsted weight 4 yarn, I feel like the stitches get too stretched out once it's stuffed. Best that I stick to my trusty G hook :]
And now to find a home (other than my kitchen) for this fellow.
And now to find a home (other than my kitchen) for this fellow.
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