Flea Market on Tuesday. Again.

Dave and I went to a "worlds largest garage sale" on his birthday without the kids. Some years I buy AMAZING stuff at those things, filling up my cart, making more than one trip to the car to deposit things. This year? Yea, not so much. I think I spent $10.

 I am undecided about keeping the rattles. Sammi is already hounding me for the beads.

 These are those puffy, washable baby books.

 I like these for fruit bowls on the counters.

 This grumpy bunny was irresistible for some reason.

 The guy I bought the glassware from said he bought at least 30 boxes of the stuff from the estate of someone who had retired from Monsanto.  (I am leery of glassware "on the open market" because of meth heads. Sigh.)

 This has nothing to do with this post, but I don't think I showed you one of the weirdest things I have ever thrifted! I recently picked up an entire box of crucifix fish. I didn't even know what they were until I started googling. Before Dave's parents came I was cleaning out the sewing room so I put them all out in a cloche.

 If you can look past the reflection you can see the crucifix shape in this large one.

 I am totally not into the 1970s. Or am I? This turtle purse is turtlely awesome. But maybe I will end up selling it.

 I swear every.single.garage sale and thrift store is filled with old sewing patterns. They are RARELY awesome and more of the bad 70s and 80s ilk. I only spent 10 seconds looking at this box of patterns before deciding AWESOME and snatching them up.

 There are more than 30 of them.

 Most still factory folded.

 I might sell them.

 I might just hoard them for awhile.

 (This is a keeper for Sammi.)

 Awesome.

 

I see a new blog (or at least facebook) header in my future.

Naptime around here now, I better get moving!

Made by mama - dollie and me pjs

Last week I thrifted THE CUTEST vintage kitty flannel ever. A few hours later I had matching pjs for both Sammi and her dollie cranked out.

(Why is she scrunching her neck? LOL)  She calls them her "soft kitty jammies".

We used to always sing Sheldon's soft kitty to her when she was a baby.

The doll version was EASIER than I expected. I just googled tutorial for 18 inch doll pajamas and peasant dress and then adapted the dress pattern to be a blouse.  (The patterns are all pinned on my Sewing for Sammi board I think if you need links).

Other Sammi notes:
On Daddy's birthday card she sat down and started writing her name. She made the S and the A all by herself, I helped with the M.

In the shower the other day she told me she wanted the water "hot, so I can make a cloud." This still blows my mind.

She looked at a picture of a baby Jack on the wall and said to me one day last week, "Mommy, who cut Granty's hair in that picture with the monkey?"  They do look a lot alike and how funny that she noticed the difference in hair length!

Hapde 40th Burfday Daddy

 Another year come and gone.

 This one brings with it the big 4-0.

 You are a lovely husband and father.

 And we are ever so lucky to have you.

With any luck we will have at least 40 more crazy, wonderful years together.

Hapde Burfday to you!

Getting to know you and you and you

 Finally! The Bernina is in my possession. We are getting to know each other right now, so expect plenty of makin' here on Makin' Projiks in the coming weeks.  This machine is a dream to sew on after struggling hard core with my husky the last two years.

I have spent most of the morning working on cleaning this dress for the Etsy shop and photographing a HUGE pile of new inventory. 

I am nearing my 100th sale (hurray!). Thank you to so many of you reading along here for supporting me in this crazy venture.

Sometimes I want to keep something, like REALLY want to keep something even though I bought it to sell.

 Like this quilt I showed you last week. A blog reader (and friend!) emailed and said she would really love to buy that quilt.  I waffled for about ten minutes and agreed to sell it to her.  And then she sent me this pictures.

Look at that sweetie pie of hers! It totally belonged at her house and I lost any regret I might have had about selling it.

I was thinking that if you have bought something from the shop and finished it, or repurposed it, or are just enjoying it and have a photo that I would occasionally like to share those here. (I know Karen did an AMAZING job finishing some quilt tops she bought from me and I wish I could find the photos, send them to me again?)

If you are so inclined I would really appreciate you emailing anything you have along to me. I am betting a lot of you would like to see what happens to some of those things too!

Not only does it totally make me forget any thoughts I had about woulda, shoulda, coulda, it gives me a lot of joy to see all of you enjoying those things.

Here's hoping for the next 100 sales of spreading the fabric/linen love. :)

Flea Market...Tuesday? Eh, so be it.

I am even too late for Monday this week, so Flea Market Tuesday it is!

After not buying a single mirror for a REALLY long time this is my third in three weeks. Already hanging in the foyer.

I sleep under a vintage quilt in the summer. The one I have been sleeping under is shredding and every other day I am patching it back together.  Since that gig is getting old I thought I might try sleeping with this one.

It's super soft, but the applique is totally wrecked. It must have been amazing when she made it though. (Which is why I won't feel bad about using it daily.)  I am SUPER, SUPER picky about my sleeping blankets, so we shall see if it works out or not.

A really lightweight chenille blanket. On the fence about keeping this one, it might be shop bound.

GORGEOUS vintage fabric. There are two yards of that brown and white daisy.

Hmmm, wasn't I just saying I had so many vintage quilt pieces I had no clue what I was going to do with them all?  And yet, I bought more.

Listen, when the universe sends me the stuff I buy it. For about two years it was tablecloths. More than I could ever buy. And now I never, ever see them anymore.  I am sure this quilt piece thing will be a distant memory in a few years. But until then? I WILL BUY THEM ALL! Bwhahaha.

This was the only completed block in the bag, I am not sure what pattern they are for? Never mind, gorgeous anyway.

Off to work on a rain jacket for Sammi if I can squeeze in a free minute today!

Hippity Hop

 Baskets were filled...

 times...

 three.

 Treats were enjoyed...

 times (man, Sammi COVETS the Cadbury eggs I keep in the freezer, she went right after that thing when she spotted it in her basket)...

 three.

 Ring pops were worn...

 times...

 three (Grant showed his off in THE CUTEST way after seeing the other two doing it).

 Eggs were hunted. Church was attended. (To never be attended again. Well, not until Christmas at least. The boys WILL NOT go in the church nursery, Grant and Sam would not stop fighting, Grant and Sam were marking all over everyone's clothes with crayons, Jack was being a punk and it all culminated in Grant and Sammi getting into a kicking fight where she kicked him down and they both had huge kicking, screaming tantrums. So, yea. We walked out.)

 Ear photos were taken in the green chair.

 Times many.

 They are really cute this year.

 And I could just cry in my cheerios about Grant's face.

 Is it possible to lighten that with photoshop? I don't own photoshop or ever do that, but I love these pics and his face is so bad.

 I use these photos for everything too. The yearly books, the calendars, enlargements.

 Sob.

They are all getting so big already too!

Hoppy Easter to you!