One Crazy Fiber Lady

Since yesterday was officially Twirling Tuesday, I pulled out a spinning wheel (or two) to use.  I spun a bit more of the blue-green merino on the Ladybug, but then moved to the recently neglected Matchless and the red mix that I bought from Little Barn at MD.  

I think I need a solid navy merino to ply with this.  I initially bought a black merino for that purpose but I didn’t have the red fiber with me and couldn’t offhand remember what colors were paired with it.  Time to prowl the net.

I’ve rediscovered an older hobby that hasn’t gotten much attention in a few years.  Partially because most of those supplies are sadly, still in my storage unit, tucked way way in the back behind the Ikea shelving units.  Well, the trip to AC Moore led me down the beading aisle because I needle small beads for the projects in the bobbin lace book.  I bought all sorts of stuff. Saturday night I found under my bed in a shoebox all the supplies for a necklace project that was in a Bead magazine.  I must have purchased the stuff last spring, got distracted by something else and just tucked it away, forgotten. 

Not forgotten anymore.  This is the project picture in the magazine with the first of the 5 necessary gold squares that I’ve finished.  I’m using gold delicas and a right angle weave to make these up.  I’ve so far made two of them.  Each one has taken about an hour to put together.  I had to order additional threads for this last night in the topaz and black colors.  While I was at the site, I might have ordered supplies to make another necklace  And Laurie said I’d go blind with bobbin lace!  The next project with the size 15/0 beads will really make the eyes work!
 

As if I needed further evidence that my kids are kind of weird, I walked into my bathroom last night to find a toothbrush on the wall.  This is what happens when you mix a four year old and a toothbrush with a suction cup on the other end.  I have to admit, it was not the first time one of the monkeys did this.  Kat was infamous for sticking hers just about anywhere, including the edge of the sink, I just never remembered to photograph it.  I never know what I’m going to find when I walk in there.  Weird.

Craft on!