JoAnn Sewing Classes

My first project for sewing was actually through a class with JoAnn fabrics. It was actually the 102 class, but since my mom was with me, I figured I'd be fine and dandy. Which I was, although I did wind up signing up for the 101 class a few weeks later.

Sewing Patterns for Dummies. That's my kind of pattern.

It was a really simple decorative pillow, but unfortunately I ran out of time before I could finish. Grr...And its still sitting in a lump over on the floor. Quietly begging to be finished. Perhaps tomorrow I'll put together the final stitches on my little pillow.

As for the class...the teacher was very friendly. And helpful with little tidbits and advice from many years worth of experience. But was it worth the price? Absolutely not. Besides shelling out the moolah for the training time, you still had to buy all the supplies necessary. (Except for machine, they had classroom machines thankfully) And at the end of it all I didn't even have a finished product! Boo.

However, there are times when they offer classes at half price. I would probably recommend signing up for a class or two then, because that's a decent price and it'll at least get your feet wet in the whole sewing arena.

So...Sewing

 So...

 Sewing is my latest obsession. To the point that I actually bought a handy dandy little sewing machine...complete with embroidering capabilities! Woohoo used machines at good prices! The Brother Innovis is a lovely machine, honestly. And the embroidery is a blast.

Mmm, nothing like the smell of cute fabrics in the morning! As you can see, I stocked up at the JoAnn sale. Bye bye paycheck. But I think I've got everything I'll need to be a SEWING MASTER.

Although I am really worried I'm going to utterly regret not stocking up on this gem...

It's Twilight meets Teen Wolf in convenient fabric form!

Pottery Painting

There is a fantastic pottery painting place in town. It's the kind of place where they have "naked" or plain white unpainted pottery. You can then paint whatever design you want, they'll glaze it and fire it up so that it has a nice glossy finished.

I seem to have a theme going on.

Chibilhu (Or better known as Louie by his friend)

Cthulhu was a creature of terrifying origins. His mere aura radiated with such evil that it could push a man to the brink of sanity, leaving him to teeter on its perilous ledge. To be actually exposed to the appearance of the Great One would shove a man over said ledge and leave him to wallow in a dark abyss of horrors so great only death would be relief.

Cthulhu was one to be feared, revered, and avoided.

His brother Chibilhu, however, was not. 

Chibilhu was quite minuscule compared to his mammoth sibling.  His greatest ambition in life had little to do with the destruction of humanity. In fact, he rather enjoyed the company of the few pitiful creatures that stumbled into his brother’s lair. Well, enjoyed them until they started with the maniacal laughing and hysterical screaming. That was a bit annoying.

All around, Chibilhu was a simple creature. He spent his days fluttering about the caves in hopes of finding some bats to chat with. They were dull animals, but better than the conversations with Cthulhu, who was entirely short tempered with the younger’s lack of villainous aspirations. Great Ones simply did not have time to discuss such rubbish as the weather! (Although it never really changed, dark and dank seemed to cover it sufficiently.)

So it was that Chibilhu found himself being thrown out of his brother’s lair due to his tendency for gabbing. While idly wandering about the lair, he made the offhand remark that sea moss green was a relaxing color and might replace amber as his new favorite shade. He went on to ponder redecorating the lair in a more neutral color scheme.

Cthulhu gave a roar of frustration, grabbing his brother in one massive claw. Muttering about only putting up with him as a favor to their mother, he gracelessly threw Chibilhu promptly from his home with a glare that made it abundantly clear that the little pipsqueak was not to return anytime soon. Chibilhu sat indignantly in the puddle of mud as he watched the lumbering back of his brother retreat.

“Well…good riddance!” he mumbled, “I’m certain I can find far better roommates who will appreciate my sense of style! Fung shui reduces stress levels, you know!” So, with his mind made up, and having no other options anyway, he flapped his leathery black wings and embarked on his quest...

The (Chibi) Adventures of Sherlock Holmes

The criminal had eluded the dynamic duo of Holmes and Watson by escaping down a manhole. (A manhole that looks suspiciously like a cupholder on the bus, but I digress) Of course, the great detective can't allow for such an escape to happen and sends his trusty colleague down after the evil doer...