Monday, August 18, 2008
carving
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Wednesday was Wood day
I found a bag full of branch bits in the attic this week, leftovers from a fairy furniture Christmas project a couple of years ago. The girls caught the woodworking enthusiasm (I finished a bunch of this-Christmas wood puzzle first cuts) of the day.
and designed/built fairy furniture for hours. I did a bit of custom sawing for them, we all trekked to Pague & Fegan (our 152-year-old hardware store a block away) for new wood glue, and a lovely new set emerged.
Marian's self-assigned area was transportation: two cars and one roller-coaster train resulted.

Audrey had "furniture": her beds and table & chairs (Audrey designed the new chairs, which she thought would work better for our bendy fairies):
She also continued her Olympic obsession with this balance beam. When our friend Sarah joined us, she added a diving board.
Audrey had "furniture": her beds and table & chairs (Audrey designed the new chairs, which she thought would work better for our bendy fairies):
Friday, August 15, 2008
yesterday
I am constantly, annoyingly-to-some-in-the-house taking photos of everything we do. Project-wise, I'm always intending to post them here...and y'all know how often I actually post. So many goatgirl projects never shared! (I know, you're dying...). Tonight, I'm actually taking action:
A quick synopsis of what living with the Goates is like. Or was like today.
**and then I went to sleep**
So, yesterday...
We add handwriting practice to our usual "practice time" (guitar for Audrey & reading for Marian), and the girls insist that I practice handwriting, too, and get me some calligraphy pens. My quick efforts do not impress me & I have plans (recommended Christmas presents: dip pen & inks. I don't need a kit: I have manuals & such...)
I also spend some time sketching ideas for my foray into block printing. Olive branch and flying dove.
Audrey (who usually shies from my crafty obsessions on principle) actually asks if we can have craft time after practicing, because she wants to build a beach volleyball set for her Olympic seasonal table set up.
It's awesome. (and she says she's not crafty! "Well, except for origami...")
Marian works on her Wall-E and Eve sculpey figures, which have been sitting amid bits of Sculpey on the kids' craft table for over a week.
And takes photos of me. She did start to use the tripod after a couple of clicks, but...more practice.
I've been borrowing a friend's scroll saw for, um, a bit too long, and have yet another burst of wood-project-finishing so I can return it. I work on plans for a shelf I want to build for the nursery. I pull out the birch branches I brought back from a trip home to Idaho a couple of years ago and lay them out on the lawn with the Lowe's-aquired poplar plank that has been gracing our back porch for a week in waiting. I'm birch mad & have planned to use the branch segments for shelf supports for years.
Nathan gives me an engineering consult on my shelves' support issues. I head out to Lowe's to buy another poplar plank, and am now on my way to FRIDAYS ON THE LAWN. The others ride their bikes. Our family joins a couple of others for field fun, including Marian's favorite: kickball. Everyone plays, and she's totally wild about it.
(look closely: you can see Audrey on base in the background)
A quick synopsis of what living with the Goates is like. Or was like today.
**and then I went to sleep**
So, yesterday...
We add handwriting practice to our usual "practice time" (guitar for Audrey & reading for Marian), and the girls insist that I practice handwriting, too, and get me some calligraphy pens. My quick efforts do not impress me & I have plans (recommended Christmas presents: dip pen & inks. I don't need a kit: I have manuals & such...)
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Wedding
Because I pretend to be a craft blog, I will not post a thousand wedding photos. Yet. But the Frandsen women did get crafty in our one groom's family responsibility: the wedding breakfast. [though I must credit my gracious sister Mindy for work beyond that, since the reception was in the backyard of their lovely home]. Also I have to note here that I successfully coerced wee family members into participating in a goofy but so-awesome-to-me program, mostly so I could show a video of Marian singing "You are my Sunshine" for Paul & Christine. I hope to figure out how to post it on her blog soon. (edit: watch Mare sing her little heart out here)So it's another page-of-pics, including a shot of my too-beautiful Audrey, who won't put on her blog what I want her to. Ever. [hey, Audrey, don't you want me to show you how to put this blog on your blog? No. Audge. I won't make you write in your journal today if you write something journal-y on your blog. No.] So I'm going to show more of her here :).
candles
I mentioned before my plot to buy beeswax for a useful purpose. I was feeling a little sad to miss wedding preparation details (because I lived across the country and because I am part of the groom's family, which means a big fat MYOB!--though sweet Christine has been kind enough to ask for my input a couple of times). I had used the Jeremy Taylor (1613-1667 Anglican bishop “Shakespeare of Divines”, as I so-usefully indicated on each slip) quote for a cousin's bridal shower years ago, and thought first to tack it to a couple of sparklers (recent Fourth enthusiam still with us) before I had the beeswax candles inspiration. A lucky change of plans: my new sister-in-law has since told me the details of a rather traumatic dress-on-fire incident when she tried to use sparklers to transform into Tinkerbell...
My first beeswax-of-my-own acquisition was a few years ago (for pysanky), and the girls and I dipped a few candles then. I thought I was pretty much a nature girl when I purchased the unbleached beeswax from a chain craft store, but this year's golden purchased-from-the-keeper tiny tapers make the old ones look positively drab. A few process shots (click on the page & it won't be so wee):
My first beeswax-of-my-own acquisition was a few years ago (for pysanky), and the girls and I dipped a few candles then. I thought I was pretty much a nature girl when I purchased the unbleached beeswax from a chain craft store, but this year's golden purchased-from-the-keeper tiny tapers make the old ones look positively drab. A few process shots (click on the page & it won't be so wee):
steamroller prints
I have fresh lino blocks on the shelves of my newly-organized closet, ready to carve soon. So this I found crazy-delightful.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
happy birthday, Marian
Here's celebrating SEVEN!!!
I love you, little darling.
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