Where there's a will, there's a way.

That's what my mother used to say. So, while I've been frustrated with my lack of space for a design wall in the living room, I have been mulling over other possibilities and blank wall spaces in my house. And look what I found:

A handy space to hang some quilt batting and mess around with giant star blocks. I have to cut the rest of these out, but this is the start of my bed quilt for my bed.

This is the space between my (messy) desk and the change table. So it doubles as something stimulating for the baby to look at while I'm changing his diaper. Because, you know, there's no stimulation in our house at all. No noise or action to keep him insterested and occupied.

Speaking of the baby, Owen is doing well. He has quite the mop of hair, and it has the funny effect of making him look much older than 2 months. See:

He's also started smiling. If his little smiles are any indication of what is to come, he's going to be a fun little boy.

Releif!

So, my blog seems to have got hacked into. And after a frantic night of messing around in Webmaster Tools and a night of panicing about what I would do if I had to erase the record of the last 6 years of my life, including all the details and funny stories about my kids. The question, then, is does anyone know how to backup a blog? You know, just to give me something to do in my spare time?

You know you live in Montreal when . . .

the weather man says, "So, if you're planning to go to a festival or go protest tonight, make sure you bring a warm layer".

In Bits and Pieces

I'm trying to sew in bits and pieces. In the midst of the recent 4 child chaos, I do have time to sew, as long as I pace myself. No pics yet, but I sewed a wrap skirt (initially backwards, but that is another story). Tonight, I'm tracing patterns, instead of thinking about which pattern to start sewing. If they are all traced, then I can actually pick one up and cut the fabric the next time I have a few moments to spare.

I think I might get to blog more if I do it in bits and pieces too. As much as, to quote my highschool art teacher, I tend to be "prolific", I feel better if I at least get to write a little bit. Hopefully stay tuned for more short blog posts soon.