Is it a SHow & Tell?

My laptop is playing ball right now so I'm grabbing my chance. No pennies for a new pooter at the mo so I can only dabble here.

I did say when I was back I'd to show you what I made the other day. The other day was quite a few days ago now and lots more has happened since. No big show and tell really, more do you fancy a look see. Lately I've been hankering after a few changes, getting restless and bored with some things and content with others. In my head most of the house has been re-decorated, in the real world it ain't happening so instead I stitch and make to bring about the small realisable changes.

The Dotty Blanket I'd hooked up for the back of the sofa where cats and a small black dog sleep in the sun was looking tired. I had an image in my head of a patchy throw so I mixed up a few fabric piles and got thinking about which would work best. 

Now while this is all very lovely, me showing and telling, it's not what I feel like chatting about right now. Right now I want to have a think about the whole blogging/creative thing. Lately I've felt rather overwhelmed by all the wonderful things I see out there. Too many things to take in and think about, too little time to truly appreciate them all. My laptop being poorly has forced me away from blogging world so I can't keep up with all of the new posts as they happen. It leaves me feeling separate from something that I really enjoy being part of. However, this world that we live in moves forward so quickly that we can get lost in the slipstream and find the moment has gone. I'm trying to slow down and appreciate as much as I can, even when it races elusively ahead of me.

Being able to give a whole day over to making a patchy throw became an impossible plan I had to think around. I made it on a day off when Miss Millie came out with a rash which meant late dr's appointments and then just a half day at school. I set myself to choosing the fabrics before the dr's and then decided the stitching was going to be all done and dusted by the afternoon no less.

A very quick stitchy throw followed. Only a simple stripy backing sheet folded over the edges to act as the binding and then it was finished within a hairs breadth of school pick up time.

No beds made, washing up done, food bought and house still as dirty as it was the day before. Sometimes it's good to just say let's be self-indulgent with our time and do what we want to do, not what we should do. I always catch up with everything in the end. So I've decided I'm going to have to be slow and patient about this blogging experience as I will with life for now. Always rushing isn't good.

I've been taking pictures of all that's caught my eye, so slowly slowly as my pooter allows I'll urge it onto my blog and show you. If you're interested that is. With my sitemeter broken so I can't see who's visited and it being hard to connect with your blogs easily, other than on my kindle (which isn't as easy for me somehow) I feel disconnected and that leads me to question the whole blogging thing more than I probably should. I try hard to keep the blog as the place I'm never too analytical. My worklife is analytical and depressing at times so I enjoy the fluff, beauty and fun I can have on here. I'm probably not making any sense at all am I. I'll be off before I waffle anymore. Ta ta for now.