It's all in the eyes

I have a day off work today! Hurrah! I have many fun things planned, including meeting with a friend for lunch, playing with the sewing machine, maybe some cross stitch (if I'm feeling feisty), and, of course, NOT BEING IN WORK (hahahahahaaaaaa!)

But - first things first.

I've been wracked with guilt over poor Green-Pointy-Kitty's eyes. She was inconsolable when she saw the eyes I gave her. We had tears and tantrums. There were accusations and recriminations. It was terrible. I've been feeling wretched over the entire episode.

I have, however, since been shopping and purchased some replacement eyes, along with a shiny bell as a gift of apology.

For documentation purposes only, Green-Pointy-Kitty agreed to let me photograph the offending features....

Seriously - have you ever seen anything more frightening in your life? Even now, I can't look at the photo without swearing aloud and laughing.

I suppose it was an easy mistake - I went to the fabric shop last weekend, and they didn't have the little buttons from the market, but I saw these - green shell buttons, and I thought they'd make perfect little cat eyes. They were a little bit dearer too at 48p each, and I (mistakenly) equated expensiveness to appropriateness. Silly me.

Happily I managed to get to the market during the week, and bought a load of the little brown buttons (3p each - bargain!). This morning Green-Pointy-Kitty and I sat down with scissors and thread, and started putting things to right. Following some lengthy discussion the three of us (me, Green-Pointy-Kitty and Lovely J) decided that it was also necessary to replace her mustachio-stylie black and droopy whiskers with some daintier, more feminine white ones.

We now have a much happier Green-Pointy-Kitty, who will hereafter be known as Pretty-Green-Pointy-Kitty.


(Note: Pretty-Green-Pointy-Kitty was made from the free download pattern at Wee Wonderfuls.)

Daffodils

A prety picture of pretty daffodils - because they're pretty and I like them. I bought them on Friday in the hope that they'd be open for St David's day - but they only really opened up today. Aren't they lovely and beautiful and cheerful? (Please don't pay any attention to the grubby window and the pots in the back garden - the house is still a work in progress...)

... And a quick update on my cross stitch, which I picked up again recently after a bit of a break. I have a lot of green stitching ahead of me. A LOT of green stitching.

Standing over the Kewpie cross stitch is a new little Pointy Kitty. She will also be a gift, so will not be named today. She's very interested in the cross stitch, but is also a little camera shy, because neither of us is convinced by the choice of buttons used for her eyes. She has agreed to pose prettily for the camera only when I've been to the market to get some of the black buttons the previous Pointy Kitty had for eyes.

Edit to add: the buttons in the market are actually brown, not black. This is important.

Gregory

This is Gregory. He has come from a Wee Wonderfuls pattern that I downloaded ages ago, but which doesn't seem to be on her blog any more.

We had thought that Gregory was going to be a girl. After the stuffing, though, it became apparent that he is a boy. He would get more than a little sniffy if he thought he had ever been considered to be the tiniest bit feminine, so we shan't let on.

He has a bit of a limp, his front leg being a touch smaller than the other three, but he manages perfectly well and is a bit touchy about the trunkated limb. This is something else which is best not to discuss in his presence.

I realise that these last two statements may suggest that that Gregory can sometimes be a bit grumpy. This might be a little bit true - but we all get grumbly sometimes, and we all have things we'd rather not think about or discuss. Gregory is a perfectly lovely pig, and I would hate for you to think ill of him before being properly introduced.

He wanted a Fez. I dried to dissuade him, but he was adamant. I'm not sure it's a very succesful attempt at millinery, but he's thrilled, and is now happily muttering "Just like that!" in the corner, much to the disgust of the cat, who's trying to have a nap.

We both thought it would be nice to announce his arrival with an immediate blog entry and photo, but neither of us is very happy with the photo. I'm unhappy with the composition and lighting, and Gregory has noticed that the seam of his fez is in the picture, and that he has a huge cat hair on his nose.

However, It will do for now. We might take another tomorrow.

Manon de la Fleur

I was going to spend all day today doing house-worky stuff. And I have done some, and I will do some more after lunch. But the laundry-sorting unearthed a couple of torn vests. I hate waste, and the vests were too pretty for relegation to dusters. And the sewing machine was still set up downstairs....

So, meet Manon de la Fleur,


A stylish little madamoiselle, Manon embraces life and love. Her favourite foods are creme caramel and parma violets, her favourite scent is Rose Otto, and her favourite song is Lilac Wine (Eartha Kitt's recording, of course). She dislikes cheese, carbonated drinks and reality TV programmes.

She'll be spending her Sunday afternoon on a sunny windowsill, catching up on her reading.

Meanwhile, I will be cleaning, tidying and hoovering.