Between the Man and myself, we have stuff… a lot of stuff.  We’ve lived here for a year and we still have boxes of things that haven’t been opened in all that time.  And now we’re on the cusp of adding another person… and another person worth of stuff… to our family.  We are in desperate need of some uncluttering. I’ve been following the Unclutterer blog for some time and in a moment of impulse, I decided to check out her book.  The paperback release and a trial of Amazon Prime provided the perfect alignment of the stars and now we are the proud owners of a copy of this book.  So far it’s brilliant, totally palpable and feels completely doable.

If I’m not to busy, or not too in labor, I’ll try to post about our progress (which I’m hopeful will be significant).



Got this through Inter-Library Loan (oh dear ILL, how I love you so…)

The Man and I are going away for the weekend – someplace remote and quiet.  I’m refraining from bringing half of my yarn stash with me because any thoughts that I might get that many projects completed in one short weekend may be just a titch lofty.  It doesn’t mean I won’t try though (sorry honey, you can’t bring clothes, we need more room for yarn).

Today at work (shhh) I printed out a ton of patterns from Ravelry.   The babe needs a hat (or 3) and so does The Man.  I think I love this one the best for the babe (third one down -pdf).  Oh, and Pip changed his Solstice gift request from a hat and mittens to pichouxs (slippers for those of you who don’t have my Memere).  The problem with this much stuff wanting to be made is… what to start first?!?


The Man and I had a date night (oh, la la). We had delicious Indian food and then zipped on over to the theater to catch HP7.1. It was good, but felt short, probably since it’s only half. Unlike when the others came out, I didn’t re-read the book prior to seeing the movie. I think it might be better that way since I was pretty disappointed in 5 and 6 because I thought they deviated too much from the book.

As I was watching, I found myself listening for names, or ideas for names for this baby. We’ve got a girl name all set, but there hasn’t been a boy name that has clicked for us. As much as I trust technology, ahem, I think we’ll only be sure about the gender when this wee bub is born.

I’m going through this with my trusty pencil hoping this library book sale find on “dollar a bag” day will show us the perfect name.

more beans

The stack of sweaters was just sitting there looking at me (because I hadn’t put them away yet, ahem) and they suggested I make another bean bag out of them.  So I did, of course…

while Hopper played with Legos.  I love this particular felted sweater.  Hopper asked if I was planning to make this one for the baby.  I told her that we’ll be sure to make some for the babe when the time comes.

When she was done with her Legos, she wanted to make another.  To my surprise (and pleasure), she wanted to be more involved in the actual sewing this time.

She wasn’t quite flying solo, but progress I say.  I only had to rethread the needle about 12 times.  The sensory bin doesn’t look too empty… yet.


Hopper found this book on in the sun/playroom and fondly remembering our evening of bean bag making, asked to make another.  I snagged my stack of neglected felted sweaters and we sat down to make one.  I thought maybe she’d be ready to sew her own, unlike last time.  I was wrong.  She got a few stitches in and handed it over to me to finish up for her (we’d had enough frustration for one day, I sacrificed the teaching moment for a moment of self-preservation).  Pip was too busy doing something crazy on the computer to be bothered (I wish I could explain the things he does, but they involve virtual machines and operating systems and whatnot). But later, he got on board himself.  Perhaps the lack of sharing by Hopper was his motivation?  Hopper’s is the striped, Pip’s the wine color.  The striped one is nice and thick and doesn’t hurt quite as much when you get hit with it, fyi.

A quasi-tute perhaps?

Bean Bags


Felted wool sweater(s)
Beans or seeds


Cut two of your desired shape bean bag from your felted wool sweaters.  Because they’re felted, they won’t unravel, so you don’t need to turn and topstitch or anything crazy like that.  Holding the two pieces together (pin if you need some stabilty) stitch around with your stitches close enough so your beans don’t escape.  Keep sewing until you have about an inch left.  Raid the sensory bucket* for black beans.  Fill your bean bag.  Sew up the rest of the way.  PLAY!

*We have a plastic tub filled with 25 lbs of black beans and various accouterments (wooden spoons, clean containers, small pitcher, etc).  It is currently missing two bean bags worth of black beans.


Remember these?  They blew out on the bottom.  I need to make myself a new pair (and share the pattern this time).  My feets are cold.  I suppose they’ll go on The List.

The List (in no particular order of importance or likelihood to be finished)

Slippers for me

Slippers for The Man

A hat for The Man

Hat and mittens for Pip (Solstice gift)

Fingerless mittens for Hopper (Solstice gift)

Gray Baby Yoda for the babe

Another sweater for the babe (this one might get cut until later…)

More booties for the babe (can you possibly have too many booties for a winter baby?!?!)


Soltice gift #1 for Hopper, finished.



and to go with it… mittens or fingerless gloves… what to do, what to do…?