Artistik Expressions

Well, I finally got a chance to show you the pictures of some of the projects I've had in the past months. I'll put them all over on my other blog as well, but here are some of my favourites:

Reversible bag - quilted
T'other side
My very first quilt.... I think this one took about a month to make, working every evening.
A baby spitdoekje... I don't know what you call it in English :)CUSTOM: A monogrammed throw for my sister's birthday -- jean on one side, fleece on the other.
Giant pillows for my sister for Christmas (I made matching throws for my soon-to-be SILs)
CUSTOM: Wedding throw for P&C
CUSTOM: Birthday throw for L -- she picked the colours a while back
CUSTOM: Birthday throw for my sister's friend

I have a few more, but Blogger isn't letting me show them to you. I'll keep trying...

Shuffle Survey

1. Put your music player on shuffle
2. Press forward for each question
3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense :)

How are you feeling today?
Standing in the Rain (Billy Talent)

How do your friends see you?
Bohemian Rhapsody (Queen)

Will you get married?
Beyond the Sea (Bobby Darin)

What is your best friend's theme song?
Bennie and the Jets (Elton John)

What is the story of your life?
I Only Want to Be with You (Me First & the Gimmee Gimmees)

What was highschool like?
Brown-Eyed Girl (Van Morrison)

How can you get ahead in life?
You May be Right (Billy Joel)

What is the best thing about your friends?
San Francisco (Me First & the Gimmee Gimmees)

What is tonight going to be like?
Miami 2017 (Billy Joel)

What is in store for the remainder of this weekend?
Take Me Out (Franz Ferdinand)

I'm feeling a little lonely this afternoon, tucked away in my quiet corner of the office, so I tuned my mp3 player to Christmas music and I'm working away. This song came on, and I had to share it because I love how melacholy it is:

Met my old lover in the grocery store
The snow was falling Christmas Eve
I stole behind her in the frozen foods
And I touched her on the sleeve

She didn't recognize the face at first
But then her eyes flew open wide
She went to hug me and she spilled her purse
And we laughed until we cried

We took her groceries to the checkout stand
The food was totalled up and bagged
We stood there lost in our embarrassment
As the conversation dragged

We went to have ourselves a drink or two
But couldn't find an open bar
We bought a six-pack at the liquor store
And we drank it in her car

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how

She said she'd married her an architect
Who kept her warm and safe and dry
She would have liked to say she loved the man
But she didn't like to lie

I said the years had been a friend to her
And that her eyes were still as blue
But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I saw
Doubt or gratitude

She said she saw me in the record stores
And that I must be doing well
I said the audience was heavenly
But the traveling was hell

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to time
Reliving in our eloquence
Another auld lang syne...

The beer was empty and our tongues were tired
And running out of things to say
She gave a kiss to me as I got out
And I watched her drive away

Just for a moment I was back at school
And felt that old familiar pain
And as I turned to make my way back home
The snow turned into rain..

~ Dan Fogelberg, Same Old Lang Syne