Thursday, February 21, 2013

Using the Brushing Method

So, I went to WalMart not too long ago and bought a dog brush (Twitter followers know that I also bought 3,000 yards of string that same day). The thing is, I don't have a dog. In fact, I both fear and hate canines. So, why did I buy a dog brush?
Fuzzy stuff.
That's why.
See, I hate fun fur. It's like... evil. Real evil, not the fake evil that people joke about. This stuff is the real McCoy. I hate it. I tried to experiment with it last year, and now I curse its name to the fiery depths.
For the uninitiated (I don't know how you found this blog. Go away.)The idea is to make pretty fun fuzzy yarn creations. Let's be clear though.
This is what fun fur looks like to normal people:
This is what it looks like me:
Now, about three days after I bought, used, cursed, and hid my fun fur, I discovered another way to make fuzzy dolls. See, the technique is simple:
Step One: crochet your junk
Step Two: brush it furiously with a fully bristled dog comb.

The result? Beautifully bristled and fuzzy soot sprites from My Neighbor Totoro:
See that? SEE IT? IT'S BEAUTIFUL!!! (And no one had to go to therapy over it!)


Wednesday, February 13, 2013

And Then She Panicked

I didn't even spend that much money.
Really.
Almost none at all.
So why am I FREAKING OUT?
No reason.
Except...
Well...
I'm almost out of money.

This happened:
I checked, double checked, and triple checked the notions I needed according to the skirt pattern I'm using.
(This one, for those who care)
 

I needed a 1/2 in. ribbon, a zipper, a hook, and an eye.
I got the zipper and the ribbon from the craft store I work at, and I used my coupons (I've been collecting and I almost have enough to make a hamster nest so, yay).
Then I did something I don't ever recommend you do.
Ever.
I looked into my money envelope and I saw the single bill I have left in there.
Guys, the money?
It is tight.

Money Spent: $3.19
Money Left: $20.00
Coupons Used: 3