Monday, September 29, 2008

Those memory cards I promised


In my last post I mentioned the memory cards Wes made for Show & Tell Club. The cards shown in these photos are actually the set I made for Lindsay as a birthday gift, but you get the gist. We can't take the credit for this idea, we played with David and Marie's handmade set a few weeks ago, and Wes was so inspired he woke up the next morning, took us all to the thrift store to buy old books (thank you, thank you, thank you), and spent the day making his own.

These are basically just old photos, book pages, playing cards, etc. pasted onto mat board. As you can see, some matches are exact while others are just associated images (the two drums, for example). We've had a great time playing with these, thus far. I think they're great gift ideas. I even left a handful of Lindsay's tiles blank so she could fill them in herself.

I saw this post on homemade gaming over on SouleMama today. What a delightful coincidence!

Monday, September 15, 2008

Show & Tell Club


Basically, it started with books. For almost a year, six of us, give or take a few, have had this little book club. We started off reading something once per month, then once per 7 or 8 weeks, then every-other month. The writing's on the wall, you see where this is going.

Eventually we decided that on the "off" months, we'd get together to talk about whatever we'd been reading on our own. Then we came up with this idea. In my memory, it's so clear that I was the one who came up with this, but--thank you, technology--in rereading our emails I realize it was actually Eric and Scott.

Eric: I have an idea which kinda defies the laws of book clubnicity. . . (insert idea here). . . Kind of like show and tell. (He first uttered the phrase).

Scott: Thinking about it, it could be totally open, you (could) just bring something cool. Something you made or saw somewhere or a strange thing you found on the ground or a song you can sing. And there would be food. Could be fun. I could see Readymade magazine doing an article about how "Show and Tell" clubs are the new thing. (He ran with it).

So, there you have it. They stole my idea first. And so began the Show & Tell Club. We had our inaugural meeting over brunch on September 7 at our place. I made the invitations above and hand-colored them with fancy colored pencils. There was a blurb inside that read:

The Show & Tell club is a small group of hoodlums who seem to enjoy telling each other stories and wowing one another with dance moves, book suggestions, weight lifting, and clean jokes. Please humor them by bringing along something to share. Perhaps you could sing a song, read a poem, bring something you handcrafted, or share your most prized possession (even if that item is only a pencil sharpener).

Words cannot describe the beauty of Show & Tell Club.

Here was the rundown:

Vince brought his high heels from the Walk in Her Shoes fundraiser. John had his 80's paint-splattered sunglasses (totally ridiculous creation). Marie brought handmade flipbooks. David had some insane photos he'd taken with a new 3-D lens. Eric brought old photos and trinkets he'd come across. Clare brought two sweet handmade creatures. Scott read one of his poems, as did David. Suzanne had some of her first screenprinting designs. Catherine brought these little handmade books from her childhood. I read my journal from 1994. Wes had made his own memory tiles (more on those later). Laura brought a piece of her pottery. Tony released his famous blueberry muffin recipe from the secret family vault. And Tracy showed some of his artwork from his summer internship.
Whew! A lot, huh? You can thank me later, Readymade magazine. A royalty check would be fine.

Check flickr for all the photos. Just you wait, Show & Tell Club #2: Halloween Edition will be at John and Lindsay's. It's bound to be good.

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Cash's Winter Hat


To ease myself back into the knitting season, I decided to knit Cash a hat for the upcoming winter. The yarn is an alpaca/acrylic (gasp! how dare ye utter the word) blend I had left over from my sister's Christmas hat. I have a couple of basic hat patterns that I seem to come back to over and over, and I believe this pattern was from Last-Minute Knitted Gifts from Joelle Hoverson. I added my own crochet detailing around the edge. I'm no crocheter, so I can't even tell you what this is, but I'm pretty sure it's a half-double crochet. I sewed long strands through the earflaps and braided them to make the strings. The detailed yarn is the most fantastic fiber ever created. It's Karabella Chameleon, and it's soo soft.

Sorry, that's all for today. I've got a toddler trying to pull me off the couch. What do I look like, kid? Your caretaker?

More photos on Flickr.

Friday, September 05, 2008

Hey, Good Lookin. What'cha got cookin?

Tomatoes cored and scored with and "x." Ready for the hot water.


Plunged into a cold water bath and losing their skin.

Diced and ready to simmer down.

Saucy.

I'm not a great cook. No one gets overly excited at the prospect of coming over to my house for a meal (not like we do when we get to eat John and Lindsay's food!). I'm all right at it. But chef or not, I was pretty productive in the food department this past week.

After making the summer squash and potato torte I tackled this pesto pasta recipe. I neglected to take a photo, but, trust me, it was delicious. I'd highly recommend it. After reading this post, I decided to make my pesto with my mezzaluna instead of blending it. It was deliciously gritty instead of pasty. Try it.

But, wait, there's more. Before we drove off into the Michigan sunset for the long weekend (wherein we took a night off to see the Silver Jews!) I panicked and went about freezing most of the produce in our refrigerator, lest it go bad. I froze bell peppers, leeks, an enormous amount of sweet corn, etc. Then I looked at the pile of roma tomatoes overtaking our small kitchen and decided to tackle this tomato sauce. I've never made tomato sauce from scratch. It's quite involved, but not difficult, per se. After an hour and a half the 15-20 tomatoes had simmered down to about a quart-sized bag worth of sauce. Not much, but enough to make me feel like it was worth it. I think.

All that freezing and preserving made me feel like a good old fashioned settler for a minute. But after the Volvo ride North, the Ipod shuffling, magazine reading, Jimmy John's sub, and Silver Jews extravaganza, I came back down to reality. And unhooked my bun.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Seed Stitch Marshmallow Bonnet

Last Wednesday I made a meal for a couple who has a new baby at home. I wanted to take them a gift as well, so Tuesday afternoon I cast on for this marshmallow bonnet from the book Itty-Bitty Hats. I had the main part of the bonnet knit by Wednesday morning, and I sewed the back to the sides during coffee. So, that left nap time for making this torte, baking a batch of blueberry muffins, baking a small baguette, picking up stitches along the bottom to make the little rolled edge, knitting the chin strap, bobble-making, and crocheting the little daisy chain pigtails. Whew. I did it! With about 15 minutes to spare before I had to be at their doorstep.

Why do I put myself through this kind of stress? Hey, I don't get to knit baby-girl things very often, so I've been desperate for some bonnet-making. Not sure the urge is satisfied. More photos on my flickr.