flatpicking

Sigh.

Made my day. David Rawlings new CD. How I love his flatpicking guitar style. If I'm going to have to put up with a boiling hot studio then I need the right music to work to! 

Three straight days on the sewing machine has turned my back into a whole world of hurt. But new dresses are ready, so on to the next project. I need to make sure now that I have five days a week in the studio that I balance it out with other things. Tomorrow morning I think a bit of errand running is in order.

rememberance

bottom of the tops

The window was replaced at 8 this morning. Thank goodness.

Poor Dell had a deadly quiet day in the shop today. Damn sweltering weather.

The 'Meralise' tops are done! New dress in store tomorrow evening (hopefully), it's the dress version of this top and I think it is very cute- there is one in the window at the moment, size 2 but more to come. 

The studio is really quite putrid at the moment and it won't cool down again until next winter now. Thinking of rigging up a harness so the fan moves around the room with me. 

Jethro had a huge complaining attack last night. He lay at the top of the stairs and grizzled and meowed about the heat- very funny and cute. 

I have spent the evening sitting on the couch, in front of the fan, making bracelets. I've got to get the 'memory' back in my fingers. Every day I have to make, make, make. 

addiction

On a lighter note- I am addicted to this.....

Seriously I've tried every g-beer and Bunda-beer is the best. I grew up with home-made ginger beer. There are the family stories of the exploding bottles (when one goes, they all blow) and the batches that went alcoholic. My brother was quite good at brewing it. I don't drink alcohol anymore so ginger beer and lemon-lime-bitters are my tipples of choice. Did you hear there is a Angostura bitter shortage? OMG! What am I to do?!
And if you check the Bundaberg site they even have recipes and other products that I have never seen in shops down here (like 'Burgundee') and they have these.....

Bundaberg Cap Bikes! Hilarious!

The downside to my addiction is the burping. Let 'er rip sister!

not happy jan, not happy

Well the window is still not fixed. 

So if your glazier's motto was 'same day repairs' would you be thinking, like, you know, that the freakin' window would be repaired, like, same day as you organised it?

Or that maybe they would ring you to let you know that they couldn't make it?

Am I being unrealistic?

So at 5.45pm I was doing the 'not happy' line over the phone to the boss glazier, the 'you better be here at 8am tomorrow, blah, blah, blah.......'. I always hate getting all mem-sahib but really the damn motto said 'same day'!

Looking at the racks in the shop at the moment is a little depressing. So little summer clothing.

I am panicking! I'm working on a batch of cotton voile tops, edged in vintage blue broderie anglais. They are very pretty but I am feeling nervous about everything I'm working on currently. Perhaps it's just the heat. Hopefully it's just the heat.

would you like ice with that?

It's November. 

We should not be sweltering like this.

I don't think I am going to be able to stand another 5 months plus of this.

Arrrggghhhh!

I will end up like Little Black Sambo's tigers- a pool of melted butter (or rather- fat).

Note to self- do not leave an open jug of water in the fridge along with a lump of rancid brie, that ice cold water will not be refreshing in the least.

I spent this morning running around like a lunatic organising the last part of the proposal I needed to get in and with no air-con in the car at the moment things were not nice. By midday I was exhausted and ended up heading home with the intention of getting some 'homework' done. Sadly no work done. I did wash the couch cover and a quilt, perfect weather for it, the only thing this weather is good for!

So the studio will be sweaty tomorrow but I really need to get on to all those summer clothes I've been promising everyone. My own little 'sweat shop'.

9.45pm update The other reason I hate hot weather is that everyone on Gertrude St goes a little crazed when the evenings are hot. Some idiot has just smashed one of the panes in the front window, scared the shit out of Jethro who was sleeping on the big table in the middle of the shop and I've had to spend the last 3/4 an hour cleaning up and patching the window. I will now have to organise a glazier in the morning and there goes a couple of hours out of the studio tomorrow. Why? Why? Why? Stupid senseless destruction. Grrrrrrrr.

You'd think I would be used to living in the inner city after all these years.

sun day

As you may know I hate this weather.

I'm as far from being a summery type person as is possible. Especially hot and humid. Around here it equals red and sweaty. Mind you when it's hot and dry I am actually quite sparky and pleasant to be around.

This morning I scooted down to Sophia Mundi for the fete, a bit quiet this year with lots of hats and sun-screen out. I always forget how busy it is down at the Convent these days. There was even a wedding being set up in one courtyard. It feels like a corner of France and I always feel a little disorientated when I leave. 

I got to check out Coco's class room and her amazing assignment on snow leopards. Each child chose an animal and put together a book on their subject, made a clay sculpture and a needle felt critter. Sorry for the bad photo, her mum's hand was shaking too much!

Cleaning got put on hold (again) as I had to get a proposal written this afternoon. Well and truly procrastinated on that one and now I'll have to run around tomorrow to get the last stuff together and get it delivered. Oooops. Think it's ok. Oh well. Typical.

Definitely need a nap now.

And some way to get the house clean whilst I nap. I seem to have mislaid the 'self-clean' button. Damn.