Showing posts with label Cath Kidston. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cath Kidston. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

meet Astrid the aqua sewing machine! {+ what I've been up to lately}...

 
 Isn't she a beaut?
She's actually a bit darker colored in person.
(It's so hard to get a good pic indoors.)
My sweet parents made my day year by buying me this retro chic sewing machine in my favorite color.
She'll be perfect for stitching up more bedsheet dresses such as...
 
 
this one that I made this past week.
 
 
 ~*~
I've also been doing a bit of decorating.
 
 
These pink wall pocket baskets were a steal of a deal for 70 cents from a favorite antique mall that was {sadly} closing. The faux strawberry plants were dissected from a thrift store find for $3.50.
{Isn't faux such a much nicer way to say fake? *wink*}
 
 
This sweet planter from Target, reminiscent of a vintage head vase, was originally intended to have a succulent atop her head, but I think that this pink yarn bun fits my style even better! Doesn't she look like a giant egg cup though? *giggles*
 
 
This wire wastebasket was from the dollar section of Target for $3!
It makes such fun & cute storage for extra yarn leftover from previous projects.
 
 
The colors of this baby blankie I made for a friend's baby girl make me think of yummy saltwater taffy.
 
 
Though it may be in the 90s still outside in my neck of the woods,
inside our house it is decidedly Autumnal,
September 1st being our un-official first day of Fall.
Lovely 70s are forecast for next week though.
I can hardly wait for crisp air, colorful crunchy leaves, snuggly sweaters, & sturdy boots.
 
What have you been up to?
 
Much love,
Miss Michelle ^_^

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

the heart of the home...

Would you like to take a step inside my sister's kitchen & look around?
 
 
You'll love it here, it's one of the coziest places I know.
I love to sit and chat over a cup of tea or coffee by the big picture window that looks over her patio where the kids are playing, and her flower garden where bees are buzzing & butterflies are fluttering.
 
When a kitchen sink is as gorgeous as this it makes washing dishes a joy!
 {And how perfectly does this vintage tablecloth that's doing duty as a skirt apron match the cabinet?! I just can't get over it.}
 
 
 Some of those flowers usually find their way indoors, bringing their freshness & sunshine with them.
 
 
 Kitschy kitchen goodness is in every nook and cranny.
 

 
Of my three sisters, Beth & I probably have the most similar decorating style.
We both love anything cheerful, farmy, kitschy, & vintage.
Which can make garage sale-ing together a little tense.
Just kidding. We share pretty well. ^_^
 
 
In Beth's country kitchen there's always sure to be some fresh veggies about the place this time of year.
That's bound to be when your husband is a landscaper & expert gardener with about 4 or 5 vegetable patches.
{I've lost count how many actually...there seem to be more every year!}
 
 
Even her ceiling fan is cute for cryin' out loud!
We affectionately call it a fandelier.

 
I helped her paint her cabinets this beautiful shade of Annie Sloan chalk paint, Henrietta, a couple years back. The insides are painted with Antoinette & have Hello Kitty liner on the shelves. I neglected to take a piccy of that, but I'm sure you can picture it.
There's nothing like climbing around on the counter tops with the Beatles playing in the background whilst sipping endless cuppas with your sister.


 Speaking of cuppas...
here is the all important coffee counter.
*angelic choir music plays*
{I'm irritated with myself for accidentally cutting off the head of the cute crocheted chick-i-poo on top of her lil Keurig. Bah. Didn't realize I'd done it till I got these piccies on the 'puter. You can see it un-decapitated in the previous photo though!}

 
{A refrigerator isn't complete without some artwork!}
Even the fridge got a makeover!
She glued a pretty wood decal thingy on & then painted over it.
That chalk paint really does stick to anything.
I gave her this old metal garbage can & gave it a coat of Antoinette.
{Oscar the Grouch simply couldn't make his mortgage payments anymore & had to move to a smaller can. ^_~ You know, the economy & stuff.}
 
 
Everywhere you look there's something cute to make you smile...
this corner cabinet which belonged to our great grandma is a home to all sorts of cute tchotchkes...
vintage hanky bunting adorns the window...
and some adorable vintage wicker umbrellas hang jauntily from a hook.

 
Possibly one of my favorite things about Beth's kitchen is that she always has something yummy baked. {And she's always willing to cut you a slice} It was yummy zucchini bread this time with zukes from {one of} their garden{s}.  ;)

If you're interested in the recipe she said she uses Better Homes & Gardens' Recipe, but without the nuts cuz eww. ;P

I hope you've enjoyed your visit to Bethie's kitchen!

Much love,
Miss Michelle ^_^
{Photos by yours truly}

Tuesday, July 12, 2016

the colors of my life...

When I was a little girl I sang in our local civic chorale's youth chorus for a few years. We sang a wide variety of types of songs from show tunes to Psalms to oldies. {and one weird song about an ocelot of all things, "Saucy Little Ocelot", which contained the line "Saucy little ocelot, likes to fuss & boss a lot." Which my friend who sat next to me during practice & I thought perfectly described another girl in the group. We would elbow each other & try to keep from giggling...but I digress...}
 One of the show tunes we sang was called The Colors of My Life from the musical Barnum (which I've never actually seen.)
 
Some song lyrics tend to take up residence in my brain and never leave.
Such as the lines
 
"The colors of my life are bountiful & bold." sung by the fella
 
and
 
"The colors of my life are softer than a breeze." sung by the lady.
 
Every so often I think about these words & I wonder which color schemes would I use to characterize my life?
I really like both bountiful & bold AND softer than a breeze colors.
The only colors I'm not too terribly fond of are neons.
And in moderation even they can be tolerable.
 
Picking out colors for a new knit or crochet project is one of my favorite parts of the whole creative process. I love trying different color combinations. Nothing pleases my eye so much as just the right balance of colors. In my life there is a time & place for bright & cheery as well as pastel & pretty. I like to incorporate them both into my wardrobe & décor.
 
Since it was the lady who mentioned the gentle colors we'll take a look at some of those first.
{Ladies first ya know.} ^_~
 
 
 gentle
 
 
peaceful
 
 
lovely
 
 
calming
 
 
cozy
 
 
like a relaxing day at the beach
 
 that's what I think when I see pastels.
 
~*~
 
Now as to all things bright and beautiful...
 
fresh & juicy
 
 
cheerful
 
 
playful
 

energizing
*like a cup of coffee for your eyes*
 
 
warm
 
 
 like childhood summer days
 
 
That's what I think of when I see cheery brights.
^_^
 
As you can see I've been keeping busy with granny square blankies.
They are my most recent obsession, and they lend themselves very well to experimenting with different color palettes. I've just started on one I've been calling "pastel rainbow" while also working on a vintage beachy sweater in pale coral, light blue, & white. {Seen in some of the pics at the top.}
 
~*~
 
So these are the colors of my life.
Both light & lovely AND bright & beautiful.
 
What colors do you prefer?
Is there a certain scheme of colors that characterizes your life?
 
Much Love,
Miss Michelle ^_^
{Photos by me apart from the one of Mema & me. That was taken by Aunt Liz.}



Sunday, June 5, 2016

hulloooo there...

Remember me?
I'm Michelle.
(You know, that gal who writes this blog.)
Hee hee, saying "hulloo" always makes me think of Winnie the Pooh ^-^, but I digress.
So, I've been doing well.
The Lord is good.
So good.
So faithful.
My life has been quite filled with good things.
Blessed.
That's what I am.
I kept meaning to get back on board with this blogging business.
Time just kept slipping away bit by bit.
Before I knew it months had passed.
It's a bit like jumping into a swinging jump rope.
Well, I mean, it's not like I'd get smacked in the face with a rope or anything, but still.
I think you catch my drift. ;)

Lately, I've been Instagramming a lot.
I'm kind of into making Bible verse or godly quote pictures such as the ones above.
And this...


Oh, and just to thoroughly confuse y'all my name on there is now miss_strawberry_shortgirl.
It's completely random.
Don't ask me why.
I just thought it would be fun to have a...well...fun name...just for fun. ;P
My mind can be so like a butterfly flitting from one pretty thing to the next.
I am trying to discipline this mind of mine more.
Dwelling on lovely things is good, indeed it's scriptural.
But I can't just stop there.
I'm trying to delve deeper.
To know.
To know Him.
More & more everyday.
The depths.
The riches.
Unfathomable.
But I'll do my best as far as He enables me.
No more scratch & sniff Christianity for this girl.
Nope.
He paid far too great a price to make me His.



Also, just lately I've been crocheting like a fiend.
(If fiends actually do crochet. Don't quote me on that...I'm not 100% sure.)




Having been an avid knitter for so many years I was skeptical as to whether crocheting was even a necessary skill for me to acquire. After all, just about anything crochet could do knit could do better, or so I thought.
I can see now why people are so in love with the craft.
It does work up so fast.
And ya just can't beat a classic granny square for that old fashioned kitschy charm.
I've heard people say crochet is easier than knitting, but that I don't see.
I think they're both easy once you get the hang of it.
There are definite pluses to both.



Oh, and I've just been spending as much time as is humanly possible with my babies & my sisters.


These truly are the good old days.


I know I will miss these days terribly when they're passed & gone.


So for now I cherish every moment that will soon be a memory.


I stare at their little faces to try to memorize them.


I always give them a sniff & a squeeze so I can always remember their smell & squishiness.


For it won't be long before they're all grown & patting me on the head.


As I said before...
blessed.
I'm blessed beyond measure.


Well, sorry about the barrage of pictures.
All of them shamelessly stolen from my Instagram feed.

Thank you for all the kind words from those of you wondering just where I'd got to.
Here I am though.
I hope to stay.
By His grace.
For His glory.

Much Love,
Miss Michelle
aka
miss_strawberry_shortgirl
^_^