Spinning yarns and such…

Salutations lonely internet ghosts,

I just got back from a night drive across the dam with the sunroof open. Of course I was blasting some sweet Tom Jones as I cruised along the nearby reservoir. Also, I saw 3 weredolphins.

Then I realized I should tell you about my recent craft outing! I heard a rumor from a tiny bird inside the mouth of a hippopotamus that the Denver County Fair had teamed up with Fancy Tiger to offer a few craft workshops. Last week I registered for the Spinning 101 class thinking it might be a great way to meet single men. As it turns out I’m married, also no men attended the class. That said I learned quite a bit and I was lucky enough to have Jaime, one of the owners of Fancy Tiger, as my teacher.

She busted out a few drop spindles and we went to town on some nearby roving. Now why would you want to learn to spin? Well you can make your own yarn of course! I know you have tons of yarn at home hiding in your stash waiting to be used, but those yarns won’t be imperfect and riddled with your love. Also, Jaime informed us it would be very meditative. Not to mention you can work your way up the spinning corporate ladder to making art yarn with bits of twigs, Lilliputians, and candy hidden inside it.



I highly enjoyed giving this skill a go. I learned a few things about myself:

A) I can’t remember which direction I started spinning something and therefore am good at unspinning yarn.

B) I do not want to make thin yarns…ever

C) I may never detach my new “yarn” from it’s spindle, it looks so nice right now, like a hairball on a stick. 

Maybe spinning isn’t for me, but it was an affordable class and I enjoyed learning more about yarn. At a minimum I didn’t have to pay for parking and I sniffed some waffle cones on my way home. Then of course I changed form into my werewaffle shape and hunted the syrupy goodness I so often crave.

Whelp I’m off to darn some trash bags.

Have a lovely mid-evening!

Henny Penny

Thinkin’ Shed Strikes Again

Happy Spring Chums and Strangers,

After rousing my lazy spirits up off the couch of illness I finally fell into the swing of making again this week. Not only did I cobble something but I worked hard to better my crafting style. You see, I am consistently working in the mode of crafting for someone specific. As of late last year I decided to stop promising things to people. This was an all around excellent decision for the following three reasons: I never delivered on time and tended to give people IOUs as gifts, ideas I had for bizarre projects were tossed to the wayside, and lastly I had run out of pom poms. Due to this practice everything I made had to become a final product. I rarely practiced making something and flaws were rampant despite my best efforts.

Then April came sauntering up and I hopped to the sewing machine with an idea. My glorious rooster Mr. McCluckin’ has a man crush on the business productivity physicist Merlin Mann, and fell head over heels for the concept of the Hipster PDA. According to Mr. McCluckin’ this product, will simplify his thought process, de-clutter his pocket universe, and give him the needed virility to deflower the best random concepts. Essentially it’s a binder clip holding together some 3×5 index cards with a pen tossed in next to it. Mr. McCluckin’ loves keeping a notebook for jotting down ideas as they strike and realized that being able to reorganize his notes at any time would revolutionize his world. He excitedly informed me of his plans to create his own Hipster PDA as soon as he was finished with his current notebook. I thought that this seemed a grand idea, but that there had to be a better way to keep things than just a binder clip. So I ran to my thinkin’ shed and took a seat on my craftiverse inflatable sofa.

Next thing I knew the index card wallet was born. It has two compartments for cards and a pen loop, all held securely in a stylish fabric of your choice.

I realized making the pockets perfectly sized was the true trick of this invention. Thanking my lucky stars that I wasn’t in a rush to make this little bitty, I decided to start with a practice run at it. I measured out what I thought was best and sewed it up just to see if the cards fit and it would fold right. In walked Mr.McCluckin’ with his schemes and plots and suggested I call it my prototype and that he was happy to act as a beta tester.

Not 24 hours have passed and already he says he loves it and wants me to attach a patch I made for him last year. Though I think that should wait until I’ve fixed many of the flaws. Nonetheless I am happy to accept the imperfect as a step on the road to index card wallet nirvana. I’m off to the thinkin’ shed to lay about on the home projects settee.

May you find your lost sock in no time at all! Have you checked the refrigerator?


Henny Penny


Merry St. Smithens Eve!

I am celebrating in style this year by laying on my couch and cursing the illness gods. It would seem that I managed to come down with a case of pneumonia after my last post leading me to believe the internet is contagious. After sleeping and moping around for a week I finally started to feel normal. So I decided to bust out my St. Smithens decorations and prep for a festival of Gregorian hymns and taxi rides!

With all the holiday prep I didn’t manage to finish a project for you this week but thought I would share some things that are inspiring me. First up this lovely project from Purl Bee, a fabric swatch decoration. It’s so simple and perfect I can’t wait to adorn a wall with all of my favorite fabrics.

Next up I was lamenting missing the sign up period on Craftster.org for the Grimm swap. I watched the posts to see what the participants came up with and was most impressed by Craftster patron Flower’s gift of an embroidered lap top sleeve. It has such a rustic homemade feel to it. Perhaps I can convince my fingers to get to stitching something fun like this soon:

Lastly, I bring you a St. Smithens day special! It’s a Dalek painted egg! This little beauty was put up on Flickr by PugnoM. She has an amazing talent for decorating easily breakable things. I wish there wasn’t an egg shortage in my neck of the woods. Then I might consider attempting this or at a minimum painting an egg with something equally neat like lobsters fighting polka dancers or just Mike Tyson’s head.

Well toodles for now, I’m off to light the 16 sided candle to represent St. Smithens favorite walking path in Saskatoon.

As St. Smithens would proudly proclaim to his nearby fish hatchery: Vonlandi Po Dobolo!

Henny Penny