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Making time

I am still knee deep with all of the sale stuff.  But yet, I managed to make time for a get well present for my boyfriend’s daughter.  I crochet a little bunny, threw in some monster socks, hair bands, a sucker with the label saying “Surgery Sucks”.  I even made a beaded bracelet.  That was interesting since I haven’t made one of those in over 20 years.  Thank goodness for YouTube.

The bunny pattern from Leelee Knits. Here is the link to her pattern.  http://www.leeleeknits.com/free-crochet-bunny-pattern/

The hard part of this was my boyfriend.  He was expecting was this package.  He didn’t know that I was sending this to his daughter so I had to stall.  He know of when I am lying to him.  So I did what any insane person would have done in my situation.  Ate food knowing full well that it would disagreed with her and fake a migrane.

Here is what I made for her.

http://www.pictaram.com/media/1350910079045750481_1751627017

this is the bracelet I made for her.

http://www.pictaram.com/media/1350911391049338267_1751627017

Ok, I don’t know of why I can’t get the photos up.  And I don’t have to time to figure it out. I have a bunch of cards and two albums to finish.

I also gave my boyfriend a candy bar.  If I was sending him a parcel, it would be nice to give him something.  Well this is the part where I want to either hug him or punch him in the arm for.  He gave his candy bar to her.  How am I suppose to spoil my boyfriend if he keeps giving it away.

The sale is less than two weeks and I am in panic.  And I know I am always like that every year so it should make a big different.

So that is the reason of why I am ending this blog.  Hope everyone is ok.

 

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Three Weeks, no problem

I have less than three weeks before the big sale in Bentley, Alberta.  While everyone including my bf tells me that I am going to be fine, I am still freaking out.  I have enough Christmas cards that my plastic bin for Christmas cards is completely full.  I can’t put anymore in.  I still have to make a few birthday cards and some bird cards.  But I am still worried that I don’t have enough or no one is going to buy anything.

I know, I know, breath.

I am still planning to do the draw, but I can only do one prize.  I didn’t get the shawl done in time, but the album is almost done.  And if I do say so myself, it looks damn good.  I am hoping to get it done this week and try to figure out of what to say.

I want to hand out tickets for customers when they make a purchase, but I do not want to give someone three tickets if they buy three dishcloths.  It has to be purchased price.  As well I am still trying to figure out of how to document the drawing and posting it on here.  I am not technical person.

The big problem is that life got in the way again.  My mom’s computer got hacked into so I had to help her out.  Did I mentioned that I am NOT a technical person?  Then I thought that I could move a table to get to plug in my charger.  Notice the word, “thought”, you guess it, I was wrong.  I ended up throwing my back out so that was just peachy.

So I missed a few days of working.  I am hoping today to finish 5 cards, and a bear.  No problem. . . . I hope.

In other news, I cannot remember if I mentioned this, but one of my hairdresser’s clients saw my cards and bears and offered to put them in her sales during the summer if I want.  Of courses, I said yes.  The sales went really good and  I sold out of little bears.  The only part that bugs me that she removed all of the care instructions of my knitted and crochet works.

Why would she do that?  If I brought a scarf, I would like to know of how to wash it without the fear of wrecking it.

The good news is the money I made from the sales, I was able to treat myself to a color and purple highlights.  I thought it would be nice to treat myself that didn’t involved chocolate, or yarn.  I thought of getting a manicure, but I am so stressed out that I have been chewing my nails.  So that is not a good idea.

Back to work.