The craft is back

It never went away, I just get distracted by the food stuff, it's more immediate or something.

I have been furiously crafting. Last weekend I cleaned up* the dining room make shift craft room and I am suddenly filled with energy to get going on a couple of planned projects, like Carly's Mini Moopy


This Mini Moopy has joined the Monkey Union. I gave her to Mr Sadieandlance as a present late last night after I finished her, cause I had been mean to him. I apologised for the girlyness of the fabric (Hell I hadn't actually planned on giving it to him - nor on being mean to him) but he didn't care. He named her Jethro (as in Jethro Tull - a silly house joke here, kinda like the Kevin Bacon thing we have going with a friend of ours, too embarrassing a story to tell...or maybe later if youI've drunk enough beer) and immediately permitted her into the Monkey Union, albeit on the newbies shelf, but she's there all the same.

I also finally finished Sissy's slippers.


One of our heaters is broken at the moment, so I had to test them out on the weekend when I coudn't be bothered to walk upstairs and get my own - I asked Sadieandlance Cat to go fetch them for me, but she ignored me so what was I sposed to do?

*Actually Mr Sadieandlance cleaned it up and really it could hardly classify as cleaning - he swiftly with one outstretched arm and a rapid sweeping motion got it all off the table and into several washing baskets and ran it upstairs before a bunch of our mates and their kids arrived last Friday night. It is simply relocated mess, but out of sight, out of mind as far as I'm concerned.

* The Kevin Bacon game is played at pub trivia - not like one of those silly sanctioned heads n tails games where the guy with the radio voice flips a coin and yells the result out with a smiley but sleazy voice while you touch your head or touch yer bum... nor is it the one where the radio voice guy plays a snippet of a song and you elbow the other wednesday night desperados out of the way to show radio voice guy the name of the bad but slightly obscure 80s song you inscribed on your soggy coaster with a blunt free IKEA lead pencil, no this is a way stupider game invented by us, especially for our own entertainment value. Therefore it's probably only funny to us and you won't like it - except for you Brownpants, this is way up your alley you pub trivia queen! Infact why am I typing this here, I should really have kept this for the privacy of the DearKel blog.

Anyway, when you don't know the answer to a question write Kevin Bacon. It's dull to start with but after a couple of Kevin Bacon's you'll think you're the most whimsical chap of the season. And eventually the answer really is Kevin Bacon - at least one time anyway, he's done a whole lot of stuff that makes good trivia questions. Then again it could be related directly to how much beer you have drunk. We did play these rules every week with great hilarity during our Sydney pub trivia quiz hey day, even naming our team Kevin Bacon on some occassions. Wait is this something everyone does at Pub Trivia already? Oh my gawd I sound so lame I blame our cold house...I'm outta here.