Here are some cool sewing tunes, this time it's all fab female vocalists. Please feel free to help yourself to Dusty Springfield, or Feist, or Amy Winehouse. Enjoy!
Thanks Sweet Jo for thinking that I am both weird and amazing; I'm happy to take both as a compliment :) So in return for my kooky award I'm supposed to list 7 weird things about me...
- Numbers freak me out. I detest math of all kinds. I shy away from doing most all sums, and I don't count my change in shops (when the cashiers count down the change for me it all goes over my head while I smile like a idiot) . It took me 4 attempts to get my basic math cert (GSCE as it's known in the UK) and that was just so I could get into Uni. In the end (at aged 24) I needed to pay for private tuition to get me through the math exam that is designed for a 16 yr old! And here I am running a business?!?? If it wasn't for my numerate hubby, I'd be stuffed!
- I hate clothes shopping. Some of you may know this already, but what I've never mentioned is that it's gotten to the point where going out is often a real brain ache for me because I genuinely have nothing to wear and I mean that literally. Every time just before I go out I rifle though my pitiful wardrobe and I think to myself 'this is insane, I MUST go clothes shopping (or sew loads of lovely clothes'). But being short in the UK makes for miserable clothes shopping so I studiously avoid it.
- I might have too many 'favourites'. I know lots of us have fave craft tools and a fave mug (one for coffee, and another for tea) etc., but I also have fave cutlery, crockery, pans, knives, utensils, dining table place, side of bed, place on sofa, pens, pencils, washing up liquid. At home I'm irritatingly uncompromising about these things and I have been known to ask dinner guests to surrender their (my fave) cutlery to me because it's mistakenly been given to them to use (I mean, really!)
- I eat things in a weird way. I'm very prescriptive about the way I eat certain things and I can't seem to stop, for example: corn on the cob: eaten in straight stripes from fat end to thin and then back again, prawns: eaten in 3 bites from head end to tail (I don't eat the head itself), chicken wings: skin side eaten first before underside, jacket potato: lots of butter mashed into potato, then potato scooped out of skin and eaten before eating skin last,..there are many more examples, but I already sound weird enough....
- I am ridiculously easily distracted. This drives me up the wall, for example: whilst writing this post I have: made myself a cup of tea and a ham and lettuce sandwich, bought a calendar from ebay, answered 5 emails, and chosen what fabric I am going to use to make my next bag (which will be Amy Butler's Kimberly Bag). Gaahh! It's amazing I get anything done!
- You should see my WIP box...I don't want to talk about it.
- I am a shy exhibitionist - like Jo I'm very happy in my own company, but when I'm out I enjoy socialising. That said I'm actually quite shy when meeting new people (I don't drink or smoke so I don't get any social lubricant and nothing for my hands to fidget with). I do manage, it's not like I walk around hiding behind my fringe, it's just that mostly I'm kind of awkward in new company. This isn't at all weird in itself, the thing that is weird is that I'm a ridiculously confident dancer (I didn't say good, though I have been told lots of times that I am. Heh!). I'll be first on and last off the dance floor and if there was a pole in the middle of it I'd probably shimmy up and down that too.
OK, who else fancies being weird and amazing? No offense meant, but if Joanna, and Wendy, and Kathi, and Simone, and Anina, and Anna, and Zoe, would like to pick up the award it's all yours. In fact, if anyone else wants it go knock yourselves out. I'll happily give it to you as long as you share how weird you are (weird is good, spread the weird).
