This blog is a bit of a ramble through my life. There's a lot about quilting and textile arts, a sprinkle of my family life and some of my thoughts and ponderings. We currently live aboard an old wooden 1945 Navy boat, called MV Cerego, so you'll find me writing about that too. Welcome aboard!

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

In The Still of the Night....

....I quilt!! As an employed midwife, I work night-shift sometimes. That means 11pm till 7am I am at the maternity ward, whether there are women here or not. And I am on by myself (being a small, rural unit, we haven't much call for loads of staff). So it can get kinda lonely and just a tad BORING! Once the menial checklist tasks are done, and I've cleaned out a drawer or done something equally as industrious, I break out my sewing machine and get to it.

I used to feel a little odd. I mean, shouldn't I be working or something? What if the phone rang? But then I figured nobody would look at me funny if I was reading my book and I can jump up from my sewing machine just as fast as I can put a book down. So now I have no qualms about it.

And I get sooooo much done. Having two littles at home (sir aged 4 and madam aged 1), my quilting happens all too infrequently for my liking. Here at the hospital (I'm on night duty right now, yawn!!) I can solidly quilt for as long as I like and not get interrupted by food, toilet duties, fights..............and I get PAID!

Ok, so sometimes this place is a madhouse. Postnatal rooms full, one labour room in full swing and another lady coming in!! And then I work my little (little? who am I kidding!) butt off. But sure as eggs, if I DON'T bring in some sewing, it will be a very, very quiet night.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

My New Mansion

My Dear Husband and I were having an argument a little while ago. Basically, the theme was me complaining that nothing gets done around here (we live in a half-renovated house) and that he always wants to go and work out at "the land" (we also own a block of land on which we planned to build our "dream" house on).

To cut a long story short, we decided to move out into the shed. We hope that this will achieve a few things: we can finish renovating the place we are in when we move out (MUCH easier!); we can then rent this place out (always welcome a few extra $$); we will be where we really want to be; and when we do finally have enough money to build our house, we'll be right there to oversee it.

But I don't know if I'm excited or just plain scared. "Scared?" you ask. Well, moving out to the shed means moving out to a long drop loo*. Hubby promises to build me a floor and walls in the shed at least, but the long drop will have to stay for a wee (pardon the pun!) while. What am I letting myself in for?
*(For those of you who don't know what a long drop is, think toilet with a view, fresh air and no flush button! That's a picture of my very own long drop up there.)

Ok, so I mainly created this so I could comment on other people's blogs. I'm what I would call 'computer literate' but certainly not 'computer savvy', meaning I can turn the thing on, buy things on Trademe (!) and read blogs. But posting links, making my own blog....well, that's all new to me, so 'scuse me if I look a little dense sometimes!